Burn the Witch or Release the Witch? A Hilarious Skit Story
The Village Square
The sun blazed down over the dusty village square. A crowd of villagers, carrying sticks and pitchforks, gathered around a wooden platform where a woman in a dark cloak stood tied to a post. The village crier, Bamidele, stepped forward, clearing his throat dramatically.
“People of Alarinka Village!” he bellowed. “We have gathered today because this woman—who calls herself Madam Ojuju—has been accused of witchcraft!”
The crowd roared:
“Burn the witch! Burn the witch!”
Accusations Fly
Bamidele pointed a shaky finger at Madam Ojuju. “She is said to possess powers beyond human understanding. They say she can cure heartbreak… turn garri into jollof rice… and reveal secrets of cheating husbands!”
“A witch indeed!” screamed Mama Folake, clutching her scarf in outrage. “Last week, my husband confessed everything after drinking her special tea!”
Another villager, Taju the fisherman, shouted, “She made my fish business boom! Now the other fishermen hate me!”
The villagers chanted even louder:
“Burn the witch!”
The Witch Speaks
Madam Ojuju squinted into the sunlight. “Wait, wait, wait!” she cried. “Before you light that fire… let me prove my usefulness!”
Bamidele raised a hand. “Speak, O witch. What can you possibly offer us?”
Madam Ojuju lifted her chin. “I can help solve all your problems. Who wants help first?”
Problem #1: Love Trouble
From the back of the crowd, young Sade pushed forward, tears streaming down her face. “Madam Ojuju, my boyfriend stopped replying my messages. He’s online but ignoring me. Is he with another girl?”
Madam Ojuju nodded wisely. “Bring me three chicken feathers, palm oil, and his phone number.”
Sade quickly recited the digits. Madam Ojuju closed her eyes, hummed, and announced:
“He’s ignoring you because he’s broke. Send him ₦2k and he will call you instantly.”
Sade blinked. “That… sounds accurate.”
The crowd gasped and murmured:
“Release the witch!”
Problem #2: Business Woes
Next, Taju the fisherman stepped up. “Madam Ojuju, my competitors keep gossiping that my fish are charmed. What do I do?”
Madam Ojuju shrugged. “Tell them your fish stay fresh because you invested in ice coolers and better hygiene. They’ll stop the gossip out of shame.”
Taju grinned. “Simple and brilliant!”
Again, the crowd roared:
“Release the witch!”
Problem #3: Missing Money
Mama Folake waddled forward. “My monthly contribution money went missing! Tell me who took it, Ojuju!”
Madam Ojuju narrowed her eyes. “Check under your mattress. You hid it there last week so your husband wouldn’t find it.”
Mama Folake gasped, eyes wide. “Ahhh! It’s true!”
The villagers, now amazed, chanted even louder:
“Release the witch!”
Problem #4: National Concern
Bamidele cleared his throat again. “Madam Ojuju, can you help Nigeria solve fuel scarcity?”
Madam Ojuju sighed. “Even my powers have limits.”
The villagers nodded sadly. “Fair enough.”
From Witch to Hero
By now, the pitchforks were gone, replaced with smiles and applause. The crowd untied Madam Ojuju, patting her on the back and begging for selfies. Mama Folake threw her scarf over Ojuju’s shoulders in gratitude.
Bamidele stepped forward and declared, “From today, we name you Madam Ojuju, Grand Problem Solver of Alarinka Village!”
The villagers erupted in one final chant:
“Release the witch! Release the witch!”
Madam Ojuju’s Parting Words
Madam Ojuju raised a hand for silence. “Remember, my people — not every problem needs witchcraft. Sometimes, you just need common sense, a clear head, and small data bundle.”
The villagers cheered, and as the sun set over Alarinka Village, Madam Ojuju walked away—no longer a witch to be burned, but a hero to be celebrated.
The End.
