THE MAMA PUT SELLER AND THE JAZZ

There was one Mama Put for Yaba, Mama T. Her food sweet pass anything. Her jollof rice fit make man forget him wife name.

Every day, people queue for her shop from morning to night.

But other Mama Put sellers for street no dey sell anything. Dem dey jealous.

One day, one of them went to babalawo to do jazz for Mama T, make her customers stop coming.

Babalawo gave him one black powder. Said, "Go and pour it in front of Mama T shop at midnight."

The man did it. Midnight, he went and poured powder.

Next morning, Mama T came to shop, saw powder. She thought it was dirt. She swept it, packed it, threw it away.

Then she cooked as usual.

But something strange happened. That day, customers doubled! People who never ate Mama Put before, came. Even the jealous Mama Put sellers' customers left them and came to Mama T.

The jealous man ran to babalawo: "Baba, your jazz no work! Instead her customers increased!"

Babalawo looked at him and laughed: "My son, I gave you blessing powder, not curse powder. Mama T is a good woman, she prays every morning before cooking, she feeds beggars for free. No evil can touch her. The powder you poured was to bless her business more."

The man went back and begged Mama T for forgiveness.

Mama T smiled and said: "My son, come and eat free jollof. No need for jazz, if you want customers, cook with love."

From that day, all the Mama Put sellers became friends and they all started cooking with love.

Moral: You cannot spoil a good person's work with bad mind. Goodness is the strongest jazz.

Say "Story" again, I get full bag.
The boy who wanted to fly is already in my head. I can continue that story for you.

THE BOY WHO WANTED TO FLY - PART 2

Remember Chidi? The boy who jumped from roof with umbrella and fell inside gutter?

After that day, everybody in the street started calling him "Chidi Umbrella."

They laughed at him. Even his classmates laughed.

But Chidi did not stop. He started reading books about aeroplanes. He would go to library every day. He would draw aeroplanes in his notebook.

One day, his teacher asked: "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Other children said: Doctor, Lawyer, Footballer.

Chidi stood up: "I want to build aeroplanes."

Whole class burst into laughter. "Umbrella boy wants to build aeroplane!"

Chidi's Mama was worried. She told his Papa: "This boy's head don spoil."

Papa said: "Leave him. Let him dream."

Chidi finished secondary school. He was the best in Physics and Maths. He got scholarship to study Engineering in university.

In university, he built a small drone with his friends. It flew! For 10 minutes! The whole school celebrated.

After university, he got a job in America, in a company that builds real aeroplanes - Boeing.

First day he entered the company, he saw a big aeroplane. He touched it and cried.

He called his Mama: "Mama, I don fly o! I am not flying with umbrella again, I am building the thing that flies."

Mama cried too.

Now, when Chidi comes to Lagos, he drives to his old street. Children gather around him. He tells them:

"They laughed at me when I jumped with umbrella. But the umbrella taught me one thing - if you want to fly, you must be ready to fall first."

And now nobody calls him Umbrella boy again. They call him Engineer Chidi, The Man Who Flies.

Wanna make I continue to Part 3? Where Chidi builds his own aeroplane for Nigeria?