Coco’s Chronicles: Somewhere Down Memory Lane

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Two weeks ago, a very good friend of mine called me and asked us to go see a movie together. He was bored and he needed great company(yeah, I’m great company. You can buzz me when you’re bored).

I was bored too and since he was going to pay for both the movie and the refreshments, I said “hell yeah” before he was done asking. When we were done with the movie (which I have refused to divulge the title because they
didn’t pay me for publicity), I ran into someone I had known since my childhood – Charles. We had not seen each other in ages and we hugged and kissed and talked at the same time and laughed and got our companions angry because we neglected them. We made quick introductions and bade our goodbyes after exchanging numbers and BB pins.

On my way home, I couldn’t help but laugh at a particular incident that happened while I was younger. I shared it with my
friend and now I’m gonna share it with you.

Charles, few years older than me, used to be the hunk of our street. As a young girl, I used to wonder how a boy could look so good in everything; school uniform, house wear, sportswear and even towel (nah, not what you’re thinking. My mom sent me to his mom’s once and I was lucky to see that).

I used to dream about becoming Mrs Charles and my friends used to tease me about him. But then it was only a harmless little girl crush. Then when I was 13, I felt I was growing into a woman, my boobs were growing (erm …and so was every part of my body) and of course my crush for Charles intensified.

He told me one afternoon that he liked me and I was elated! I was going to marry Charles afterall!

Then one day in his house, we decided to try out kissing. My heart raced, adrenaline pumping fast. This was just miraculous! We closed our eyes and drew our mouths closer and then the next thing I saw was a flash of lightening. We drew away from each other quickly, just to find our mothers standing right in front of us. My mom pulled me aside
and gave me another slap (don’t think I can ever recover from that moment).

Charles’ mother pulled him by the ears and told him loudly in yoruba that she was going to kill him before he made her a grandma at that age.

I was humiliated and I wept my heart out. How dare my mother ruin such a divine moment!

I laugh about it now though. Some memories would never pass. 🙂



I’m a totally simple, sweet, funny down to earth girl. Extremely fun and nothing of an introvert. I’m so much into writing, I don’t have enough space left in my heart to love something else. I’m addictive and you’re not likely to let go once you know me. Twitter handle, @tomilola_coco


  1. C this babe o,so u missed@ur 1st kiss,bad child,u sef won kiss@13,if I be ur mother,I go too over beat u,yeye girl. I had fun reading sha

  2. Lmao,sm1 help me o. My ribs are aching. Mummy and Daddy game. From what part of ur brain did u bring that back Matanmi. My own experience in that field is enough to do a movie. Lol

  3. children of dis generatn!! nawa unto you o!! una no wan gree smart @all cos during my own time,wat i usually do is selecting a good location wen dealing with such interesting scenario in oda not to fall victim of some mummy catching tins u knw………..

  4. Sorry o! Your mama spoil show 4 you.
    *I love your style of writing, am a writer also, and would really love 2 meet you*
    maybe on facebook or in person

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