TIMI SANGANA - Episode 2

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Nigeria's leading fictional story blog - Sister, baby, the previous night, convent and the orphanage, God sent his angels, orphanage, nuns, babies, Aisha Bello, the newscaster.

The gate jangled and swung open. Edidiong came out to greet his boss, Sister Margaret, but she had no time for his usually lengthy greeting. “Go wake up Sister Rose and give her this baby. Tell her it is from me. It’s our latest entrant into the house,” said Sister Margaret. Edidiong left with the baby, muttering, “Everyday baby, baby. These girls no dey fit stop dey shit pickin? Why they no dey fit keep am for their house sef?” “We have to be on our way now. It is quite late,” said Dr. Ambrose. “I am most grateful to have had your assistance to night. The three of you are angels sent by God. I thank God you came along and saved the baby. May God bless you all and goodnight.” The men echoed, “Goodnight sister!” As she turned to lock the gate one of the three men shouted from the car, “Don’t forget to give the baby a good name!” “We certainly will!” She replied. As she locked the gate, she thought that it must have been Ogadinma Michael who wanted a good name given to the baby. When it came to giving names to the babies in the orphanage, sisters usually left it for Sister Rose. She had a knack for coming up with good names for babies. Happy about the baby God had used her to save that night, sister Margaret used a connecting back gate and went into the convent to retire for the night.

By morning word had circulated around the convent and the orphanage that Sister Margaret picked up a baby from a refuse dump the previous night. Many of the sisters wanted to see the baby because those who had seen it said it looked charming and would make an handsome man when it grows up. Others came to see the baby because of the pathetic story surrounding how it was found. Some sisters even shed a few tears when they saw how lovely the baby looked and wondered how someone could find it in his or her heart to throw away a baby as lovely as that. Some other sisters wanted to see the baby because it was a rarity for any one of them to pick up a baby in the street, people usually bring the babies to the orphanage.

That morning, they all gathered in the large dining room called Galilee which they used for baby naming ceremony. Sister Rose stood in their midst, held up the baby and announced, “We have a new baby in the house, a baby boy. We heard God sent his angels, three of them, to protect this baby like he protected Moses and our Lord Jesus when they were babies. We do not know what it shall become later in life, maybe a savior of some sort. I had a hard time last night searching for a name for it. But it seems the baby has chosen a name for itself and the name is ‘Timi Sangana’!” The nuns gathered inside Galilee roared as the name was announced.

Sister Rose continued after her fellow nuns had quieted down a bit, “I usually give you reasons why I choose the names I call babies that arrive here, but this one here knows exactly what it wants to be called. I noticed the baby as small as it is likes to roll around and to help it get enough of that, I put it down on the floor while I searched for a name to call it. Three times the baby rolled to the pack of Canada Dry crates in my room. Each time it rolled to those crates I would go over and carry it away. It was the third time I noticed that perhaps there was something about the crates that attracted the baby to them, so I lifted some of the crates to see if I could notice anything and then I saw the names written on them. So I picked two names from the crates; ‘Timi’ and ‘Sangana’. That ended my work of searching for name for the baby. I actually read out the name, and when I did, the baby made a happy noise. Each time I called it the name, the baby responded with a smile. Even when it cried and I called it the name, it stopped crying. What do you have to say sisters?” The nuns roared, “It shall be called “Timi Sangana!” And so the name stuck.

“What name did I hear you called the baby I brought to this orphanage?” asked Sister Margaret. “Timi Sangana,” replied Sister Rose. “And what in the world does it mean? I have been informed you took the name from Canada Dry crates.” “Yes Sister. I took ‘Timi’ from one crate and ‘Sangana’ from another crate, but the baby seems to like the name. When called the name, the it responds in a stunning way. It doesn’t seem to respond to any other name we have called it.” “Who told you babies care about what they are called? And you haven’t told me, what does the name mean?” “Timi from what I was told is short for Timileyin and means ‘someone who follows to help’. As for Sangana…ehm …I know the Spanish word ‘Sangana’ means ‘to meet’. The name, I must be frank, I am not sure of its meaning or root, but according to Sister Gbemisola, Sangana is the name of a creek in Bayelsa coasts in River State,” explained Sister Rose.  “Sister Gbemi of all people! Can she be trusted with that? I thought she was strictly tokunbo? asked Sister Margaret. “Her mother is from River State. I think that qualifies her to talk about names and creeks over there,” said Sister Rose lightheartedly. “So the baby’s name means ‘someone who follows to help meet”, said Sister Margaret humourously.

Timi Sangana was received quite wonderfully amongst the nuns who worked in the orphanage. They took turns to care for him so everyone could get to carry him. The baby had an amazing charm about it, an alluring charisma. The nuns were sure it would be the first baby to be adopted from the orphanage amongst the babies that were brought in about the time it arrived at the orphanage. Months passed by and no couple or family seemed in interested in adopting Timi, even though he was the first baby the orphanage would recommend to people who came to adopt babies, especially baby boys. At first it didn’t bother the nuns; after all they wanted to be with him as long as they could get to. Timi did not lack anything, especially love. As soon as he was old enough to go to school, the orphanage sent him to Her Lady of Apostles Nursery School. And the little boy did not disappoint. He picked up everything he heard or saw in school. But with time the nuns realized the boy had much more talent than that. He would also recite the gossip and secret chats heard amongst the nuns. That was how much the little boy was gifted, and this spooked out the nuns.

About the time he was four years, he joined Sister Rose and other nuns to watch the network news on NTA; by the next day they noticed he was reciting almost the entire news bulletin he saw on TV and was playing Aisha Bello, the newscaster. However, with each passing day the nuns feared that Timi Sangana may never be adopted and this worried them a lot. On Timi’s tenth birthday, Sister Margaret announced that a couple had agreed to adopt Timi and were very pleased with what they had seen and heard of him. The couple who had returned from Taiwan were even around later that day to join the nuns in celebrating Timi’s birthday. They even bought him gifts and seemed genuinely impressed with the little boy. Some weeks later the paper works were done and Timi finally left the orphanage home; and this made many nuns to cry. The orphanage had fond memories of him.

About the time he was eight years, he had developed a habit most nuns found entertaining. If he was called by his first name ‘Timi’, he would reply, “Add Sangana I will answer you!” The boy was truly in love with his name. One day while sisters read bible stories to the children in the home, he raised his hand and would not bring it down. So the sister who was reading the story asked him, “Timi it is not time for questions. But what is it you want to ask?” “No, I don’t want to ask any question, I want to say something.” So the sister asked, “What is it you want to say?” “You know one day I am going to be famous like the stories of the bible?”

“Oh! We all will be happy for you Timi,” said the sister. “Many characters in the bible lived just like we live here, I guess that means I will be great,” Timi added. The sister did not want to argue with him; she wondered in her head how many people in the bible lived like the children in the orphanage. As if Timi knew what she was thinking, he said, “You know somewhere in the bible it says they had all things in common.”  The sister was shocked by the boy’s quick wit and continued with reading the story, but the boy was not done yet, “I hope you are not going to ask me to be like Jesus,”, Timi said. The sister wondering what might have gotten hold of the boy asked, “Why don’t you want to be like Jesus?” “Because he suffered too much, I don’t like that aspect of his life story. But I want to be as famous as he is,” he replied.

The orphanage was happy for Timi for finally getting adopted into a home that loved him very much, and while they missed him, they did not see what was coming. Not even a soothsayer could have predicted it. One beautiful morning, four months after Timi was adopted by the Kelvins, he was dropped off hurriedly with some of his belongings in front of the orphanage and the car that dropped him quickly zoomed off. Timi without a trace of grimace on his face dragged his big bag back into the orphanage. It was Edidiong the gate man who first saw him dragging his bag, and so asked, “Timi it looks like your parents sent us some gifts abi?” “No, it is my bag. I am here for holidays,” Timi replied. Edidiong did not understand him, so he asked, “Wetin you dey talk sef small pickin? Who dey send em pickin make I go do holiday for orphanage?” “My parents have traveled; they want me to spend some time here. Oga Edi help me; the bag is heavy.” Edidiong could not move. He assumed that perhaps the boy was playing. Unknown to anyone, the mystery about the boy had begun to unfold.


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