@Tangled

Not every time do one gets to have whatever that you wants in life Even the light can be amiss or then not seen awhile Not that it'll never be.

You can't smoke it, one can't hide it

If one gives water Another receives it And then use it in working for what nearly all uses

What one's another one's given. And what's given, one uses for the benefits of all.

You didn't say it Now, I'm saying it. Thank you.

Whatever you've that's living— Take like the signet ring.

If one'd known when death's approaching.

If there's anything that one makes, so do another.

Then mother would say again— Your father don't have a work that's longly doing. You needs to find a work.

Most of the times, mother would ask, "I didn't know what we'll cook. And it's money."

Thank you for your word that caused me to succeed and finding more opportunities.

Thank you very much. You know I'll say it. Now, thank you very, very much. Even for the money and provision.

Chibuzor... Mama Sopuru called. And he replied...

Ajd that's in the sense of saying these "Ị maghị ụra n’oge, ka ị ga-eteta n’oge."

A mother used to say to his son, "You won't sleep earlier so you'll wake up earlier."

It's not like she spends her money on what's not trading. But rather, she spends her money on buying of food; making food for the family and sustaining almost all. Even the neighboring people eats of her food. As she'd be given by them mostly.

It's painful to see that she works earnestly hard. And yet, have to complain about having no enough money.

Even when she's doing hair dressing, his child would stick closely to her at the shop— Even during the nights and mornings. Almost all the times. And then the male child will stick to the father at the times of spending in the village whenever they both do the traveling.

It's funny that she loves to smile, but only end up worrying and burden with the load that she's to carry. She's a caring, loving and nourishing mother while she's living.

And then mother would scream, "Hey! Who's eaten all the food from the pot?!"

And she used to say— If you're hungry, there's enough in the pot that you can take. Eat, till you're fully satisfied.

My mother used— It's not by staying Idle as you'd. You should go out, find a work doing.

You didn't greet Mama Ezeobi And neither do you greet Mama Kamsi And even Mama Chinwendu And neither do you greet all that passes by

If there are words, what's the answer then.

You said M and then E is taken from your mind so you won't say it. That M is given as the greeting, then in recalling, the mind forgets its presence.

Then in returning, he said to him, "Ogbuefi Good evening sir."

Upon going the neighboring man greets, "Ogbuefi Good morning sir." And he received the answer, "Brother..."

Not all eats food on Sundays. Even at the rest of the day of the Sunday There's they— Even he, she or it that hungers. And more, like the Fridays, of a different religion.

The way you cooks, isn't the way another might've his or hers or theirs, or its cooked.

Not all that cooks food, does so with the fish or meat.