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*** Married Against My Will ****

Episode 1

My parents were going to marry me off to settle their d£bt.

I grew up in an polygamous family, my mom was the number three wife, my dad has five wives.

I grew up, with twenty one siblings, three boys and eighteen girls.

it was a tribe and tradition for a man to have a male child, my dad frist and second wives were unable to birth any male child, they were seems as bā''rren women, who were unable to bear the real children since a female child is not considered an heir.

I never saw my dad frist wife , only her grā"ve that was behind her hut.

she had given birth to seven girls, according to my mom she had di£d carrying the eighth pr£gnancy, though she was advised by the midwives not to attempt getting pregnant again, but she refused, cause she couldn't bèār the shãm£ of not giving birth to a real child ( male child).

she couldn't bèār to see her co wives give birth to the frist male child, though my dad had also wãrñed her not to c0nceive again but she refused and took in, she di£d during lābour though it was a male child as she wanted but he also pass on with her immediately after she di£d.

that was when my mom came into the picture, she gave birth to six of us, two boys and four girls.

while my dad fourth wife , gave brith to six daughter and a son.

I was worth more than my elder sisters, because I was younger, prettier, more endowed and a v¡rgin.

They had sold us off, one by one, to send my brothers to school and pay for their apprenticeship.

all my sisters were already married off, immediately they saw their womanhood.

Except I and my younger sister ewomi who was 12 years old, and hasn't seen her w0manhood.

We were the sācrificial lāmbs.

My two sisters and fourteen step sisters, and now it was my turn.

We were like corn and yam to be traded for a better deal.

But I had a plan

I was just 15

But I had seen my womanhood one year ago.

So I knew what I had to do even before the set date.

I was the youngest yet I had the boldness of my father.

My beauty came from my grandmother.

I took nothing from my mother

I hāt'ēd her as much as she d£spìsed me.

"You are different, stū'bb0rn and us£less," she would often say.

I would reply, "why, because I refuse to be like you?"

Instead of sweeping and cooking, I preferred reading the few books, I secretly took from my elderest brother in rewards to do his assignment, which I don't mind, as far as he let me have his books without anyone knowing.

Female weren't allowed to go to school, they believed female ēducation ēnds in the kitchen, but a male child who do ēxploit.

and secretly learning herbal m£dicine from ñeñe oma, the story teller and the oldest woman in our village.

"Don't worry, a husband will cūre you."

My mother will say, when ever she finds me not interested or not listening to her usual morning sermons about how to please a man.

I would respond

"Did yours cūre you?"

And she would chāse me with her slippers, but I was faster than her.

I was the fastest in the entire community.

So, one morning, my father called me and my brothers together for a meeting.

My mother was f0rb¡dden to attend, but I could see the grin on her face as she prepared the meal and boiled the meat we were to eat during the meeting, I already knew what was to come.

My mother wouldn't smile while she cooked for me to eat with my father and brothers except something s¡ñister was lurking around.

"Chi, my father said, you have seen your w0manhood now, so it's time to contribute to the well-being and welfare of the family." my step brother said

"As you know, your brothers need to pay their fees and renew their apprenticeship, so it's on you now to support the family that has supported you to womanhood."

My brothers had no brāin, they had fåil£d their examination countless times, but my dad was bent on making them go to school, even though he knew clearly that their brāiñs weren't met for school.

I turned and saw my mother smiling and nodding as she stood by the kitchen door, listening and watching me, f0rb¡dden to even sit with her family for this meeting.

"Ok papa, I will do as you say."

I heard myself say in a voice I did not recognize.

My father was surprised, I guessed he expected a f¡'ght, but I wasn't going to give them that pleasure.

I had always been the g0at among my family, and everyone knew it, I was as stū'bb0rn as a g0at '

"Good, you see, your w0manhood has brought you wisdom. Prepare, for your husband will come in the next three days, your dowry has already been paid in full."

We all ate in silence.

"You are all dismissed!" He said in finality."

I was 15 when we had this meeting.

At 15, I had bū'ttocks the size of a full watermelon and my brèāsts were round like ripened oranges

My hips were large enough to support my full bū'ttocks and my waìst was tîny on a very flat stomach.
I hā''ted the attention it brought me.

I had a plan

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I couldn't let my father marry me off to that old man.

chief moñî, he was an ''sers and a w0mān¡zer

over the years he had married eight wives and five d¡£d due to his constant b£āting and mā'ltr£atment.

of course his wives couldn't seek for help, that because no woman is given a listen ear.

it either you give birth to a son who you could use to communicate, else nothing.

he was well know for tr£ating his older and younger wives as slāve, they work on his farm day and night without rest.

I had over heard my step mother, telling my mom about talking my dad out of marrying me off, to chief moñî, but my mom ¡gnored her and told her to mind her business after all, all her daughter had been married of, or should I say s0ld off.

I prepared a plan to run away, but I couldn't there was no mean of trānsportation, in the village.

I didn't want to marry him, I wandered around the bush not plucking herbs, as usual for ñeñe oma.

my eyes w£lled up knowing I couldn't escape from this nïghtmãre.

" why are you çr'yiñg my dear child?"

startled by the voice, I turned behind me, my stomach grūmbled involuntarily, seeing ñeñe oma

she was too old to come out in the bushes alone considering her old age, she could have sent someone to come look for me, if she so wanted the herbs.

" no ñeñe oma " I pr£tended blowing my n0se and sniffing back my tëārs.

" oh child, I know how páïñfül, it is to be married āgainst your will ?

she said, stūnned and surprised, while looking at her with a questioning gaze.

" ho...how did you know, ñeñe oma ?

" don't you want to escape and achieve your dreams?" she asked with a shāking smile.

she was the only one who knew my passion to go to school and be a better doctor and tr£at alot of people for free.

I nodded frantically

" then follow me "

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Pregnant at Twelve

Episode 3

I didn't hear from Miriam all day. She wouldn't eat or leave her hut. I was really worried about her.

Her mom kept going in and out of the hut, but I finally went in when her mom stepped out to talk to her.

"Miriam, what do you have in mind?" I asked, suspicious that she might have a plan because Miriam was a smart girl.

She just looked at me and smiled, "Aisha," she said, "just know that I won't just wait for my father to sell me off to an old man.

" She responded with so much confidence.

I left the hut so that no one would see me because the younger wives were forbidden to enter the children's hut, except if we took permission from their mothers.

And in this case, I didn't take permission.

I spent the whole day thinking about what Miriam had in mind so I could talk some sense into her.

Her marriage to the Alhaji was fast approaching, and Alhaji called a meeting that we should start planning for Miriam’s marriage to Alhaji.

He wanted it to be the best marriage in the history of the land.

"As you wish," we echoed in unison.

We started making arrangements for the marriage, although I wasn't happy about it.

I had to pretend to be so that if anything happens, they won't say I pioneered it.

We started with arranging the cows for the occasion, which were twenty in total, and the young men helped us to kiłł the cows while we cooked them in large pots.

I was in charge of taking care of the children;

they were in my hut for the day, but Miriam refused to come out of her hut, so we allowed her to be.

Shortly after, the younger wife came to my hut and asked why I was idle and only with the children.

I tried to explain, and she gave me a slap in front of the children.

"Come on, go and cook". I saw stars. I had to hurriedly rush to join the other women in cooking to avoid another slāp.

I didn’t even reach where they were "why are you here and where are my children?

Mama Miriam asked, she is the first wife of Alhaji and very beautiful, I always wonder what made her marry such a low-class man.

She was also Miriam’s mother. I didn’t know what to say as she asked me to go back and stay with the children.

The day arrived for Alhaji to marry Miriam. He came with his people and his sons, and I couldn't help but wonder why he was still searching for a wife with two grown-up sons.

When it was time to reveal the bride, we went inside the house, but Miriam was nowhere to be found.

It dawned on me that she had planned to run away.

I prayed for her safety. Alhaji was furious with everyone, suspecting that someone had helped her escape.

All fingers pointed at me, with him accusing, "Aisha, you planned with Miriam to escape so that you could escape too!" He stood up in anger.

"Follow me to my hut", he said.

I got up and followed him praying that he doesn’t bēāt me to death, when I entered his room, I saw him nāked.

"You want to go outside and meet another Man? I think I have pampered you enough," Alhaji said.

"Spread your legs." I knew it was all over.

I did as I was commanded as he had his way with me forcefully.

I bled, and he asked the older wife to take me out of his hut.

When she saw me, she cried.
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23/01/2024

A WORD TO A LADY

Carefully read and digest, are you sure you're in love? Many sisters mistake feelings and attraction for love. If you're in love you won't be careless, deceived and backslide. Before you would say YES I DO to any man, meditate on the points below...

1. Is God truly giving me to this man or I am giving myself to him. Don't think every woman married the man God gave them to. You can give yourself to a man through s*xual bonding, greed, lusts, lucre. IF YOU GIVE YOURSELF TO A MAN THEN BE READY TO PAY YOUR BILL.

2. Can I fulfill my destiny with this man? It is a great mistake to marry a man you can't fulfill destiny with. What then is the benefit of being married to a man who can't help your destiny? Most women married a handsome guy who eventually become trouble in their lives. MARRIAGE IS BORING AND BARREN WHEN YOU CAN'T FULFILL GOD'S PURPOSE FOR YOUR LIFE.

3. Don't marry a man in whom you're seeing your dad's mistakes, errors and ignorance. Your desire is to be an upgrade of your parents, why will you settle with a man you're seeing your father's misbehaviour and wrong doings? Relax! Think!

4. Only say YES to a man that can lead, guide, mentor and instruct you. There is more to marriage than using pet names. When you join to a man who cannot show you the way then you may waste by the way. YOUR ADVANTAGE IS TO MARRY A MAN WHO CAN SHOW YOU THE WAY. Marry a leader not a s*x dealer.

5. Don't vouch for any man. How can you be beating your chest for a man you're not married to? Do you know how he handles his er****on? How does he treat every other woman in his life? YOUR CONFIDENCE IS WHAT GOD TOLD YOU ABOUT HIM AND YOUR FUTURE WITH HIM. Sugar coated words an fade. I love you can turn to regret marrying you. Be wise!

6. Dear daughter, good men are scarce. Marriageable men are scarce. I mean the man you can trust with your destiny and stay as his wife is scarce. Don't be deceived by t**h English, 6 packs, beard gangs, etc. You can only trust a man who is under divine dealings of God.

7. Guide your heart. What do you want to hear from men that's making you give attention to Mr deceiver, Mr psycho, Mr lazy, Mr weekend s*x etc. Guide your heart dear daughter. The chat you're having online with men may put you in troubles.

8. Protect your nakedness: You're sending your n**e pictures to men online. Be careful! You're doing video with your underwears, be warned! The next 20 years you may be paying huge amount to protect the nakedness you're careless with today.

9. Know God before you would know the man you want to marry. The danger of not knowing God for yourself is that you may enter a vehicle that will take you far away from your destination. Selah!!! Spend your spinsterhood to seek God and find him.

You will not miss it in marriage in Jesus name.

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Pregnant at Twelve

Episode 2

Getting married to Alhaji was the greatest mistake I have ever made in my life.

Initially, his other wives welcomed me into the family with open arms even to the extent of throwing a party to celebrate my marriage to Alhaji.

The feast was a massive one that cows were killed and many other alhajis were invited to grace the occasion.

Then he introduced me as his newest wife, he wasn’t even ashamed of introducing a twelve year old as his newest wife.

They all made merriment, I knew at that time a lot of children would have dreamt of getting married to an Alhaji.

Days passed and the characters of the women began unfolding one after the other.

The youngest wife heaped clothes at the entrance of my hut for me to wash.

I woke up one morning to find hundreds of clothes piled up, and I was so surprised!

Then, she visited my hut and told me it was her turn to wash the children's clothes, her clothes, and Alhaji's clothes.

She said I needed to wash them to prove I would make a good wife.

I packed the clothes and washed them one after the other and hung them on the clothesline to dry.

But when she just came from her hut, she threw the clothes on the floor.

Aisha, she called and I came out from my hut." -

What nonsēnse is this? Why are the necks of these clothes still dirty? Why didn't you wash the hands?"

She scolded me, spitting on the ground.

I couldn't talk back because she was my elder and talking back would be seen as an insult.

After she finished shouting, I packed the clothes to rewashed them, and that's when the chaos in the house started.

The children offered to help me wash, but she shouted at them to go to their huts.

I felt hopeless and had to sit down and rewash the clothes to make her satisfied. In the evening, when Alhaji came to my hut, I complained about what happened.

But he said that she's my senior and I should do anything she asks without complaint.

It was tough because even Alhaji wasn't on my side.

I knew I was in for serious problems.

When he left that night, I sat outside and thought about my life and how poverty had worsened it for me by marrying me off at twelve.

In my village, many girls don't go to school and are expected to marry at a young age.

If a girl doesn't get married by fifteen, people assume she couldn't be a good wife.

It's believed that the Alhaji foresaw this, and other children start avoiding her.

I knew my father felt obligated to marry me off, even against my wishes, and now I'm suffering because of tradition.

While lost in thought, a girl my age named Miriam touched me.

I couldn't pronounce her second name, no matter how hard I tried.

She's going to face the same fate in a few months. Her father plans to marry her to an Alhaji too.

It's heartbreaking because she didn't have the chance to go to school and was only taught farm work and kitchen duties. I feel so bad for her.

She couldn't even read and write.

She touched me and I turned to face me, she had tears in her eyes. "What is it, dear?" I asked curiously.

As she wiped her eyes with her hands, she said, "I saw the Alhaji my dad is arranging for me to marry.

Someone showed him to me today on my way to the farm.

I don't want to marry someone like that. He's too old for me."

I tried to explain that tradition is tradition and no matter how hard we try, we can’t change anything, she didn't let me finish.

She responded, "I will do something about it.

They can't do what your parents did to you," and then she ran back to her hut.

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Pregnant at Twelve
Episode 1

I got pregnant at twelve and it was one of the worst moments of my life.

My father decided to trade me for a piece of land.

Where's this useless child? I could hear Daddy's voice echoing through our nearly empty house, devoid of furniture.

I hurriedly responded to him and found Alhaji sitting in a chair, having a discussion with Daddy about me.

When he saw me, he smiled and said, "She's old enough to get pregnant."

I couldn't help but murmur, "Doesn't this man realize I'm only 12?

Papa was grinning from ear to ear, as if he had just hit the jackpot.

"Pack your bags, you're going home with Alhaji," he said.

Alhaji is a wealthy man with lots of land and he's in charge of the cows in the village.

But one thing I don't like about him is that he already has eight wives, and marrying him would make me the ninth wife.

In my village, marriages aren't based on love.

You might not even know the person you're going to marry until they suddenly appear and take you away.

That was exactly my situation.

I knew Alhaji was my father's friend, but I had no idea that my father would sell me to him just for a piece of land.

And to make matters worse, I was only twelve years old. It was a really tough situation to be in.

I had no choice but to pack my bags. Then Mom came into the room, tears streaming down her face.

She said, "I know you're too young for this, but you have to adapt.

I was your age when I got married to your father.

"Tradition permits a man to marry as many women as he wants.

Here, men marry their wives at a young age, and the wives grow up in their husband's houses.

None of the things she said interested me.

I was lost in thoughts about my friends and how we would be separated from each other.

When she finally finished giving advice, I carried my bags on my head and took the bush paths to Alhaji's house.

He followed me from behind.

I didn't want to say a word to him
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