RED SANDAL

RED SANDAL

Christmas comes with his various colors, from green to purple yellow and what have you but the assume or prefer color which brighten up the mood for the season and still stand to be corrected still is red, xmas in every part of the continent has finally come not without his shortcoming from the liberal country to god’s own and finally to the dark country brings its distinctive smell, in a open-minded nation where everything is already planned to perfectly suit there citizens, a red double-decker bus appear from no where more like a xmas magic park right in front of Alex ‘hello Alex ready for school today’ said the bus driver ‘yes sir I’m happy to attend school today’ its that right you’ve not been happy going to school all this time ‘no mate this time of the year in school is different its the last day in school before the Christmas break’ said Alex ‘oh I get it now the last day is the best day bus driver state ‘I only pray the climate will smile on us Alex express’ you can say that again last winter was terrible, the weather is definitely looking down on us’ perhaps we can start by saying the queen wishful prayer’ Alex suggested ‘oh mother queen let not the horrible conditions of last winter befall us again Amen’ alright may the lord hear our prayer, Alex I believe this your stop’ yes thank you have a nice day and merry Christmas’ merry Christmas to you as well’ said the driver. ‘Santa Claus is coming to town’!!!! Scream the driver ‘for God so love us he died for our sins; oh am I fortunate to live in God’s own very country’ this very driver is in a electrify mood though had to apply the full brake to stop his single-decker bus and pick up Alex already waiting at the bus station ‘hey what’s up Alex the bus driver still buzzing, what’s up G with a very calm voice Alex walk straight to his seat. ‘So Alex tell me brother do think this coming xmas will be a hitch free one’ ‘most definitely G without doubt’ Alex state ‘ waoh that’s very confident of you boy’ said the bus driver ‘of course I had to be, the hurricane is gone’ Alex declare ‘that’s very true, anyway why don’t you give me one of your freestyle before we call it a day’ the driver request ‘oh yeah you real feel my freestyle’  ‘damn right I feel it all over me so let’s go Alex’ alright alright is on me oh damn what was that’ ask Alex I’m sorry about that Alex that was a big damn pot hole’ the driver apologies little did we know the almighty god’s country have its own pot hole. Go on with your freestyle Alex ‘okay let’s go is on me about to did my freestyle but had a hiccup no thanks to the damn pot hole in God’s own country but not to worry is xmas time  yeah xmas in new York here it comes here it comes spread love in xmas time is the new York way new York new York better hurry and make your wish before Santa pass on to the next level xmas in my street is all about the Benjamin cos money make the damn world go around 360 degrees  to angle 90 but watch it that angle is a no go area this right here is about 11 degrees, ladies and gentleman better lace your boot cos we are now at final bus station peace I’m out. ‘Great Alex you made my day a hip hop one merry hip hop Christmas to you boy’ said the driver ‘happy Christmas to you G peace and love’. Oshodi oke!! [a shout of the destination of the bus with so much hassle on the part of the bus conductor on the destination of the bus] enter with your change [the bus conductor urging the commuters to be with their correct fares] in the dark country evening time is rush hour, Alex had to run after each yellow with black strip bus that call her destination, finally she was able to jump in one of the moving bus ‘huh time to take a deep breath’ she said. she had to inhale and waiting to exhale the smoke coming out from the long vehicle exhaust pipe all she can say is merry Christmas to the bus conductor, the bus conductor on the other hand ask ‘kilo se’ merry Christmas [what is wrong with merry Christmas] Alex keeps mum, she notice the last thing the bus conductor want to talk about is Christmas, she alight from the bus walking along the dark road that leads to her house the only light she can see is the moon light and her red sandal. Welcome back Alex says her friends they did not know she is the one but they knew that’s her red sandal. Happy blackout Christmas.