Blurtconnect Games Season 2-week 2 - Open Mic Comedy (A Pry into my Childhood) - @utibeoeffiongart Entry

Hi great blurtants. I trust we are doing great. Today I bring to us an Open Mic Comedy which is actually a contest on writing about a joke that took place at a time. As a way of introduction, am a member of team Greatness and we are made for greatness. Below is my entry for this week's contest.

Joke 1
My comedy spans down to my very young age when I was in the primary school. Primary 4 to be precise. I attended the school with my junior brother which he was in primary 2 at the time. The name of the school is King Solomon International schools down at Akwa Ibom State here in Nigeria.

It all happened when the closing day approached and me and my brother were miss informed about the date the school will be closing. And in the tradition of the school there is always a party at the end of every term before your result will be issued to you. And because of miss information or what I don't know we went to school to days before the closing date with our party uniform 😭😭. And guess what it was a native attire we wore🤦.

This was a very embarrassing moment I must say😂. Imagine that a whole school only me and my brother wearing a party uniform to roam the school with everyone playing around with their school uniform. One bad thing about this whole issue is that a private school is not like a public school were the children they understand or mind thier business, in a private school we were the talk of every student that passed😂. Because of that, me and my brother had to be going about together like rejected stones.

From that day hence I swore not to make such a mistake again in my life☺️☺️.

Joke 2
This particular joke really gets me laughing every time I remember it though. This one happened still as a young boy in my primary 6 which I was about 8 years old. It was in the evening and my mum came back from the market and prepared a soup I had told her earlier in the day not to prepare that I don't like it, which is vegetable soup at that time ooo, not now again that I have grown up were there is no one to pet me again I eat all kinds of food o no selection😂.

So after she made the soup I was very angry, when the food was placed in front of me I started crying and rejected the food running out of the house with the mind set that my mum will come begging me to come eat as she always do. Unfortunately, this time it never happened, she allowed me to go were ever I liked till the night came and since I wanted to prove stubborn I stay at the varendar of a neighbors house.

Unfortunately for me, I woke up into the night in the hands of my mother, at that point I knew that my own had finished. To cut the long story short my flogging that night was something to keep in the achive of my memory.

Since then I train my self to enjoy all the food that is brought before me😁😁.

Thank you very much for the opportunity to share my little story with you. Let's blurt on