It was a bright Sunday afternoon. I
had stopped by at a KFC restaurant for a small mid day snack but ended up
getting more than what I bargained for. Shortly after I arrived a family
arrived and took a table just by me. They proceeded to have lunch and in
between their meal I saw the mother try to hand the oldest a 200 naira note and
ask her to go get another drink but before the money could change hands
properly, the youngest son grabbed it from his mother and refused to let go.
All pleas to get him to let go of the money fell on deaf ears - he just held on
tightly with his little fingers while his mother tried to retrieve her money
from her little boy.

I stared in disbelief at the mother
and her child wondering what term to give to the scene I just witnessed some
moments ago. Do I call it deception on the part of the mother or just myopia'
on the part of her child. I left shortly after finishing my meal and thought
long and hard about those words: "Here, have this instead. It's newer and
it's more shiny". I tried to think of how many times I was that little
boy, being short-changed and giving up real substance for glitters. Oh! How I
regretted those times. But then, I blamed myself for not being mature enough to
distinguish between substance. Reading this, you also might recollect times in
the past when you caught the glitter bug and unknowingly exchanged something
you should have held on to with something else of very little worth. You
probably regret it and wish you had someone to blame - "I only trusted
what he/she said. Is it now a crime to trust...?" No, it isn't and while I symphatize with you just like I did with the little boy in the story I must
point out that it's also not a crime to ask reasonable questions - even of
those we love. It also isn't a crime to weigh options carefully even when the
one offering is a trusted friend or family member.

Towards a better humanity,
Diazno
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