It’s refreshing leaving the house early on a Sunday morning as this. Few people, less traffic, less drama.
But immediately I dropped off the (public transport) troski at the Lapaz Ecobank, I heard ‘sssss’ behind me. I never respond to that call unless it’s intense so I turned.
It was an old man (looking quite strong) pushing a bicycle. He beckoned me to stop and I did reluctantly.
“I don’t know anyone here. Moreover, why would any beggar single me out among a lot of commuters? Maybe he has a divine message for me as usual” I thought while watching him push his rickety bike towards me.
“Madam good morning. Please give me Gh2 cedis to buy porridge (koko). My name is Attah, I am a twin.”
His twin statement forced a laughter out of me immediately. I looked at him laughing. I don’t know why I found it very amusing but why did he have to add that?
“Okay, I don’t have Gh2 cedis. Do you care for Gh1 cedi?”
“Yes, I’ll appreciate it. Thank you.”
I reached for my bag and handed him the money smiling. Whatever got me beaming must be fascinating. Definitely the twin touch.
I hardly give out money to strangers but it’s kinda weird how I did that willingly.
If the trick was the twin, then it worked on me. Who knows, maybe I’m going to have twins someday (never thought of that, though).
But hey, I won’t be alone. I noticed he moved to talk to other people. Whatever format he was using on them must be funny as well because I saw a few of them smile. Funny old man 😀