“How do you mean? Is the ORS fake?” she asked with an undertone of panic. “I got it from a very reliable pharmacy. And I checked the expiry date and NAFDAC number before giving it to him and both were okay.”
Two deadly farts later, and still thirty minutes away from the food stop, the driver pulled over. Kofo ran into the forest to do the deed. On his way back, he felt a sharp pain on his leg and looked down just in time to see a long brown snake slither away. “Help! Snake don bite me o…” Kofo cried as he hobbled back to the bus.
“I think the question you should ask is what if something happens? We can’t bury our heads in the sand hoping nothing will happen. We must weigh the risks and act wisely. But to answer your question, like those eggs in the parable, I think it’s better to pay four naira knowing that if you don’t use it, it is helping someone else, than to pay fifty naira all alone because you don’t want to share. What do you think?”