Where Did My Snowman Go?
The year was 1981, my parents were very much alive and well, and life was beautiful and wonderful as things were looking up for my family. We looked forward to the Christmas and New Year with glints in our eyes and elated spirits. I was already a professional scriptwriter and puppeteer for the Nigerian Television Authority (NTA) Channel 10 in Lagos. All the members of the cast and crew of Patakins Productions were full of gaiety as we rehearsed for the special Christmas episode of the Puppet Drama. Mary Akpan, Ayo Akanbi and others I cannot remember their names sat in a circle on wooden chairs and benches under the big tree in front of the Administrative Office of the NTA. After the rehearsals, we walked to the studios behind the building where the producers, Rowland Henshaw, and his female assistant were waiting for us. The music of the Christmas album of Boney M was playing and would be used as the theme music of the Christmas episode on our puppet drama. We often ate some mince pies and sausages and drank soda during our lunch or went to the cafeteria of the NTA to eat cooked meals of local foodstuffs. Once we have been well fed, the recordings commenced from noon until evening and on many occasions’ recordings lasted until late hours of the night.
The memories of the Christmas season of 1981 linger till date and the pretty face of Mary Akpan has remained unforgettable on my mind. I thought we would end up a happily married couple, but she thought I was still a young and naïve teenager and went out with an older member of our troupe. I had other female attractions, but I thought they were not old enough for me. I wanted to go out with older teenagers or young women.
I feel so depressed now as I recall those romantic days, because the people who gave me such a joyful time in my life are no longer here. My parents have since passed on, the cast and crew of Patakins Productions have gone their separate ways since 1984, and I lost the romantic passion for Mary Akpan who would have been married years ago. So, all I am left with are my unforgettable memories and the tears in my heart as I long for those who have passed away and as I am missing them, I wish I could be taken back in time to the halcyon Christmas season of 1981.
Memories. Memories. Memories.
Memories linger forever
Memories of the good times and even memories of the bad times
Sweet sweet memories make me glad
But the bad memories make me sad.
How I miss you my Mama
How I miss you Papa
How I miss you my sweethearts
You are so unforgettable
You gave me such a joyful time
I will never forget you.
I will always cherish the sweet memories of you.