The response I got from my Father’s Day post was overwhelming and absolutely hilarious.
Some said because my dad is really dark and I am fair, I must have been adopted, others claimed I was bleaching, while some even went ahead to advice my dad to do a DNA test, to make sure I was really his son????????.
Ok guys, just incase speculation were to evolve into fact, let me set the record straight! I was not adopted o! Neither am I bleaching! Here is a pic of my mum and she is white; as in oyinbo pepe, all the way from a small Eastern European country called Romania. My mum is from Transylvania, the birth place of the famous ‘Dracula’, who by the way, was a distant relative.?. Anyway, here is a little family history. My dad was an academic genius, who saw himself through school jumping from one scholarship to the other. He attended secondary school in Tema, Ghana and came back to Nigeria in the early 70s. According to the legend, a friend informed him that the Hungarian embassy was giving out scholarships to gifted students. My dad told me that he was so broke, he had to walk all the way from his house to the embassy, and upon getting there, he discovered that the last form was picked up a few minutes before his arrival. My poor dad was devastated and downcast and one of the guards at the embassy, seeing his state of mind, asked him to check the Romanian embassy. My dad went there, got the form, passed the exam in flying colors and got a scholarship to study Medicine in Romania. He met my mum who by 22, had already completed her masters. Fast forward to 2016, my dad runs a private practice in Ibadan while my mum is the provost College of Law and the deputy vice chancellor of a private university. I hope I answered all your questions!