Many of us were told stories that were not true when we were kids but we believe those superstitious stories and even now, I still find it weird that I still believe some of them and have outgrown some of the lies.
My brother was very good at folklore stories, the way he narrated them would make you quiet and listen attentively, sometimes I would even beg him to tell me a story even when he was not in the mood to do so. I almost believed the tortoise was the wisest of all animals based on the stories he told me.
Aside from the good stories, there are also the superstitious lies my mother used to tell me which I later figured out was to stop my bad habit but I did not know and believed her and till now I still believe some, and one of those is
She told me doing this was very risky and if thunder should strike when my hand was in the rain, I might be struck by the lightening, this scared me so much that even though I wanted to play with the raindrops, the fear of the lightning and thunder striking me would take away the courage to do so and till today I am still scared to put my hand to collect the drops when raining.
There is this joy I derived from eating directly from the pot of food rather than serving the food in a dish but again she had to ruin this for me with another lie which I fell for, I was told eating from the pot would make my buttock as black as the pot, black buttock? oh no! No one warned me again before I started serving my food in the dish before eating and that was how I was cured of that bad habit back then even though I have resumed it again in adulthood after figuring it was a lie
Some of us can testify to the joy of tasting food before it is done, and most time, we would have eaten to our fill even before the food was ready, my mother had to come up with another superstitious lie that if a boy tastes food when cooking, his pimpim would become smaller, ah no o, smaller ke, I do not want to harm my pim pim so I had to stop tasting food on fire too.
As if that was not enough, she came up with another story that our dead relatives always come home on Friday to check on us and drink water so we must always make sure we have drinking water at home or else they would scatter the whole house, I believed this too! meanwhile, she mentioned this because as boys we were lazy and didn't like fetching water in the house.
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Black buttocks?π Iβve never heard anything like thatβ¦
This is definitely something I should be telling my nephew too. Maybe heβll stop eating from cooking pots.
I canβt even stop laughing, you didnβt want small pimpim?π
Pimpim?! Nigerians and weird namingsππ.
That dead relatives is hilarious? Are they like Coco's family?π
so you grab the meaning of pimpim π
I can relate to this, my brother! It's funny how those childhood superstitions still stick with us, even when we know better now. I could remember fighting with my mum sometimes when she told me some things, and I term it a superstition. Well, they really shaped our behaviour in ways we never expected! But, you know, these things are sometimes told to us to guide our steps, even if they are not real to the fullest.
I heard the second one from my mother also. In face she still says it. Hehe. I think those things were funny and we used to belive it blindly.
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Your mom is a typical African woman, like see how she made you learn good habits without stress. π€£
like no stress at all lol, rather than go physical, she planted fear in my head with words lol
Unlike you, I never liked eating directly from the pot. However, my siblings loved it. It always seemed weird to me. I remember they would always tell us that it is an abomination to beat a male child with a broom. These stories made our childhood fun.
you just remind me of the broom one too, I was told if beaten with a broom, your pimpim will become smallerπ
You see that eating from pot? No body can take it away from me. If you like, tell me all the scary stories in the world, I will still carry pot, sit on the ground with big shirt and put it in front of me, and eat with bug spoon. Since I was young, and till today, nothing has changed. lol
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well we are back to eating from pot and no superstitious lie can turn us from it again lol
I think it's only recently that I started turning my noodles into plate to eat. Before, nothing could take me away from eating directly from the pot. It just tasted better that way. Lol
Your Mom is so smart to come up with things like these. I really commend her.π
lol yea, i really love those habits and she knows beating can not make me stop them
Really? Bahahahaha. That is a new one, lots of them. I mean we have myths here too, but not this extreme...lol
lol, there are more than this, these were the one i remember
Food from the saucepan or pot hits different I swear.ππ I donβt mind having black buttocks.
Your mother is the real mvp cos I wonder how she managed to cook all these up.ππ
It at least got you guys to do the necessary.
lol, it worked on me those days sha... now am back to some of those habit again xd
You need to change for the better.π
Ah you made me remember this tooπ π
A very deep superstitionπ π
lol