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Chapter 5 - The Holy Day...

Ah, Sundays, a specially reserved day to serve the lord Jesus then act like he doesn't exist the other six days, one major thing I've noticed was the fact that on Sundays, people would get all ready to head to church, first of all you get all ready, make your self up and other shit, you tryna look all pretty you want to show off the expensive cloth collection in your cupboard under the pretense that you wanna go thank God for all he gave you, shut the fuck you showoff, basically everyone does it and it's real shitty

Next dumb stuff was when it's time to read the bible, one would bring out a phone of which the bible app is downloaded but here's the problem, yeah we all know you're reading the holy bible, please keep it to yourself, why are you gonna be showing me your expensive seventy thousand dollar cellphone, bro no one came to church to be distracted by your money collection, you've showed off on social media enough, come serve God in silence or serve him from your goddamn cribs.

These were my thoughts this early morning as I had woken up lying in bed, I almost hated going to church but I really loved praying to God and asking Jesus for help because you know we're all nothing without our heavenly beings. Church is no longer where God is worshipped, it's where people show off their wealth collection, the religious make money off the worshippers and everyone pretends like life is all fine, I wonder how I was gonna hustle up and at the end of the day, have a religious rip me off of those earnings all in the name of God's blessings, So I've gotta pay for my own father's blessings which he clearly promised me in the holy book?.

The most annoying part will always remain the fact that a middle class man, struggling to feed himself and his family will have to put almost all he has and all that goes to the pockets of someone who doesn't do any work or care for you, Only Jesus can save this world. The height of it was when you'll be told that nothing you offer the lord is too small but when a seemingly big guy turns up with two thousand dollars in church for harvest and stuff, there would be an out roar but when a regular guy pulled out two dollars because that was all he or she has, the church would go quiet and some would offer the faintest applause which seemed like he was being ridiculed, then all of a sudden it was some kind of dumb competition because of a simple thanksgiving at harvest, it was quite disheartening if you think about it...

"Mother, Harry is thinking again." Nandy said peeping into my room as she had quietly squeaked my door open.

"Ain't today we all realized Harry was an atheist." Mother said. Whoa, these people were down right dumb, certified stupid I tell you. Not going to church or any other religious place to serve God doesn't make you pagan or atheist, you can decide to not go any of all these religious places but still love God with all your heart and pray to him. Seventy percentage of the attendees of certain religious places don't even wanna be there but they're there either because of fear of the wrath of God because they were taught that it wasn't good enough to serve God in private which was clearly contradicted righteously by Jesus, or because it was where they were only opportuned to meet up with a certain someone, because of what society will say or simply because of parents or guardian. Besides hadn't God gave us all free will and isn't that simply what I'm exercising?.

"Harry, your lackadaisical attitude towards religion, education and other vitals of human existence is highly baffling." Nandy stated to me.

"Nandy Patricia Oziomachukwuka Melon." She stared at me for a minute then replied.

"Yup, that's my name... full name, wonder why it was needed to be called upon."

"You're gonna head to church today right?."

"Yes because that's the normal thing to do."

"Let me finish, when you enter that church, you're gonna act all holy and saintly, playing all the gospel music in the universe, right?, you're even doing that right now!."

"Yup, because today is a Sunday." I nodded.

"Because today is a Sunday." I repeated with a smile still nodding.

"You got a problem with that?."

"Lemme finish, every other day of the week, you're gonna be like, hey dude, fuck you, bitch!, and you're gonna be dancing all around, she make it clap, clap, clap she make it clap, that's some wet ass pussy, macaroni in a pot, wet ass pussy and other motherfucking shitty stuff y'all keep spitting..." Nandy just had her hand on my table, other akimbo, one leg crossed over the other, I knew her alot to know if she wasn't interested, she would've argued her heart out and I would let her win for my own mental health and peace, before I wouldn't, it was argue till the death, we were younger back then but now, self love, sanity and a stable mental health was all to die for.

"Harry, bro, do you know why I keep standing around listening to all the junk you keep spitting?."

"Because I'm always correct."

"No." she said, "It's simply because, I know you're so dumb and intellectually naive, morally dishonest and aware of your irrelevance to the world that you decide to seek relevance only in the cocoon of your own imagination and beliefs." I stared at her, unshaken, she insulted me alot and now it had no meaning anymore, well a little did but it wasn't as effective as before.

"Nandy, we were simply bickering, I wonder what warranted the insults?."

"Look Harry, you said you were stating facts and I'm also stating facts too, since we all decide to be stupid, then we can be stupid together."

"Glad you finally realize the state of your mind, you've lived in abject stupidity all your life."

"Funny, I now finally realize why you're so broke, you're too arrogant to go get a job and prefer to keep swiping Jane's credit card any chance you've got." She said, we we're literally screaming at the top of voices.

"Oh because your numerous girlfriends are ready to spend on you and you have boys stupid enough to fight over an ugly crap like you."

"Well I've got steady cash and you've got none and as far as they were legit bucks, fuck you!." she stuck up her middle finger at me, I definitely hated that sort of mockery. I made to hit her but mother came just in time to grab my hand.

"Will the two of you just shut the fuck up?." she said , glad it wasn't Jane, she would've quickly grounded me downright. "Y'all meant to be getting ready for church, well you Nandy but you both decide to bicker the day away."

"Nandy started it..." I said.

"Liar!." she shouted.

"Harry Tobias Chukwunazaekpere Melon..."

"Ha!, serves you right for calling my full name earlier..." Nandy got the death stare from mother and she quickly shut up.

"Harry, you should never hit women, especially your sister, firstly, she's older than you, next, she's a lady and you're stronger and she's super fragile, respect women..." she said with a stern face.

"But she bugged me first... And she's basically a man..." I said already clenching my fists.

"No matter what." she said taking a hold of my clenched fists and releasing them. "Even if she bugs you first, be calm, it's what we do and if you want women to like and appreciate you, you've gotta keep up with everything we do and when it gets terribly bad, you can caution us carefully... oh, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend." Nandy laughed. I looked at them both and walked out of there, I needed a chill drink.

"Aren't y'all gonna be late for church, I think Jane hunking the horns." I said while leaving my room.

"Oh no, we're really late, Jane's gonna be just mad!."Debra said and I rolled my eyes, she looked at her watch and turned to me. Nandy ran to her room to get her wallet.

"Your lackadaisical attitude towards life..." she turned to say. "We'll talk about it later."

"Mother, mom's waiting." Nandy said. They left shutting the door behind them and I went to find myself something to eat. Was it just me or were women suddenly getting more privileges than men?, I mean I'm happy and all that women weren't sex slaves, just simply made for the kitchen and all those shit but it seemed like women were getting more privileges and rights at the expense of men and our mental health.

Women rights were definitely BS, it's cool though that women have freedom of speech and movement and all that stuff but some women should actually get lower hours at work than men or maybe the men should get lower hours at work, which ever works best for the couple. Why do I say so?. Look, someone should be at home to take care of the kids, one should be more invested into making loads of cash meanwhile still trying to make out time for the kids while the other one should be heavily invested in making loads of time for the kids meanwhile still trying to make them good good cash best they can, and why's that?. Say for example a teacher teaches your kids some shitty stuff, clearly the parents ain't in school too so it's the parent's responsibility to ask and go through what the kid has been taught and immediately correct the wrong ones so that it would be established that all the kid knew was strictly from the parents.

"Another example is when they're watching television or patronizing social media, the parents need to be in close watch of what the kids were consuming because social media teaches faster and more catchier than the best schools or teachers, it's a race between parents and the world to see who feeds him or her knowledge faster and more convincingly, so it's the parents' responsibility to win the race by starting early in life like almost immediately they're born, always being one step ahead by tracking what the school teaches which is easier if you establish to the child's brain that he or she should tell you all and you mean all that they're being told, the kinda fun they have and all, And also tracking the television and social media by having a firm grip of the algorithm. You can't control the algorithm but you can indeed influence the algorithm and it's best you do so before the algorithm influences and controls your kid.

One parent always has to be at home to keep the children in check, if you leave your child aloof, the world won't take your permission to train them for you the way they know best, so pick wisely today, your job making you banks, or your lovely kids' future because a child always has to be better than the parents... it has been established, choose wisely.

And why the fuck am I talking to myself?, no one's motherfucking hearing me, thank you Jesus!.