Happy Birthday To My Elon Musk(Daddy)🎉

Every day has a noteworthy occurrence; I can recall every detail of my write-up. I mentioned something about Father; at this age, I should be taking responsibility, doing the things fathers should be doing, and in this relieving him of tasks, I know most people go broke, or should I say, run out of funds at some moment, and they need support, but a situation where you keep asking Dad for little things like recharge cards, money to buy clothes, change shoes, and very minimal stuff that can be easily afforded by a young adult of 23 years and above, it become very appealing..

	Happy Birthday To Daddy, My Elon Musk

So, as I mentioned in my last post several months ago, I intended to surprise Dad with the tiny token I had; arranging a birthday party was part of the plan, but many things went wrong. My phone was stolen at church, and my Facebook account, on which I ran digital ads to entice users to buy the premium app version, was suspended. It happens to all advertisers; this does not imply that I did anything wrong. I became somewhat destabilised, but I still had this plan upstairs.

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Let's cut it short. This very day on the 24th of August, we planned to celebrate Dad's birthday. We intended to catch him off guard. 1 week to this day, we made a quick preparation. Thanks to this beautiful woman, Mum, the mastermind of this surprise birthday party, she had already bought everything for this preparation. My elder sis made the cake ready; her friend was the one who baked it. We got it delivered from Uyo to Nung Udoe in the evening. Mum drove down there to get it from her. Dad almost caught them on returning, but I was swift enough to make my cousin, who was holding the cake, divert to the front entrance. We hid the cake somewhere because refrigerating it in our deep freezer will get our plans exposed.

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After morning church services, which I didn't attend since I was a bit down in health, Mum and my sis began food preparation. The food they prepared was jollof rice, and chicken parts were fried. Their timing was perfect. Before 4pm my dad was supposed to be in the evening fellowship since he is the chapter leader. I went to the junction to review street fruit vendors, and when I returned, literally everything was set and done, but the party didn't begin.

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I went straight to the parlour and asked Mum if we should begin, and she said yes. We began singing the popular birthday song; we echoed slowly and rhythmically. The tone reached Dad's room, and he thought we were just joking. Mum went into his room and brought him out; he was so shocked that on seeing the cake he had to rush in in surprise. He sat on the sofa and raised his hands up like a king signalling a continuation of the praise. We, on the other hand, were so happy that he was happy; some of us giggled... Dad was very funny this time....

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	Mum and Dad

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At the mention of the 3 Godheads, Dad cut the cake. He said some words of prayers, and we wished him prosperity and long life. He also prayed for us, and after all, we shared the food with everyone, including visitors and neighbours. We took some pictures in the serenity of nature. Daddy left for the evening service, and that's how the day ended. We ate our own share of the cake and food...

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Happy Birthday in arrears once again.

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