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THE CONTRACTOR





JOY SUN



DEDICATION

I can work bad!



Sometime ago in Africa, during the rainy season, a contractor landed a job to construct a highway. He hired some work men and would soon encounter problems with the rain as they needed a sunny, clear sky every time. One of those days, one of his workmen named IKPA suggested that he could handle the prevailing situation. He asked how. IKPA then explained that he had some fettish power that could help him speak into the sky and stop the rains and alter the weather. The contractor, Mr. Ken asked him how he could do that, and he said he had learnt the art through some strange powers given to him by his father, a herbalist. While most were excited, the contractor quizzed further and finally arrived at the fact that if he could do that with fettish, satanic power, then he could be destructive and harmful to those he sought to harm anytime he felt like and concluded he operated with witchcraft powers. He was fired there and then. Then the contractor, Mr Ken told the rest of his staff of a jocular incidence that had occurred sometime still in Africa. People were called to do the type of job they were called to do. One man said he could do the work 'bad'. He was dismissed and not granted the job because, according to the hirer, they were not in need of a person who could do the job 'bad', but 'good'.


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