WALE RUDOLF DANJUMA -WHO IS HE ?? GERMAN OR NIGERIAN

Hey guys i recently started writing this novel this is all fiction so don't take it too personal i'll be updating it regularly . Auf widersehen.

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Who is wale danjuma ? 
Growing up in western nigeria was not exactly easy . The village life was tough .This is my story ...............
I was born when twins were regarded as sons and daughters of the evil forest. When we depended greatly on "agbo" for every kind of sickness . When eating rice was like being in heaven because then it was very expensive . I was the only child of my  mother.i happened to be the result of aone night with a german soldier Gen. Merkel Rudolf. My mother was a very beautiful and attractive woma in her prime. Wahalahi she gather wella .
Well we stayed with her parents who hated and chastised her they hated her because of me .
Because i was white . I often remember people saying i was a ghost . I often laughed at them.
I remember my uncle saying the General used amagic powder on my skin to make it different from others .i remember his face even up till today uncle adigun.
Whenever the family ganged against me and my mother ,Uncle adigun always came to our rescue .There was this particular day some goats went missing in the compound .Everybody pointed fingers at us even without giving us a fair trial . But on this faithful day Uncle adigun was not around and so it was on this day my life went from worse to worst .

wewere both sent packing from the village in the most humilating way ever . NAKED !! yes that is to the extenct they hated us . When we got to the outskirts of the village a good samaritan lent us some rags , and offered us shelter . my mother cried every night she wondered why her "god" would let her be put to shame in such a manner.
the good samaritan who took us was a man from "oke okun " overseas he had the same colour of skin with me .i thought he was my " baami " .one day i asked my mother if he was my father she shouted on me ,she beat me till i turned red i cried she almost killed me that day if not for the good samaritan rushing in to save me .

He started speaking some very strange words to us most especially my mother and she would reply in a funny way also. Then i just shouted "maaami apayan ni yin " and i ran away and climbed a very tall tree. when i later went back home i met the good samaritan outside with a black wooden like object, some brown "things " were also on the table.

I pointed towards them and he said something like bool or bu later i found out he meant books . He taught me how to read and write . He taught me about science about machines, arts and even how to do little accounting .
I asked how he could know so much he said "if you decide to do anything ,then u will do it ".
Every night before we slept he would teach me different forms of karate. Originating from china ,russia ,indonesia , etc.
He said he was preparing me for something BIG ............ till next week guys the story continues