She told the cook she wants two lunch packs
During break she gives him one
He will in turn tell her stories as they eat, he had a very vivid imagination
They also study
Most times she just wanted to be beside him
He was 9, she was 8
Both in primary 3, Army Children School Ibadan
They didn't break this ritual until secondary school
She got Ikolaba grammar school
He got Loyola College
He waited for her at her school gate every morning
She gave him his lunch pack after which he dashed off to school
Only to return to Ikolaba after school and walk her home everyday
They are just for each other
When she turned 16, her father revealed his plan
He had started shopping for a husband for her
Their culture and religion demands it!
She begged him to let her go to the university
He condition; only if you pass your WAEC and Jamb at one sitting.
She told him
Both gained admission to study law.
He is a Christian, his father was a teacher.
She, a Muslim, her father, a Colonel in the Army
He is poor, she is rich
How do they navigate these treacherous waters?
She: I have been very worried lately
She: We will soon graduate and I have to get married.
He: I will inform my father, we will come and do the needful.
She: My Father is more likely to shoot you people than welcome you
He: Don't worry. He will welcome us
She went home and told her parents about him
They both went berserk
A Christian? No surname? No societal standing? A teacher?
Her mother cried
She begged them, they refused to listen
Her father commanded that she should no longer leave the house without military escorts.
She is to talk to nobody, meet nobody
This lasted two years
Her father told her his decision
She is to marry so and so, the son of such and such after NYSC
She had no choice
She wrote to him
She was posted to Adamawa
He got his passport and Visa, left for Germany.
NYSC over, wedding preparations began.
Two months to the wedding, she went shopping with her mother and siblings in Paris.
They hailed a taxi in front of their hotel.
Taxi drove them round Paris, from shop to shop.
Her mother paid taxi driver handsomely.
She: Mum can the taxi drop me off at the hotel? I am not feeling well
Her mother: Ok. We will see you soon. Go and rest.
He was the taxi driver!
Interpol, French Police, Polizei etc couldn't locate them.
Twenty years later, she won an international award in Canada, their faces surfaced on magazines and newspapers.
Her parents flew to Winnipeg
They saw Prof and Prof (both are now Pastors) and their 5 grandchildren
Forgiveness was sought and given.
The reunion was a blast