acidtalk: This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn’t enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice.

While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say “Eat this rice, son! I’m not hungry.” Mother’s 1st Lie.
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Nope, my mother goes hungry also. She makes sure we cook enough for satisfaction. But she detests wasting. ''take what u can finish'' she does say.

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As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth.

Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten, My heart was touched when I saw it.

Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, “Eat this fish, son! I don’t really like fish. ” Mother’s 2nd Lie...

I dont think my mother is a good ''fisherwoman''....Cant remember a time we went for fishing.....my mother likes fish o...dont joke with ur fish!

acidtalk: ........
Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes, which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candle light.

So I said,”Mother, go to sleep; it’s late: you can continue working tomorrow morning.” Mother smiled and said “Go to sleep, son! I’m not tired. ” Mother’s 3rd Lie. ...

My mother didnt do that. She works in PZ at Ilupeju. She is always providing and supporting my father, but not easy though.
She tells me when she is tired, but will insist on finishing the task at hand. I do always keep her company when Im not feeling sleepy.

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. When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun.

When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother’s love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too.

Mother said “Drink, son! I’m not thirsty!”. Mother’s 4th Lie....

She drops me alongside with my Dad and later comes to pick me up. I do ask for ice cream and biscuit often, she buys mine and hers. Nobody starves for nobody. ''To ur tent oh ye Isreal'' method.

acidtalk:
..After Father’s death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family’s life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family’s condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small.

Our other neighbours saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying “I don’t need love. ” Mother’s 5th Lie…

No, my father is still alive and they are both so happy together. It seems like they might die the same second at a full ripe age. Their love for each other no be moi moi wey fit start a food fight o!

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After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables.

I kept sending her money but she was stead fast and even sent the money back to me. She said, “I have enough money.” Mother’s 6th Lie.
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NOPE...my mum is retired now and into 'provision' biz and others. She collects money given to attract more blessings unto me. I dont think she'll complain it if I dont give, BUT NECESSSARY!
Lest I forgot, she sells no vegetable!

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I continued my part-time studies for my Master’s Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn’t want to bother her son; she said to me”I’m not used to high living.
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Yet to travel though, but she wont accept, cos she wouldnt wanna leave her lover. They are 5&6.I dey pray for their kind of LOVE.

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In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bed ridden after an operation.
Mother tried to smile but I was heart broken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said,”Don’t cry, son! I’m not in pain. ” That was Mother’s Eighth Lie. Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. ..

My Mumsy has no cancer, and it doesnt look like she is gonna die very soon. She is still bouncing at the age of 50. She looks like under 30.

acidtalk: .
.. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!
“M” is for the Million things she gave me,
“O” means Only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the Tears she shed to save me,
“H” is for her Heart of gold,
“E” is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them,
“R” means Right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER” a word that means the world to me.

YES, YES and YES. ORISA BI IYA KO SI LAYE.
Thank you Elizabeth Olaoluwa for being a mother

Life is not a bed of roses, too bad ur mum hid everything away from you. Don't worry when you grow a lil bit older maybe ur eyes would be open to those "touching" stories or lies.

LOL...Jide, na wa for u o....u among all pple cldnt apply wisdom aight!
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Abi ur post na joke?

not sure why people get so emotional over fake nl stories such as the lying mother one.

unless most of the crying respondents were just trying to promote seun's site traffic, i think the earlier thread calling for people to disown their dads, should have given an inkling as to the next one's fakeness?

just my two cents.

ayobase:
Nope, my mother goes hungry also. She makes sure we cook enough for satisfaction. But she detests wasting. ''take what u can finish'' she does say.

I dont think my mother is a good ''fisherwoman''....Cant remember a time we went for fishing.....my mother likes fish o...dont joke with ur fish!

My mother didnt do that. She works in PZ at Ilupeju. She is always providing and supporting my father, but not easy though.
She tells me when she is tired, but will insist on finishing the task at hand. I do always keep her company when Im not feeling sleepy.

She drops me alongside with my Dad and later comes to pick me up. I do ask for ice cream and biscuit often, she buys mine and hers. Nobody starves for nobody. ''To ur tent oh ye Isreal'' method.

No, my father is still alive and they are both so happy together. It seems like they might die the same second at a full ripe age. Their love for each other no be moi moi wey fit start a food fight o!

NOPE...my mum is retired now and into 'provision' biz and others. She collects money given to attract more blessings unto me. I dont think she'll complain it if I dont give, BUT NECESSSARY!
Lest I forgot, she sells no vegetable!

Yet to travel though, but she wont accept, cos she wouldnt wanna leave her lover. They are 5&6.I dey pray for their kind of LOVE.

My Mumsy has no cancer, and it doesnt look like she is gonna die very soon. She is still bouncing at the age of 50. She looks like under 30.

YES, YES and YES. ORISA BI IYA KO SI LAYE.
Thank you Elizabeth Olaoluwa for being a mother

Thank You My Brother, I was begining to feel left out. This was more like my mother. Lol

so, poster, your point is

I wouldnt need to emphasize.
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And who told you that I didnt appreciate the other thread....it was deep and thoughtful, and also applicable to everyone in one way or the other....a wonderful poem there!
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This is not a POEM about my mother, but the REALITY!

Emmmh....booboo! I no understand ur Anglais oo! Dem dey yab ur mama ni?

Idowuogbo: Emmmh....booboo! I no understand ur Anglais oo! Dem dey yab ur mama ni?

Nope Bado!
Read a POETIC thread yesterday by acidtalk ''touching lies your mother told you''
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So, I decided to come up with mine REALITY with my mother, instead of POEM.

that a write-up is a poem, means no one can relate to it?
Even if you cant relate to that poem,even if your mum didnt have to starve so you could eat to your satisfaction, say your own!!!
Dont go on and place yours side by side with what the other poster said.
I dont get your point at all.

U wanna get me point?
Then switch on ur sense of humour....that will help!
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That its a poem doesnt mean that some cant relate to it......Imagination is reality out of reach!

reading acidtalk partial elegy I was at the verge of crying.. it reminded me of my mum..

seeing Ayobase comparison I felt lyk slapping him...(u get luck)

reading tpias point of view I felt bad for the drop of tears that dropped from my eyes.. (it cud b fake afterall)

But it reminded me of my mama... Wish... gat to leave before I remain in terrible sorrowful thought provoking mood for the week.

uncletbuddy: reading acidtalk partial elegy I was at the verge of crying.. it reminded me of my mum..

seeing Ayobase comparison I felt lyk slapping him...(u get luck)

reading tpias point of view I felt bad for the drop of tears that dropped from my eyes.. (it cud b fake afterall)

But it reminded me of my mama... Wish... gat to leave before I remain in terrible sorrowful thought provoking mood for the week.

Still on this matter?

Fiction!

Its a good write-up, and I'm never against that......but MY MUM NEVER DID THOSE FOR ME, SHE DID MORE THAN THOSE!

U still wanna slap?

ayobase:

Still on this matter?

Fiction!

Its a good write-up, and I'm never against that......but MY MUM NEVER DID THOSE FOR ME, SHE DID MORE THAN THOSE!

U still wanna slap?

well I changed my mind about slapping you when I discovered the fact.