Growing up in the 80s and 90s in Nigeria was a time of unforgettable and simple joys, especially for an “ajepako” kid in Oyo town.

The streets were our playground, and the creativity of children was boundless. One of my favorite pastimes was rolling a tire down the street—a simple yet thrilling activity that brought endless fun.

My father, Sikoli, as he was affectionately called by friends often sent me on errands. My trusty tyre became my vehicle of choice, and I would race down the street, even late at night, never wanting to let go. In my playful imagination, I would sometimes urinate inside the tyre, pretending it was fuel. This mischievous act once earned me the worst beating of my life, but it was all part of being a carefree, playful child.

The nights were filled with vivid dreams, often leading to the embarrassment of waking up in a wet bed. These moments, though seemingly small, were significant parts of the joy and innocence of childhood. I wonder what the G’zen bads will tell as their profound childhood memories.

Nigbati mo ranti awọn ọjọ ajepako mi, inu mi dun gaan lati ronu nipa bi mo ṣe nṣere tire lori ita. Awọn iranti wọnyi ni o fi mi le l’okan pe ọjọ ewe jẹ ẹbun nla ti ko le parun.Àwọn ọmọde G’zen, ẹ ko ni iranti rere bi awa ti a dagba ni 80s ati 90s. Ẹ jẹ ki ẹ mọ pe ẹ ti padanu nkan nla!

You think playing with gadgets all day is fun? E ma gba pe, you missed out on the real adventures.