OUR CRAZY CHILDHOOD HABITS


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Growth is beautiful.
Once upon a time, I was a kid who had weird habits that although my elders may not fancy, still they put up with. We're gathered at meal today as a family and somewhere, somehow, I am reminded of the different habits that myself and my siblings possessed while growing up. I don't know if they remember but I'll remind them too. It'll surely bring back sweet yet funny memories.

See, at that time, everyone of us thought of this other person's habit as the worst. I hope you don't get to laugh at mine too much tho. Well, I have to be truthful here. One or two of us still hasn't evolved from the habit. It may even have gotten worst. Which one? I'll tell you as we progress. Let's begin with mine. I had this habit of bedwetting 😏. It was a terrible habit. I bedwetted almost everyday and always messed up my bed. I even remember once when I bedwetted in a car while I was journeying with my mum.

I always recall how my parents always advised me to avoid late night meals and to also make sure I emptied my bladder before I went to bed. I loved food and couldn't let time or anyone come between me and my lover(food). The bedwetting issue was a big one. I was even given the name "the rainmaker". I can recall vividly how it always happened. While I was fast asleep and in dream-land, probably playing and having a nice time with my friends. I would always feel like peeing. It was dream-land and I would have no idea that it's a dream and I was still on my bed sleeping, I would just pull down my short and pee so recklessly, it was always sweet until I woke up to see the mayhem I had done. My brothers would laugh and taunt me whenever I told them my dream and how it happened. I had gotten used to everything so we just laughed it out.

My direct older sibling although always championed the squad to lambast and ridicule me had his own issue too. His was even more funny. I would like to refer to him as the "talking dead". Yes, he sleep-talks and because he was obsessed with football, most of what he talked about while he was asleep was about the game. This attitude of his was quite a frightening one especially to people who slept in the same room with him for the first time and who weren't used to his midnight blabbing. It always came so suddenly as if a demon had just gotten into him. With the voice of one very much disturbed, you would suddenly here something like " William!, William!, pass the ball. William you're playing rubbish, You've made them to score us now". To us, family members, it was really a very fun and funny time but to people new to such displays, they were always frightened. They would always fear that an evil spirit had possessed him. Up till this moment, I still regret never recording any of those his very funny sleep-talk sessions. Because sometimes he would deny and even claim that he was totally sane and sound when he said all what he did. He sometimes claim that it was a conscious act, but we all know it wasn't anyways. Sho wakes up sudeenly by 3 in the morning to scream, "..foul ball!"?

My other brother , the one just directly older than the Talking-dead also had his own funny attitude too. His issue was with food. He was sort of a glutton and was never satisfied. He could eat anything at all. He could eat the amount of food meant for the family. He ate to a point that he was called "BASKET" but you can call him bottomless-pit because his stomach was never full. He was one person that you wouldn't dare allow to dish his food by himself because if you ever do, you just wouldn't have anything left for others. We'd always taunt him that when he gets kids of his own, he'll eat their foods and leave nothing for them. If was that bad. Actually, it still is. There was also dire consequences of his excessive eating and love for food, you can guess what that would be - farts. Yes he farted too much especially whenever he was asleep. He did them uncontrollably and unconsciously. His farts were always very loud and smelly. We called them Atomic Bombs or Heroshima. They had very funny sounds, sometimes they sounded like machine guns. Imagine sleeping in the same room with someone and at midnights you begin to hear loud sounds accompanied with a stench. You can guess that your sweet sleep would be immediately disrupted.

The last but not the least was one of my brothers called KC. His case was a peculiar one as it didn't disturb anyone else unlike my case and the cases of my other siblings whose noise and farts disturbed others. This one's case was that he loved his index and middle fingers more than anything in the world. They were his best friend, best food, and his comforter. He sucked them every time . He could suck them from morning till night. He did so until they turned pale. whenever he began sucking, it was as if all his problems were over. He even got the name soccer.

I remember how my parents tried different means to stop him from this habit of his but all their efforts proved abortive. At a time they even had to wrap his fingers with bandage but he always found a way to untie them and suck his fingers. They had once tried to rob some bitter herbs on his fingers so the taste may just repel him from his habit but that didn't stop him. He was always sucking away(no pun intended). Well, they got tired of him and left him to do his business. I cannot tell at what time he stopped.

It's been a long time coming. Here we are seated now, all grown up and dapper. Can you imagine that these guys are denying their then habits? They're trying to turn tables and make fun of my bedwetting. Their business!
All I know is, I've gotten over mine. Talking dead still talks in his sleep. This time, louder especially when he springs up from the bed and starts ... uncounsciously. Basket has now become a drum(much worse than before). Suck-away has given up the habit but adopted peeling his body.

It's so refreshing to see how changes and developments take place. Slow yet swift! I'll have added my parents' not so gross habits but, what if they see this article? .

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Thanks alot for stopping by. I hope you all found this interesting. Did you have some funny childhood habits ?. I'd really love to hear about it too



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Omo!🤣🤣🤣
I had a roommate in school that manifested sleep-talk (I'm sure he's still manifesting). They own a shop so the sleep-talk was always channeled to negotiation between customers. Sometimes he'd be sleep and be negotiating price on a loud voice.
"Oga, it's 1,000naira, that's the last price".

The bed wetting, I was very fond on that, like on extreme level 🙈🙈

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Lol. That sleep talking thing is crazy but I hope you no longer bedwet. Else...

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Bedwet till now? Jeeez!🤣🤣
If I bedwet till now, that means it's a spiritual problem

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This is hilarious.😂
Too many funny characters in your household.
If only you had made videos of the talking dead, I guess he wouldn't be denying now. But it's not too late😂

This was a nice read.
Well-done!

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Thanks alot for stopping by. I'm glad you found this interesting

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Y'all are lucky that you didn't have anyone that sleep-walks.. that would have been worse.😅

But you know that all these things brought fun to the house. By the time you wake up and you're told to carry your bed outside. Or maybe your brother wakes up and you asked him, 'who won the match'...the house becomes more lively.

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Yes. It does and I always smile whenever I remember those funny times. Thanks for stopping by

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It's always a pleasure dear ✨

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