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Clash of Love

The love fostered between a child and mother during the months of gestation exhibits itself in various ways after the birth of the child. But none is as heartbreaking as the defiance a child exudes or as fascinating as the audacity in a mother's modus of discipline. We could point to the "wooden cane" and koboko made especially for the purpose of teaching sense.   But mothers would have none of those. They have mastered the art of improvising certain tools that many of us have almost forgotten the actual use of these domestic items. Slippers, broom, their hands and the garri turner. The skill with which mothers implement these weapons of mass instruction dwarfs a skilled knight's use of his sword. The arsenal is not restricted to these four. As the need arises mothers are ever prepared to use anything on their child to pass an object lesson. Once I was sent to buy pepper of Twenty Naira. It took me two hours before I returned from that errand, what shoul