‎Day 0054 of 1000 Days.
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‎The Secret Source of My Father's Wealth
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‎Part Fourteen.
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‎'Danjuma, you already saw Dan, my gate keeper, yesterday', Mr Kunle muttered quietly as he entered my room. 
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‎It was a cool day and I realized that Dan can be a shorten form of Danjuma. I smiled and continued to go through the article Mr Kunle gave me yesterday. He told me to be reading it so as to re-ignite my reading skill. 
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‎We moved to the kitchen and I saw a wiry man. 'This is Bob, my chef'. I stared at Bob. And for what looked like eternity, I contemplated on how a man in charge of food can look so unfed. Even his 'Nice to meet you, sir', was brushed away by my thoughts.
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‎'He is in charge of food but he looked as if he does not eat at all', I whispered into Mr Kunle's ears. 
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‎Mr Kunle laughed out loudly. 'Do not be rude, Danjuma'.
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‎I smiled and Bob smiled too. I think that was a theatrical display to camouflage his aching embarrassment. But did he hear me?
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‎We marched to the laundry and I saw the laundry man. He was as wiry as the Chef. What was the chef's name again? Hum... I would find out later. 
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‎'This is Muhammed. He is in charge here', Mr Kunle chuckled and then sniffed. Why did he chuckle? Muhammed must be a jester. I had thought.
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‎'Oga Danjuma, Oga Kunle don tell me about you wella'. No wonder Mr Kunle chuckled. Muhammmed was definitely a village boy who saw not the school walls.
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‎As we moved out of the laundry room, I was left wondering why Mr Kunle's house helps are all male.
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