"MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY! DIVA COMING THROUGH!"
Hamz called out as I
descended the stairs into the sitting room where Karl and QT were busy
playing a video game, I smiled, playfully pushing him away by his head
then theatrically sashayed into the kitchen, Hamz continued,
"Kim...kim....kimmy!"
He yelled after me, taking repeated flashed shots
of me with his phone acting like a papparazzo
" Who the hell is kim?"
Mom asked with food in her mouth from the dining table where she was
having brunch,
"It's your son.. his new name now is kim adagiri-east"
He
jokingly replied, Mom simply hissed, going back to digging into her
meal, Hamz went further, asking her if she knew who kim kardashian-west
is, she shook her head which got Hamz retreating his head slightly in
mock shock,
"You don't know who kim kardashian is?...Lolz, you are a
bigger diva than mariah carey"
He said which got me laughing so hard it
echoed around the house, Mom felt a little embarrassed, wondering if she
was suppose to know who kim was and she didn't,
" Is she a nobel peace
prize winner?"
She asked, this got all of us...including QT and Karl who
were playing a video game in the sitting room roaring with laughter,
"Oh please you trolls, leave my kimmy alone and you can't all blame Mom
for not knowing who kim is...am sure she's seen her pictures but might
not know she's the one"
I said, coming into the dining area with a bowl
of freshly washed apples in hand heading towards Mom who had quickly
picked up her phone to google the name kim kardashian-west, she looked
up to me, hiding behind my frame against my brothers, asked me in a
whisper how to spell the "kar-something" , I smiled and told her who
kim is,
"She's a reality tv queen Mom" ,
She simply hissed and dismissed
the search. We had run out of basic foodstuff at home and as usual,
Karl, Hamz and I were to go to the market to buy all that we needed, Mom
was a bit low on cash so she called me to her, gave me the amount she
had and said I should find a way to manage and get all that I needed,
sighing dejectedly, I rose up to get set for the market, Mom smiled,
tapping me on the shoulder in appreciation, she knew somehow, I make
things work, I manage with the limited funds I have to get the things we
needed at home,
"What would I ever do without a son like you Maj? I
love you pumpkin! "
She said after me, I simply nodded and told the boys
to get prepared. Mom went out and in fifteen minutes, we were set to go
to the market, I threw the car keys to Karl who nicely caught it and
pronto! Hamz, Karl and I entered the car, leaving lazy QT all alone at
home sprawled on the sitting room rug.
Whilst driving, all was quiet
till we got under a pedestrian overhead bridge some meters away from the
market, traffic was building up ahead of us so Karl slowly trailed
along as we wondered what was wrong, afterall, it wasn't close of work
yet but on the other side of the lane as we saw a pocket of crowd
gather, it looked like an accident had occurred and the victim, a
teenage girl had her left leg crushed, it was a gory sight and as
officers from the emergency squad arrived with their siren blaring bus
to pick up the victim, part of the girl's feet fell to the ground, it
was so graphic and gory to behold, sending goose bumps crawling all
over our skin and tears rushing to my eyes but what shocked me the most
was Karl's reaction, he suddenly went red and started getting lethargic
then suddenly shivering quite violently leading the car swerving in a
zigzag which sent pedestrians who were trying to get a glimpse of what
was happening on the other end running for their lives. Hamz grabbed
Karl from the back and managed to maneuver the car to a halt while I
jumped to the back seat and Hamz pulled Karl away from the driver's seat
to the passenger seat where I just left and took over the steering
wheels, speeding off before we got arrested by the approaching emergency
corp officers.
Hamz, after a few meters and totally in the clear of the
emergency squadron drove into a vast and empty green field for us all
to calm down and demand what went wrong,
"What the fuck was that Karl?"
He barked, very calmly and looking straight ahead, Karl began to narrate
an incident that provoked his action.
"There was a car bomb that...
what happened was, there's an Iraqi police station and right next to it
was, like, a coffee shop, and a lot of the soldiers would go there to
get coffee in the mornings. There were a lot of civilians in that area
and a car bomb just drove up and just indiscriminately killed everybody
there... soldiers and civilians and these explosions that happen are
just so enormous that body parts can fly up to a hundred meters away and
so we got to the scene, we checked it out; we were trying to secure it.
There was a lot of chaos, a lot of shit going on at the time. I was in
my truck scanning from my machine gun, and I'm scanning for anything
that could happen because that's part of the job, just sitting there
scanning and then looking over and on the side of the street there
was... there was a little girl's foot. Well, I think it was a girl
because it looked like a little pink sandal, but there was a foot still
in it. A little pink sandal with a little flower or something on it. The
shoe was so small I'm imagining the girl was no older than 6, and just
the foot was still in it, smoldered, you know, burned and smoldered and
just sitting there on the side of the road. The body parts ... I don't
know... It's not a video game. It's very real...you think about...this
was a little girl, she was obviously innocent. No way you could accuse a
child that young of being guilty and her life was snuffed out in a
second just from being in the wrong place at the wrong time. How did it
come to this madness and chaos?"
I sighed, trying to make sense of all
these but mentally connecting the dots of the dead girl to the teenage
girl whose leg got damaged, He continued
"The AAV (amphibious assault vehicle) we were in belonged to Charley
Company and was racing away from their fight at the northern bridge with
casualties for medevac. They had been hit hard and had headed through
Ambush Alley looking for help from us at our position. We all knew it
was very, very serious when a young Marine fell out of the back of the
vehicle and he was on fire.
The vehicle came to a rolling halt right in front of us, not more than
30 meters away, and I saw the crewmen who were on fire but still moving.
They were hanging out of the hatches or maybe trying to climb out, and
the men that were in the back were falling out, and they were on fire.
There were seven to nine Marines in there. ... Doc, my friend and
colleague and I ran over, and I'll never forget how dumb we were because
we didn't have our helmets or flak vests or anything...not even our
weapons, just his medical pack.
The first thing I saw was the severed leg of a Marine lying on the ramp,
so I picked that up, and I handed it to Doc. I said, "Lay this off to
the side because we're going to find who that belongs to." I thought
that if the Marine is still alive, the leg could be re-attached.
There was black smoke billowing out, and we could barely see, but we
started triage, and I went to pull a Marine out of the back, and as I
was pulling him, his upper torso separated from his bottom torso, and
all I had in my hands was his upper body. I handed Doc half of a Marine
and said, "Put this in the back of the Humvee because Marines don't
leave our dead and wounded on the battlefield; everybody comes home."
Even if it's a piece of you, I have a responsibility to your mom and dad
to bring everything back." So, the Marine grabbed it, and his eyes were
wide open, but he did exactly what he was told to do. ... We went
digging around and found a live Marine underneath two bodies. They were
lying on top of him, so we pulled them off and looked down, and from the
base of this guy's neck, all the way up to the top of his forehead, it
looked like somebody had just taken a saber and cut his head open. We
got him up, and Doc pinched the skin of his head together, and we
started to try to pull him out of this vehicle, but we couldn't do it.
We worked in there for what somebody said later was almost 45 minutes.
Getting him out of the vehicle took about three or four of the Marines
who had showed up. We yanked him out of there and put him into the back
of my AAV, It's the cold, blunt truth....but again, there was a little
girl that died. And guess what, the sad truth is that the whole
explosion was a huge set up by somebody we all knew, someone prominent
who you all probably know who was secretly trying to undermine the
efforts of the marines"
"George bush?"
I asked, he smiled, continuing,
"I have my reasons for choosing not to disclose this, it's someone
everyone knows, someone powerful and vindictive. It's to protect you
guys, he is someone who cannot be named...am so sorry to have reacted
the way I did earlier, I hope you guys understand"
KEEP UP!
wow, i love how you beautifully blended the comic part at the beginning to the sad part at the end. more often than not, people never realise the trauma ex military men go through especially those who have witnessed wars, it's sad but am happy you guys are there for karl, atleast he shows he still has his humanity intact..what if he saw the teenage girl's condition and laughed?
ReplyDelete-amber, usa
karl doesn't deserve this, the horrors he has seen can only be imagined, i suggest he goes for therapy, tell it all out, ridicule his demons...face his fears and he would be on his way to recovery and as for kim adagiri-east? lolz, i see you
ReplyDelete-Melanie, turks and caicos
i got abit confused in his story, seems alot of explosions took place at once or was it just one explosion too many kind of explosions? hamz is full on clown,lol
ReplyDelete-Vanessa sauce, wa. usa
karl is human afterall, so sad the horrors he witnessed in iraq, he is a survivor and did he say he picked up human parts? torsos and all? eww, i wanna throw up,i hope he gets better in time. reminds me of je suis karly, you should have referenced that
ReplyDelete-Ethan combs, united kingdom
i really hope you guys would continue to support and be there for karl,he's a good person and saying they were set up confirms the many conspiracy theories about the war iraq and the real motives. God bless you karl for telling your story
ReplyDelete-ibidun, leicester,england
this evoked all sorta emotions in me, karl isn't even 30 and he's seen so much, i hope he keeps his sanity, he couldn't possibly stay in a butcher shop,lol
ReplyDelete-VAUGHAN PH
that's rather insensitive of you @vauughan haba
Delete-aisha, abuja
i just want to hug karl right now, such a cute little button,i have a thing for ex-military men
ReplyDelete-Elise
you guys are...woo!
ReplyDeletei sense some illuminati stuff with the pic you used
ReplyDelete-Venus, uk
we keeping up maj
ReplyDeletei hope karl feels alright, poor guy
ReplyDelete-Belinda, australia
gosh, the horros, but why na maj, gosh, was eating
ReplyDelete-ibrahim,akure
am impressed maj and send my love to karl
ReplyDelete-ibidapo
hamz got me cracking so funny
ReplyDeletemore stories please, your family is fun
ReplyDelete-Ronke,ilorin
proud of u guys, the support u show each other is great
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