It happened a long time ago…I was no more than 12, and still in Junior Secondary School. My dad and his driver had come to pick me up from school in the Eastern part of Nigeria, and we were headed back to the West.
We left quite late, and after a while it became pitch black, the only supply of light coming from the car’s head lamps. All of a sudden
gboa!
A gun shot.
The car swerved, and the driver almost lost control.
In raw paternal instinct, my dad pulled me to himself, put my head on his laps, and covered me with his flowing gown (oh, a father’s love!).
The driver kept moving, but my dad ordered him to stop.
“Ha Oga”! the driver exclaimed…”they could be armed robbers”…
No, my dad said…it’s the police…stop!
So the driver stopped. My dad got down and went to speak with the police officers.
Of course it wasn’t the driver’s fault…he hadn’t seen them…
Can you imagine dark skinned police men in black uniforms, in pitch darkness…no lamps or other source of light…how could anyone see that there was a check point there?
My dad introduced himself as an SPO, and asked to speak with the most senior officer present…
The officer who fired the shot started to complain about the bullet he had wasted and how he was going to explain that to his superior officers…
Luckily my dad knew the state’s commissioner of police, and mentioned his name…he told the officers his name and told them to mention it to the state CP and all would be alright (Trust Naija…man know man!).
At the mention of their boss’ name, and the familiarity with which my dad called it, the officers calmed down and even became friendly and respectful…
After apologising for scaring them (they all dived into the bush when the car sped past) and not stopping at the check point (despite it not being our fault at all) we continued on our way…
If not for God, that gun shot could have hit one of us, and who knows, I may not be here today…For that, I give all thanks and praise to my Father in Heaven…
Have you ever been shot at? What was the experience like?
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