“Oak ville!Oak ville!! The bus conductor repeated it was obvious the bus was at a park
Many people struggled into the buses to their various destination.

I also struggled with my big echolacc bag I was on my way to school.

“pay your fare” The conductor announced.

“How much is it? ” An older woman questioned.

“Two thousand naira only, chicken change” The conductor teased.

“Go steal am for market; Or you better no collect fare from us since it’s chicken change” another young man replied.

Everyone in the bus chuckled except myself…

The bus driver ignited the bus the journey began to Oakville.

We had traveled for about two hours when the driver halted.

“Plantain chips” A young boy advertised

“Table water”

“Handkerchief”

“Puff-puff” Another girl announced.

The whole place was in total noise every seller tried to get the attention of his or her potential customers.

I whispered to the young girl selling Gala

“#100” The girl replied with smiles

“What’s your name young girl” I queried wondering why such a young girl was under the intense sun.

“Oluwadabira(God does wonders)” She replied.

“Beautiful name you bear”

“Thanks ma”

“Give me five gala” I announced

Dabira hurriedly placed her carton down to sell her goods.

The driver ignited the bus to inform passengers to conclude their buying and selling enterprise.

The Journey continued almost all passengers in the bus slept off after digesting diverse food they got from toll gate you can also expect some silencers.

A bad smell oozed out of the bus, It was so offensive. I needed air.

I peeked through the window and all I saw was God yea! The trees, the birds chirping, the road, God’s supremacy!.

I was lost in deep thought until the law enforcers beckon on our driver to stop the bus for an unknown reason.

“Where are your document?”. The policeman queried.

” Oga, the rat for my house don finish( The rat in my house had consumed the document)”.The bus driver replied.

The police officers laughed so deeply at the bus driver’s response. The bus driver also joined in the chuckles.

“Mr.man will you come down now, all passengers alight now” The police men slammed in anger with a note of command.

We all alighted from the bus like a bunch instantly.

Everyone in the bus casted awful glances at the driver I guess his head entered reset, The driver moved closer to the Policeman to plead also offering them a token.

The journey continued this time another bang busted we were stuck in traffic for about forty-five minutes. Our driver pulled out through reverse to ply another route.

“Driver, Let’s turn right” The front passenger stimulated.

The driver paid no cognizantnce to the young lady.He was so sure turning the right will only make the journey a bit longer, he was used to that location.

“Driver turn left” The passenger added.

“What is your problem? Are you the driver? Please let him concentrate and stop this distraction” An elderly man silenced her.

“Yea!That’s how so many of us treat God” My name is Pamilerin the narrator.

Fiction Freeze*

God is our driver daily his intention is that we keep silent till he drives us to our destination.

It’s so obvious that as humans we believe we understand the path and route better than the one driving us.

No wonder our life journey is filled with potholes and crooked patterns.

When we fail to sail through with God then we have planned to sail through hell.

The Journey with God may look lengthy and uneventful but in it lies safety.

Stop mouthsteering or controlling the car with your mouth leave it to the one who can handle it appropriately.

Keep calm when God is at the steering, It’s not my business which way he chooses to take me through.

Enjoy your trip and have a safe trip

THE DRIVER

DEXTERITY

Just Believe

I Believe

Lady Omolara.T.J