There was a day in my life that I will never forget when I was walking on the roadside and I came across meat that someone was selling, so I had to get some to eat, and when I finished eating, I insisted on getting a toothpick so I could remove the particles that got stuck on my tooth, so I left the place with the toothpick in my mouth.

A friend of mine saw me and rushed to gist with me, but when he reached me, he saw a toothpick on my mouth, so he started laughing, and when I asked him what was wrong, he was still laughing, and when I pressurized him to know, he looked at me and told me when did garri start hanging on teeth to catch me, and I was ashamed of the way people turned to look at me while at the same time laughing at me.

My friend gave an insult. I can never forget in a hurry, but still, I have not stopped drinking garri. I can't stop before I die of hunger when I still have garri.

Though garri has its effects on men, we don't have other options than to help ourselves.

Back then, in my secondary school days, I do remember a friend of mine who drank garri to the extent that he would come to school with garri in his school bag, and when he was feeling hungry, he would just visit a friend whose house was close to school and drink his garri. When we discovered this, we would be laughing at him, not knowing that one good turn deserves another. I used to laugh at him, but now that I am in a high institution, someone gave me the insult of my life.

Even at that, I spoke with my mom two days ago. Guess what she asked me? Your garri is finished. Cool, catch me. I recall how my Friend insulted me, and I had nothing to do but smile.