Some Women Have a Thing for Wall Geckos

wall gecko

Shout till you are hoarse, she would not listen. Every one has problems, most keep it well hidden under their clothes. That’s what she keeps telling you and herself. Yes he is a monster, she is aware but someone has to marry him she maintains. You ask her why it has to be her but she only shrugs saying he would change, he will become gentle. Marriage changes a man you know. It makes him gentler.

 

Talk too much and she withdraws. You must be an enemy of progress. It must be because you have been unable to find a husband. Why else will you keep finding faults in her precious man? Perhaps you should get a man first before you tell others which is good and which is bad. She would say.

 

Even when he struck her puff puff cheeks and the scar ran long and puffy, she claimed it was a Wall Gecko that did it. You said she had better run far from that wall Gecko. She gave you that look that signified she knows that you know.

 

The other day you showed her a story about the man that stabbed his wife in the neck. She exclaimed saying “the woman must have fought back” you don’t fight a man you know she told you assuming the stance of a wise old woman. You just allow them to vent their anger and soon enough they come back to normal. You don’t fight a man she repeated a far away look in her face.

 

Last Saturday when they got married, you tried hard to dance, you tried hard to smile, you tried hard to be happy for her but you couldn’t. You saw the bruises on her back, no one else did, but you saw them.

“What are those?” You asked.

“Bruises.” she replied.

“The Wall Gecko?” You asked. She didn’t reply; she only mumbled something about people not minding their business. You didn’t say any other thing.

 

Today you went to see her in the hospital, her nose is broken; the Doctor says it will mend in a crooked way. You assure her she would still look fine with a crooked nose and that you only hope it won’t be her head that gets broken next. The Gecko was there with her. You didn’t greet him, he didn’t greet you too. He knows his wife’s best friend doesn’t like Wall Geckos.

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20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. thirdpart365
    Jun 05, 2013 @ 19:23:38

    Some call it love. Others call it foolishness. Truth be told, we’ll never know.

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  2. onyinye
    Jun 05, 2013 @ 19:59:43

    Toyin ur something else……Nice one.

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  3. amaeze
    Jun 05, 2013 @ 20:06:39

    Sadly some fathers have failed to teach their sons that real men do not hit women. Getting into your car and driving away or taking a walk to relax with friends and blown off steam always works. Still, another lovely write up. Keep up the good work.

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    • toyinfabs
      Jun 06, 2013 @ 16:09:52

      Some fathers can’t teach that cos you don’t teach what you don’t know. It is well with wall Geckos and the women wey love dem jare

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    • ade
      Jun 06, 2013 @ 19:51:19

      Sadly some fathers also fail to teach their daughters that it’s okay to walk away. I remember this was one of the first ‘serious’ discussions my dad and I had and he said, if your husband ever hits you, don’t even take anything, your room is always yours. I think that is also important.

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  4. Dupe K.
    Jun 05, 2013 @ 20:52:53

    What a sad, desperate situation! Yet, what compelling write-style too. Well done!

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  5. Rittygirl
    Jun 05, 2013 @ 21:06:48

    Eku ise my dear. Good one!

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  6. Im_a_MARVEL
    Jun 05, 2013 @ 21:12:02

    Hmmm… I’m close to saying she deserved more than a crooked nose. If a man can bruise u jst before marrying him, and u still went ahead, girl u need help.
    Seems easier said than done, but u jst have to find the strength to move on. U’ll mourn him for a while, but u’ll get over it someday.

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  7. Olumide
    Jun 06, 2013 @ 07:17:28

    Lovely, well-written Toyin. Great stuff to kindle my innards with this morning. Howdy?

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  8. Yetunde
    Jun 06, 2013 @ 07:18:45

    I pray she doesn’t visit her when she won’t notice because she will soon be in a morgue o!

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  9. monebi modupe
    Jun 09, 2013 @ 07:49:08

    Just read dis,took ma time,cuZ toyinfab stories shdnt be rushed,geckos indeed.imagine some who av these geckos as fathers,,I tink that’s even worse..welldone iya

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  10. abluckyi
    Jun 10, 2013 @ 20:08:14

    Whenever i come across such stories i wonder why on earth one would remain with such a person…anyways, Wall Geckos deserve love too.

    Reply

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