I have tried to stay away from this topic for so long, so I'll drop my personal experience. I was so fucking stubborn!
There was nothing my father did not try including begging. My father will wake me up at 2 AM and be begging me, be asking if someone gave me sweet, maybe I don chop winch.
One time went to dump me with Rev Fr Joseph because he could not manage the situation again and it was either dump me with the priest or kill me.
My mum was exhausted, as calm as my mother is she could not take it, one day she just started pinching and biting me and crying.
Did that work? NOPE!
My parents one time even seized all my clothes and gave me wrapper to tie so that I cant go anywhere, I will sit down and study. Did it work? NOPE! I tie wrapper go play gamble.
I'll tell you what used to put the fear of God in me though, hearing "Jude your papa dey come". Because I knew the fight will common if the man catches me in the act. The beating no go easy.
I have no children and I cannot say who is right or wrong. I cannot also sit here is criticise someones parenting because of a 5 minute video. Nobody will raise their kid and be happy say e dey do like Mr Ibu.
My point na who wear shoe know where e dey pain am. Born your pikin and run am as you like. Na people dey pamper pikin next thing dem don go join ISIS.
And I just want to say a HUGE thank you to my parents because it was either i ended up gambling with rosco all the days of my life or became a rewire/conductor or some shit like that. I was definitely headed down that path. And thats why I never ever gamble even for jokes.
On a final note, life will teach you lessons and when that day comes you will become what you criticized. Make una take am easy.
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