A year had gone by since my father-in-law’s passing away. Obviously no length of time could make it easier to deal with his death, much less just one year. The whole family agreed to celebrate his life and legacy. We all made contributions towards the event and each person was assigned what to do.
As the day drew near, I took some days off work and informed my children’s school that they would be off school for a few days, as we put finishing touches to our plans. There was still a lot to buy. As we packed for our travel, I realized that it would be better to travel with the live fishes that we had bought rather than make the pepper soup in Lagos before traveling. We did not want to risk feeding soured soup to our guests.
We set off on the trip to Ibadan (the largest city in Africa) very early. We placed the fishes in a 200Litre drum and covered it. We pierced the cover, made several holes to allow room for fresh air to get into the drum so that the fishes would not die before we got to Ibadan. The trip lasted less than two hours. We unpacked, freshened up and settled in to join other extended family members. We observed that a handful of the fishes had died. Guess the stress of the trip took its toll on them. Besides, they should have been transported in a much bigger vessel, so the cramped space must have accounted for some of the deaths. Good thing, we still had a lot of them still alive and swimming excitedly. The children were happy to see one another and wasted no time playing. The adults chatted away, catching up and charting the course for how the programme would go. Any time spent with family is oh so worth it.
The few days that followed were very busy ones. There was a lot of shopping, cooking, decorating and running around to make sure that everything went well. The scheduled day came and everything went well. The event was a success. Everyone was happy. We journeyed back to our various destinations. As we went back home, I couldn’t stop thinking of those poor fishes that died in the drum. Yeah, they were all meant to die eventually, but not the way they did.