Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Of brothers and so on…

I was seven, he was nine.
We lived in Osu, and could hear the siren at noon.
I asked, “What is that noise.”
He took a deep breath and replied, “Consult the herbalist.”
He walked away.
Who? What? How? When? Where?
I stood.
I was in awe.
“How did he get to know so much?” I wondered.
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5 comments:

  1. novisiMay 12, 2009 at 12:58 PM

    because you were seven and he was nine! old age comes with wisdom. lol!

    on the flip, nice collour pink!

    wink!!!

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  2. The AuthorMay 13, 2009 at 12:04 AM

    Awwww, brilliance, genius! Crisp lines. I love this.

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  3. KwegyirbaMay 13, 2009 at 4:38 AM

    @Novisi, thats not wisdom, its trickery! Hahaha. Thanks for reading!
    @Nana, awwww, glad you like it.

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  4. Kitchen Floor CockroachMay 13, 2009 at 5:03 AM

    hahahahahaha, when u were seven and he was nine you thought that his knowledge of the world was mighty fine,
    come to find out he found your questions annoying
    and the thought of engaging in conversation with a seven year old boring!

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  5. KwegyirbaMay 15, 2009 at 4:28 AM

    Lol, Cees. Trust you!

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