WHAT YOU ARE HOLDING DOES NOT MAKE SENSE TO ME!!! (MY ENCOUNTER WITH THE POLICE)

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Chale,  today,  I had my first run in with the law. Chale,  it wasn't easy ooo.

Where do I start from kraa???

I am so shaken up that Chale,  I don't even know what I'm typing. So forgive me for any grammatical errors I make.

OK. Let's start. I enrolled with a certain driving school in Accra.  Today happened to be my last but one day. At this point,  I had overcome the phobia of dumsor (sorry Mr President), or dumgya, as appropriately referred to in the driving circles. For the uninitiated, dumgya stands for STALLING, The process whereby a learner or inexperienced driver,  using a manual car,  is unable to proceed when he or she reaches a junction, or has to come to a temporary stop.

Anyways, I was feeling good, driving perfectly and even taking the time to enjoy the road, unlike when I first started the course, where by the time the one hour practical lecture is over,  I would need to go home and bath all over again   because of the sweat my body generates,  due to fear.

Out of nowhere, at Haatso, this policeman sees this car with the "L" plate on it,  showing that the handsome young guy behind the steering wheel is a god-fearing learner, and decides that this guy must provide the money to cater for  the coke and cake that his 10-year old class four son, going for our day tomorrow, had made noise about in the morning.

"PULLOVER"

There noor,  I know say I die.

Massa,  me I didn't have the drivers license or the learners license. To make matters worse, the front-right lights on the vehicle I was driving, had blasted kraa and was nowhere to be found.  So I was literally driving a CYCLOPS.

Chale,  my friends,  this Christmas season, don't do dull ooo. The way the people have made aggre. Even if mosquito self dey your car inside, kill am ooo.  Else this people go tell you say, the mosquito can be a hazard in your car. Instead of driving, you are now focusing on mosquitoes, how would you be able to drive defensively????

Anyway, so I pulled over, parked nicely,  and started praying that God should touch the heart of this 6 foot 7 inches man,  who looked like he stepped out from a Bolo Young movie.

He said, "no headlights, can I see your license?"

My instructor who got out of the car showed him his. Left with cyber. I hot out, went straight to him and said, 

"DADDY, I BEG"

The man just went into his car to go and pull the tickets. At this point,  I suddenly understood the meaning of the proverb, "if Moses does not go to the mountain, the mountain will come to him."

There noor, Selasie Kwame Atitsogbui of #pixslrate studios passed by and mentioned my name. 

YAWA OOOO

SO what choice did I have? I quickly reached into my pocket and pulled out one green note. The mafia police man took one look at what I had in my hand and said the famous words which I would never forget in my life.

WHAT YOU ARE HOLDING DOESN'T MAKE SENSE TO ME !!!!

I quickly dug deep down into my pocket, and rummaged for some coins. When the police woman sitting at the back of the police vehicle realised that I was thinking of adding smaller denominations, she shook her head fiercely and said, add one of the ten Ghana and come and give it to me.

Ei Ghana.

How we go do am???

God bless our homeland Ghana.

Cyber.