Yey! The weekend’s here everybody…🥂🍹🍲🥳It’s time to eat and drink, and take ourselves on a little tour to the moon.🌙🏃💃
How do you plan to spend your weekend? Just let me know. Sweet me, I’m going to 🎶🎶 at my local church, go 🏊♂️ in the afternoon and watch movies with friends in the evening. (It’s surprising I don’t love football, m’hmm… not even a thin piece of me like that thingie 😂😂)
It’s surprising I don’t love football, m’hmm… not even a thin piece of me like that thingie.It’s not a new thing with writers to hate football. 😉😆😅
Here’s a true story to glisten up your face a bit. As I woke up this morning, I thought something about my great grandfather, stories I was told about him by my grandfather who, thank God, is still alive.
My great grandfather🧙♂️ was a staunch believer, and an honourable man, as I learnt. But the little funny part of his life was attached to this honour.
People respected him because he was a no-nonsense man, the kind of strictness that made him look even a lot more funny. He had a small bike that he’d use to travel to places (owning a bike those days was equivalent to owning a 🚙 these days).
He was so strict that I’m told one day while riding on his bike in the company of his friends, the wind blew away his nicely woven fedora hat, and instead of stopping to pick it up, he acted as if nothing had just happened. 🤷♂️😅
Then when someone trailing behind them shouted at him to stop and pick his hat, he halted awhile and said, “The damn hat knows nothing about time, it can wait or come after me.” He then climbed on his bike and sped on.
What a way to look over things! 😂😂. Yes, if you’re wondering whether he was that crazy, then you’re not alone – I’m wondering too 🥲🤣.
In fact, I was even told there’s a day he attended a pastoral meeting (as he was a church leader too) and kept his head drooped and his eyes closed for most of the session as if he was sleeping.
When the speaker asked him why his eyes were closed. He looked up, barely surprised, and asked sternly, “Is it my eyes listening to you or my ears and mind?” and then without much ado, held his chin into his palm again and closed his eyes. 🤣🤣
When the meeting neared an end, he stood up and walked to the front, and asked, “Any suggestions on how we can preach the gospel to our fellows born both blind and deaf?”
Of course no one had an answer then, not even the speaker himself could guess. Really, grandpa?? 🙄😆😂😂
That is the man I’d have loved to relate with growing up. But I’m told it’s now almost thirty years since he died. He must have been an “I-don’t-like-jokes” man. 😅🤣
See you next Saturday with another piece of diversion. Yey, have a fun-filled super Saturday. 💖🌷💖🤗