Taunted
One day, in their rare moments alone she asked her father. “Bami, am I adopted? Did you truly find me in the forest between Alesiloye and Okegun? Am I a changeling?”. The king pondered at the question for a few minutes and replied, “I met your mother at the Oja Oba Festival. She was one of the maidens that entertained us in the Festival. I liked how well she performed as a dancer and after making some enquiries I decided to marry her. She came back with me willingly. After she found out she was to be a mother in nine moons, she requested that I allow her sit at the Lake of Seye. At first I was reluctant because the Lake has been known to be a place where invaders gained access to the land. After much time though, I gave my consent. The night you came I welcomed you with my own hands. A king is not allowed at the birth of his offspring but Iya Kekere, our long time mid-wife had suddenly passed away and her trainees were not as skilled as she was. So I took matters into my own hands and delivered you. I know your inquisitive mind is wondering how I knew what to do. My mother among other things was a mid-wife herself. I helped her a few times to deliver precious new lives to this world, though she was careful of letting the people who came to her know so as not to upset culture and tradition. So when you came to this world in my hands, it was I who cut your birth cords. No one else.”
“If you had been a changeling it would have been known immediately after your birth. But come, where did you hear such untrue words?” he asked. “Aderemi said so and Adesewa agreed with him. These are your children and therefore my siblings. If they are not changeling, how can I be, Bami?
Seeing the words were distressing to her he sort to allay her fears. “Maybe they were teasing you. You’re too serious for your age. Go and play with your friends, Moremi Omoba”. When she left he analyzed the situation. Why would his heir call his little sister a changeling making her think she was unwanted and unloved? As a father, he thought it was probably squabbling between siblings. He remembered his own little tug-of-war with his brothers. Ah, such good memories. As a king though, he knew there was more to this than meet the eye. He must put a stop to such nonsense. No dissention amongst his children. What nonsense was this?
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“If you had been a changeling it would have been known immediately after your birth. But come, where did you hear such untrue words?” he asked. “Aderemi said so and Adesewa agreed with him. These are your children and therefore my siblings. If they are not changeling, how can I be, Bami?
Seeing the words were distressing to her he sort to allay her fears. “Maybe they were teasing you. You’re too serious for your age. Go and play with your friends, Moremi Omoba”. When she left he analyzed the situation. Why would his heir call his little sister a changeling making her think she was unwanted and unloved? As a father, he thought it was probably squabbling between siblings. He remembered his own little tug-of-war with his brothers. Ah, such good memories. As a king though, he knew there was more to this than meet the eye. He must put a stop to such nonsense. No dissention amongst his children. What nonsense was this?
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