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December in the trenches.

Hello,

How’s your day going? Could you share how it’s been? I’d love to listen — maybe even write about it tomorrow.

Today, I was scrolling through TikTok and stumbled upon a video of a street carnival inside the trenches (woro-si-woro), where everyone was dancing and vibing to those fast, energetic tunes. I couldn’t resist smiling and reminiscing about old times. Growing up, especially around this period, everyone was preparing for the street carnival.

There was always a friendly competition for “whose street carnival was hotter.” December was always lit — and why not? We had no bills to pay, no work to worry about — just a bunch of kids partying and having fun.

Every December 31st, after the cross-over service at church, my friends and I would head to “Baba Junction” for the carnival. It was dance after dance until daybreak. Those were happy times, truly. Every kid in the community came together and had fun. Of course, our parents couldn’t see us there, but they also knew better than to look for us during those hours. Experiences like these — among many others — have shaped us into who we are today, both positively and negatively.

I wonder if this generation experiences the trenches carnival the way we used to. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?




Comments

Anonymous said…
Those days of inhaling dust at night while dodging parents so as not to find you at those kinds of parties.

What a memory!
Oloyede Kehinde said…
Brought smiles to my face remembering this

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