THE CURIOUS MIND; FRANKBAMBAM DESK

I keep feasting on this.Where are our minds located?where do our hearts lie?where do our thoughts stem from?.
"Your heart pumps blood through your body".Mr Abdul never misses that line each time he teaches intergrated science.Infact !To him,it is a sweet song.

Was that the only function of this organ?Baffling then!why does granny keep screaming "this man is heartless"anytime Steven seagal breaks the bone of a bad guy in a movie?Or does this famous organ make one merciful too?

Mr Abdul points to the center of his chest while discussing the "heart"and same does granny during her bouts of exclamations.So am thinking that as regards it's residence,they both are on the same page.

"Their minds are rotten and their thoughts evil".This is the reverend speaking on Sunday during his sermon.That statement is directed towards our country's leaders.Members of the congregation nod their heads in approval of his speech,but none is concerned with the fact that his little finger is pointing to the center of his chest again.

The mind!Is that an organ too?Mr Abdul never mentioned that in his class ooh!On the Friday before now,he had gone further to show us a schema showing the human body with the heart sitting at the centre of the thorax.Wait a minute!Or maybe the mind was a tiny plug embedded within the heart.Yes!that is what it is.

Then I observed the way the communicants intertwine their fingers in front of their chest after they've been made to believe that "Jesus"had entered their hearts and cleansed their minds and thoughts.That was the answer .How did I manage to miss the obvious?

I am running out of the church building to the kiosk outside jubilantly.The thirst of curiosity has being seemingly quenched.I have some coins in my pocket and I think I deserve a few sweets.Daddy always said "celebrate your accomplishments".This is indeed a feather in my cap.

In my hurry,I bump into the church usher.As I meet his stare,I perceive disdain.i know his blaming the church for not having a Sunday school stand."Little kids like you should not be allowed to compromise the serenity of the church".I bet those are his thoughts right now.I manage a sneer as I stare at his chest reading his mind.He looks down at me and with his index finger pointing to the side of his head,he asks"Have you lost your mind"?.I feign a face filled with remorse,then he sends me back to my seat.

On my way back to my seat,I giggle when I see a mental picture of his finger pointing to his head as he asks about the whereabouts of my mind.At this point ,I realize that he is not only a mean man but also an ignorant fellow,
Culled from"The people we love"
Frank Bambam

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