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Madam Shola had always been a very friendly woman ever since I knew her - which was like all my life. One of my funniest memories of her was when her humour made its finest appearance.

It was a surprisingly rainy Sunday morning some Decembers ago, and we had just closed from church. My wife and I were dashing to the car hand in hand as it drizzled.
"Mr and Mrs Lovebird", madam Shola called.
I recognized her voice and stopped to say hello to her.
"Good morning ma"
"Sam, look at you! You're glowing" she exclaimed, turning to my wife she added "Mercy, you're doing a great job, I give you an A". She said using her right forefinger to make a swoosh in the air. We all laughed.

First of all, my name is not Sam neither is it Samuel. Madam Shola had never called me by my name. Never. I'd gotten tired of correcting her and never bothered anymore.

Sighting mercy's protruding belly she opened her mouth in mock surprise.
"I see what you did here, Sam"
"It's not me, it's all the Lord's doing" I replied
Madam Shola rolled her eyes at me
"Our saviour has been born already, you better own up to your..."
"OK ok, mummy Sholz, I'm about to be a dad" I cut her short.
"My boy is about to be a daddy, praise God!" She announced to the parking lot.

It was quite embarrassing and hilarious at the same time, and that is why Madam Shola is one of my favorite people.

This is entirely fiction. Like totally fiction, all resemblance to real people alive or dead is coincidence.

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