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Sunday, December 9, 2018

the story of afam from eze kingdom

My name is Afamefuna, Afam as my friends always calls me, I am the only child of Eze Edoziem the mighty king of Amucha village and Eze Nwanyi the beautiful Lolo Agbonma of Amucha village, but I never got the chance to enjoy my cultural heritage as I was sent to the US (United States of America) to complete my education as an engineer, I was only four year old when I was taken from my family that I miss so much, I would have love to visit but I was forbidden by my father saying I needed to finish my education and come out with a flying colors because I had so much to offer to my community, it’s been 17 whole years and I have been able to graduate from the university with a first class result and have completed my masters degree now planning for my PhD, I could have loved to go for my PhD in Nigeria where I can be close to my family.
I am what you call the ladies man, with a good height, and a body well built, red lips and of course fine face, I am handsome and I don’t need you to tell me that, in as much as ladies find me attractive I just can’t say same for me, yes I have been with a couple of women but I just can’t be committed to one lady as there was always something missing when ever I am with them, I had everything working out for me, I am rice in other word money is never my problem, I know you guys are confused now wondering how can a prince talk about riches this much well yes my father is the king but he also has companies scattered all over the world, my father was already a rice man before ascending the throne which I intend to do before ascending the throne from him, now back to where I stopped. Now with my face fine, and am educated, you could say I had everything but to me I had nothing because my heart was missing something and I can’t tell what it is.
I woke up to the ringing of my phone, who the hell will be calling at this hour of the day, I curse under my breath, I didn’t look at the time but I knew it was pass midnight, I stretch my hand and grab the phone that was still ringing loudly, without looking at the caller I press the answer button.
VOICE : hello Afamefuna how are you.
Hearing the voice from the other end i quickly got up from my bed and sleep totally left my eyes.
AFAMEFUNA: father.
EZE NWANYI: my son, how are doing.
AFAMEFUNA: am doing fine father, what about you and mother, hope everyone are doing fine
EZE NWANYI: yes of course everyone is doing perfectly okey, from your voice I could tell you must have been sleeping.
AFAMEFUNA: yes I was but am awake now, hearing your voice have brought me up to my feet.
I knew this will make him to laugh and as I expected he did and I also joined him, I wasn’t still sure why my father could call me knowing fully well that it was already night fall in US, he normally calls earlier then this.
AFAMEFUNA: father, I hope there is no problem.
EZE NWANYI: no there is not, or is it wrong now to call my son.
AFAMEFUNA: of course not but you never call at this hour, you know it passed midnight here.
EZE NWANYI : yes you are right, I called because of something, you are truly your father’s son.
This brought smile on my face, I always love it when he acknowledge me that way.
EZE NWANYI : Afamefuna.
AFAMEFUNA: yes father.
EZE NWANYI: it has been a long time you left to study in the US, and from all indications you have gotten what ever that made you went there.
I wanted to correct him because my PhD is all I needed so I can leave this place, but you know better than interrupting the king when he hasn’t end his speech.
EZE NWANYI : so I wanted to ask, when are you coming back.
His last sentence took me by surprise, for real, like this man was reading my mind, obviously I should be the one asking him the question but it’s like God answered my prayer but I still have to keep my cool.
AFAMEFUNA : father I would have love to come back home but my PhD is what is holding me, once I am done I will be home.
He was silent for some time maybe thinking about what I said.
EZE NWANYI: can’t you do your PhD some other time, you can come home now and learn a lot about your culture then you can go back to complete your PhD.
I was a little disappointed, thought he could suggest I do my PhD in Nigeria but hey I will go for this one.
AFAMEFUNA: sure it is fine by me.
AFAMEFUNA: so are you telling me to come home.
EZE NWANYI: yes Afamefuna, your mother really misses you.
I couldn’t hold my joy that was inside of me this has been the greatest news I have heard for a long time.
AFAMEFUNA: I miss you all too, am really happy that am coming home I have always dreamt of this day, father I will love to come back home by next weekend, is that okey by you.
EZE NWANYI : when ever you are ready just let me know, that will be all, you go back to sleep now.
AFAMEFUNA: sure father, I will be looking forward to seeing you.
The line went dead, I started jumping on my bed happily, this is a good news for me.Through out that night I couldn’t sleep as I waited patiently for morning to come, I had to start making preparation.
The following days was tough on me as I started making my clearance and other things to get me prepared for my tourney, I broke the news to my friends some were happy for me while others were sad either way they were all going to miss me, my mother call also to share her excitement with me, well why won’t she. After I was done will all preparation I call my father informing him on the date I have decided to come home.
the days has been going on smoothly I had not seen Ada and her serpents after that day, it been a week now and I thank God for putting them behind me at least I enjoyed the few days without their faces.
I and chiamaka were coming from the farm, we have gone early in the morning to get some firewood, yes we do all our chores early hours of the day, we don’t go to school anymore, we have wrote our jamb so since our parents could not afford the university we decided to relax for the time been well I won’t say same for Ada she failed her jamb and looking forward to rewrite it again, dull brain. The Town Crier sound brought me out of my thought.
AMARACHI : what news has he brought from the palace again.
CHIAMAKA: no one knows, let’s hear what he has to say.
We stood where we were so we could hear the news he brought from the palace.
TOWN CRIER : Great people of Amucha I greet you all.
He started, shouting at the top of his voice.
TOWN CRIER: I am here to announce the coming arrival of our crowd prince, heir to the great throne of Amucha kingdom, crown Prince Afamefuna that went to the United States to study, he has decided to come home to his father’s land four days from now, the General republic both citizens and non citizens of Amucha kingdom are highly invited as there will enough to eat and drink, I have pass the messages it is left for you to keep the letter.
He concluded his speech and went on his way, immediately many passerby started jubilating.
AMARACHI: I never knew this village had a prince.
CHIAMAKA: am shocked as you are, any way which one is our own, we will go there is eat and get to see the beauty of the palace.
AMARACHI: that is if I have nothing to do at home, biko (please) let us be going.
We both continue our journey home, I didn’t know what I felt in me by the sound of the prince coming back to Amucha village, it was weird to me so I decided to keep it to myself, what ever it is I pray it doesn’t come with danger.
I can’t believe finally I am in Nigeria, I felt the hot wind as it hits my face, wow never knew Nigeria was an oven well maybe because I have never experience the weather here but am here now, how was I going to find my way around here, well my father have told me there will be someone to pick me up but I can’t find anyone holding a paper with my name on it well I guess I have to figure it out myself, I proceed to the front door.
Murtala Muhammad International Airport was fill with people from all works of life, both Britishs, Americans, Africans and more, it was big and beautiful I must confess, I was still admiring the place when I felt the present of someone immediately I turned to see a young man probably my age mate smiling at me, I was a bit confused until he spoke.
MAN : you must be prince Afamefuna from Amucha kingdom.
AFAMEFUNA: yes I am and you are.
Almost immediately he bow his head down, this made me a little embarrassed as I start looking left and right.
MAN: my name is victor Enyinnaya, am a son of the soil, I was asked by the king to pick you up.
AFAMEFUNA: okey can you rise up now you are already causing a scene.
He did as I said and lead me to his car that was parked just few walk away from me, he took my two luggage’s from me, as soon as we got to his car he opened the back sit for me, like seriously.
That you so much but I will love to sit at the front.
He looked confused but I had not time to say another word to him I moved to the front door, I gently opened it and went in, he stoop there for some time before putting my luggage’s in the car and took his position at the driver sit, he starts the car and we went on our way, we drove in silent as I envy the beauty of Lagos.
VICTOR : my prince.
I turned to face him.
VICTOR: you will be lodging in an hotel for today, tomorrow your flight will be leaving for Imo state.
AFAMEFUNA: I thought we were heading to Amucha right now.
VICTOR: no we are not, it far from here so you will be taking a flight, you could have moved today but your flight was cancelled dew to some problem, your tickets has already been taken care of.
AFAMEFUNA : wow, ok no problem, thank you.
VICTOR: thank you my prince.
We continue our journey in silence, not long we drove into a massive building, after parking we both came down, almost immediately a man dress in a working uniform came to us, he greeted us warmly and took the luggage from victor, I was impressed with the services they offer here, well they have shown first impression.
We followed the man and got to the receptionist, she also with her beautiful face and chocolate skin welcomed us with a warm smile which we did same.
RECEPTIONIST : welcome to Grands hotel and suite, how may we be of help.
VICTOR: a reservation was made for prince Afamefuna Nwanyi.
RECEPTIONIST : oh of course, you are welcome, please one minute let me put a call through to the manager.
I was surprised at her response, do I need a manager just because I have a reservation here or is it how they welcome everyone with a reservation. Not long a man I think in his late 60s walked to us, he welcome us, mostly me warmly leading us to my room, the hotel matches with its name, Grand Hotel and suite, we took the elevator and in no time we were at my room, it was beautiful I most say, it was a suite with everything screaming wealth, if this is how the rest of the rooms are then this hotel needs to come out first in the Guinness book of records, the manager left after he showed and told me things I needed to know.
AFAMEFUNA : wow, like seriously what with all the formality.
VICTOR: you don’t know
That sound confusing.
AFAMEFUNA : know what.
VICTOR: your father is the owning of this hotel.
My mouth almost drop to the ground, whatttt, you must be kidding me, yes I knew my father had a lot of businesses but never knew hotel was included and one as big and luxury as this, now you can imagine my surprise.
VICTOR: I will leave you know so you can rest, I will be here tomorrow morning by 10am to take you to the airport.
I couldn’t respond because I was still lost in the surprise message I just got that I didn’t know when he left, it was the sound of the close door that brought me out of my thought.
I was indoor for the rest of the day, I wouldn’t want another episode of what happened hours ago to repeat itself, I easily feel embarrassed in things like that. Night gone and morning came, I checked the time and it says 8:39 am, I woke up so I could get prepare before victor comes, there was something different about this morning and I love the feeling, I just can’t wait to see my parents, I called room service for breakfast which arrived 10minutes after, I had already brushed my teeth, after eating my breakfast I had my bath and got dress, just as I locked my luggage the door bell rang, I went to opened the door and saw Victor standing with the manager, we exchanged pleasantries and in no time I was in the car with victor on my way to the airport.
VICTOR: you are humble for a prince.
I was taken back by his statement.
AFAMEFUNA: excuse me
VICTOR : most prince lack manners but you my prince don’t.
I didn’t know when I start laughing.
AFAMEFUNA: seriously, come on am only human.
VICTOR: that’s because you are saying that, most feel like a god, am proud to call you my prince.
AFAMEFUNA : you are not bad yourself, and please just call me Afam, it more better.
VICTOR: you see what I am saying.
And we both went into another round of laughter.
It’s nice meeting you.
VICTOR: I should be the one saying that.
We continue our discussion and said our goodbyes but not without him exchanging his phone numbers to me, I had no Nigeria line for now, in no time I was in the plane heading to my home town, judging from the first day in Nigeria I knew the rest of my stay will be memorable.
I arrived at Sam Mbakwe Airport, I was welcome with the shock of my life as I came out of the front door, I stood at my track not knowing what was going on, there were up to four cars all parked waiting for me, four maids dressed in yellow long gown and three others in a purple long gown and their hair all wrap in a ponytail type, two of the guards wore a yellow wrapper round their waist and a black multi patterned on top and five more guards wore purple wrapper and same black multi patterned, all the guards were putting on black caps on their heads, there on the floor was a long red rug that leads right directly to a car that is already open for me, before I could say a word the two guards putting on yellow wrapper came and collected my bags from me, they both greeted me in reunion and left, almost immediately the maids putting on the yellow gown stood at both sides of the rug, two at each side holding a little basket of roses, when I thought all was over the worst happened.
MAN: welcome home crown prince Afamefuna, heir to the throne of the great Amucha kingdom, son the the great Eze Nwanyi 1 of Amucha, the lion that is fearless……
Shouted the man wearing a white chief attire with red beads and a red cap, there were two of them, well I could tell they were chief because of the red cap on their heads, when the man was done they both walk to me bowing to greet me.
1 MAN: I am Mazi Okafor and this is Mazi Enyinnaya we are from the cabinet meeting, we are sent by the people of Amucha to welcome their prince home.
I was already feeling embarrassed as I was seeing people already taking photos or videoing, God I hate this.
AFAMEFUNA: thank you very much, so can we go now.
MAZI OKAFOR : of course after you my prince.
I quickly walked to the car while the four maiden were throwing flowers at my feet, the more I move fast the more the increase theirs.
If I said I wasn’t amazed then I am lying, it was few hours ride from the airport to my village, sited at the back sit I gaze out of the car window admiring the beauty of Imo state, I was lost in my own thoughts, thinking about the whole drama that have taken place some hours ago at the airport, I thought that was only done in the movies but here I am experience it at first class, I knew it will be hard to believe if I told my friends back in the states because all seem like a fairy tale.
GUARD : my prince.
Coming out of my thought I looked at the guard that had just called me, he was sited at the front sit while the other drove.
GUARD: I want to inform you that we are about to enter Amucha kingdom.
Just as he said it, the guard driving turn the car to the another road following the car in front of us, there was a big pillar that the inscription WELCOME TO AMUCHA KINGDOM, THE HOME OF PEACE was boldly written on it. Just then I hear a sound like a trumpet, wondering where it was coming from, the guard told me it was to announce my arrival to the villagers, just as he finished his sentence I saw people going out of stores, houses and others places, many started jubilating while others just watch, the children even made it more fun running along side the cars, young boy followed suit as we drove deeper into the kingdom, that minutes I felt at home, never would I have imagined that the people of Amucha will welcome me this way, even if they don’t know me that didn’t stop them not to acknowledge and welcome me, I roll down the car window so I could see more clearly.
In no time we arrived at the palace, there were alot of people both outside and inside the palace, the car parked in front of the front door, there stood my father, my mother and some chiefs they were all putting on same attire that the two chiefs that came to pick me at the airport wore with red cap and beads, the maids from the airport came down from their cars immediately it stopped and stood at mine, positioning the way they did before, the door was opened and I ran into the arms of my mother, she was more beautiful than her photos and the video call we always have, I was so lost in her tight embrace that I forgot we were outside, she disengage from the embrace bringing back to reality, I did same to my dad and greeted the elders, I was them lead inside, my mother ordered the maids to take me to my room so I could take my bath and dress into something else, I did as I was told, my room was wide and was divided in two parts, it has a little sitting area with leather sofa all neatly arranged, on the wall was a plasma tv and a DvD to go with it, then at the right side lays a king size bed, there is a balcony at the other side with sets of two chairs and a table, at the other end of the room is the bathroom that is wide enough to contain two king size beds, the wall was painted white so is the curtain that has blue flowers drawing on it, the room was magnificent, but there was no wardrobe that I wondered when the clothes stays, on my bed lays an outfit, it was the same outfit as their but was more expensive, with my attire you don’t need anyone to tell you who I am, even I couldn’t recognize myself in the mirror, at first I had rejected the clothes but one of the men servants begged me to try it on and if I don’t love it then I can take it off but to my greatest surprise I loved it, i was helped by two male servant that in no time I was outside with the rest of my family, it was a day of merriment that I was happy I came back home.
I was washing my clothes at the backyard, my mother has left some hours ago to welcome the prince home, I couldn’t go because I had a lot to do and I can’t skip it for just any prince, chiamaka came to call me earlier but I told her I was busy so she left without me, what will I be doing there anyway when almost all my enemies will be there, well I managed to see the cars that drove him into the kingdom, was coming from the farm where I went to get firewood, I could see how people were very happy to see him, that’s for them, the voice of my mother brought me out of my thought.
AMARACHI: mama you are back welcome.
NNEKA: yes am back.
AMARACHI: how was it.
NNEKA: it was wonderful, everyone was there, there were lot of food to eat and drink.
I sighted the black bag in her hand.
AMARACHI: and I see you dealt with the food.
She followed my eyes that landed at the bag, this cause her to laugh.
NNEKA : I couldn’t finish everything there, and besides they also gave us to take home, so I used that opportunity to also bring yours since you refused to come with me.
AMARACHI: ah mama if I had gone with you who would have done the cleaning, the fetching of firewood and who could have cooked now am washing the clothes.
NNEKA : I know it’s okey, you have really tried today, don’t worry finished with what you are doing so you can come and eat what I brought for you.
AMARACHI: okey mama I will soon be done.
With this my mother went inside, I quickly stood up to hang the clothes, anyway I was happy I didn’t go because it gave me enough time for me to fetch water without any disturbance from Ada and gangs.
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the danger of becoming a prince(truelife)

I opened my eyes to behold a new day, the sun has not yet raised so it was easy to tell that it was still very early in the morning, I looked out of the window that was just opposite my bed without moving, wasn’t ready to get up just yet, well that has been my routine for the pass four years that my father died, ever since I was a child I would wake up so early just to go with him to check his traps sometimes he took me along when ever the place is close by while other times he refuse saying he was going deep down into the forest, even after he was gone I still find myself waking up early at each passing day because waking up early was already used to me.
The sky was becoming clearer that also brighten up my room giving way to see how tidy my room is which consists of a mattress that is lay on the floor facing the window which is covered with a curtain and the door by my head side also covered with a curtain, my bags which we normally call Ghana must go four of them place at the ending of the bed very close to the window, a ceiling fan and a blue carpet which goes with the wall, it’s a small room but comfortable for me.
I was still waiting for the sun to fully rise while my mind went to the activities I had to take care of that morning trying to arrange the chores in my head because today being Saturday I have a lot to take care of , I rose up immediately as soon as the sun had fully risen putting on my clothes I left my room, I passed my mother’s room which was just close to my room heading to the backyard, I didn’t want to disturb my mother because I knew she will still be sleeping, I don’t need to described my house because it’s just a commonly villages house that has four rooms, a sitting room, a kitchen that is built at the backyard, then at the left side is the bathroom, there was enough space in the compound so most of the empty space we turned it into a farm.
I took some water with a small bowl from one of the water drum that was placed just close to the kitchen, using the water to wash my face, hands and feet, there wasn’t need to take my bath that morning as I had lot of house chores that needed to be done, I gently place the bowl back at it spot and I picked up my bucket and my wrapper that was hanging on the rope and headed to the public borehole.
Amucha is recognized as one of the peaceful community in Imo state, with good roads, standard education, steady lights and water and Of course good security, enriched with a lot of natural resources and cultural heritage, for this purpose both the rich and the poor acknowledge Amucha as a home to stay or visit making my village one of the richest in all of igbo land that you will mistake it for a little city, with constant borehole you don’t have to worry about having clean water.
I met Chiamaka few meters away from my house waiting for me, she was also holding a bucket and a small cloth, she looks beautiful in her blue dress, Chiamaka is what they call your black is so beautiful, she was not too tall but okey for a girl her age. Chiamaka and i are age mates, she is dark in complexion while am very fair in complexion, she is taller then I am because an average in height, but we both have same shape in fact we are both beautiful, as I approach her she let out a warm smile.
CHIAMAKA: Good morning Amarachi.
AMARACHI: Good morning, how was your night.
CHIAMAKA: my night was not bad, I won’t bother to ask about yours because I know it was good.
Both of us laugh it off.
AMARACHI: let’s us be going, you know I want us to quickly get there on time so we could also leave there on time before Ada and her bodyguards comes ohhh.
When I said bodyguards I meant her two serpents that are with her as a form of friends Oluchi and Ugoma.
CHIAMAKA: you are right, you know that girl is trouble.
We quickly set on our way not wanting to waste another time standing there, I was really avoiding Ada because she was trouble to me, Ada was a girl around my age I guess, she was one of the people that makes my life miserable in Amucha village, she is the only daughter of a very powerful chief and I heard that he is also good friend to the king (i don’t know his name) so that always gives her the power to do what she want, well to me obviously, I wasn’t scared of her but I was just trying to stay out of trouble since she is classed as one.
We arrived at the borehole on time thanks to God there was less people there, it got to our turn and we quickly fetch our water, helping each other we put the bucket on our heads and headed on our way, I thanked God that I passed this morning without facing Ada but my appreciation didn’t have the time to get to heaven because Ada decided to show her face, she and her two devils Oluchi and Ugoma walk majestically directly to us, I guess they have already seen us.
CHIAMAKA: ( in a whisper) talk of the she devil and her serpents.
I let out a loud sigh I already knew today is going to be another episode of war.
Just as I thought, the moment they came close to us they blocked our path, I and chiamaka glare at each other giving ourselves knowing looks, we tried to move to the other open space but yet again we were blocked by them, chiamaka was the first to voice out as I had nothing to say.
CHIAMAKA: what is all this, what do you want from us this time.
They stared at themselves and just as I expected they burst into laughter, I and chiamaka just looked at them waiting for them to finish with what ever that is amusing them.
ADA : oh please please please, what could we need from people like you, please give us some credit.
CHIAMAKA : if you need nothing from us then why are you blocking our path.
OLUCHI : who is blocking your path, oh you want us to give way for you when you should be the one that should run into the bush and hide your face when you see us passing.
UGOMA : tell them, maybe they don’t know that dogs and kings don’t eat in the same table.
CHIAMAKA: oh we should run into the bush for you as what.
We were still carrying our bucket of water and it was already telling on me, if not for the bucket of water I wouldn’t have said a word to them.
AMARACHI: Ada please I don’t have time for your trouble today, we can do this some other day but not today, as you can see there are heavy bucket of water on our heads, so please let us pass next time we will run into the bush when we see you.
I said as calmly as I can but instead I got another round of laughter, this was becoming frustrating.
ADA : oh the bucket is heavy and it’s on her head let us help her with that.
She said in a mockery sound talking to Oluchi and Ugoma, before I could put out of what she meant by that she pushed the bucket from my head and it fell causing some water to pour and me, and immediately they burst into another round of laughter, I couldn’t tell what I felt that minutes because I so wanted to strangle her to death, I looked at chiamaka who was looking so surprise.
CHIAMAKA: (shouting) why will you do that.
ADA: you better watch that tongue of yours before I also help you with your bucket.
AMARACHI: Ada, Ada, Ada how many times did I call you, Ada don’t push me, don’t push me.
ADA: and if I do what will you do, obviously nothing, the list you can do is to go running to your stupid mother.
I was shocked and angry at the same time, how dare she talk to my mother like that.
AMARACHI: my mother.
I looked at chiamaka who had already dropped her bucket of water, the anger that I was trying to control gave way, I send a resounding slap on her face, she looked shocked holding her cheek in which the slap has landed.
ADA: you slapped me.
AMARACHI: that is what you get for opening that your gutter mouth to talk to my mother like that.
Oluchi raised her hand to slap me but I saw that coming as I moved back dodging the slap, almost immediately Ada rushed into me and we started another episode of war.
I was a good fighter, not even four girls can withstand me, some say I fight with evil powers as I had the strength of a man yet I wonder why will anyone wants to cross my path knowing fully well that thay will be defeated. As always I and chiamaka sent them running promising hell as they use to, I and chiamaka was breathing heavily challenging them to come for more, our clothes were a little bit stained but can’t say the same for them as we used the wet sand my water has fallen upon to paint them, we looked for our slippers, I would have loved to go back to the borehole to fetch another bucket of water but the force in which the bucket fell broke caused it to break, nevertheless I still picked it up, I helped chiamaka with hers and we went our way raining curses on them.
My mother was in the kitchen when I walked in, I greeted her placing the bucket angrily on the ground, she got up from the stool she was sitting on looking worried.
NNEKA : Amarachi, what is it, you didn’t fetch the water again.
AMARACHI: is it not Ada and her gangs.
NNEKA : Don’t tell you you got into another fight.
AMARACHI: it was them na, look ( picking the broken bucket from the ground and showing it to her) at what they did to my bucket, they broke it.
NNEKA: what is all this, why won’t this people let I and my daughter live in peace.( sign heavily) it’s okay don’t worry.
AMARACHI: I want to go inside and change so I can take another bucket to go and fetch water.
NNEKA : no no don’t worry, just go change and come to do other things, you will fetch water tomorrow, there is enough for us today.
AMARACHI : ok mama.
NNEKA: give me that (taking the bucket from my hand) go inside.
I smile at her and she did same, my mother always find a way to calm my anger well that’s why she is called my mother.
The day went by very fast and before we could know it evening came, we had just finished eating our dinner, I was in my room reading an interested story called The Abominable Act written by Joy Osamudiamen when I heard my mother voice calling my name, I quickly placed the book on my bed and rush out to answer her, she was in the sitting room with a bible on her hands which shows she has been going through the word of God like she always does, don’t get me wrong I am a strong believer but not just like my mother.
AMARACHI: mama you called me.
NNEKA: yes I did, please sit down.
I sat down opposite her, I knew I was in for her lectures but don’t really know what this is all about, I watched her as she placed her bible on top of the center table, she clear her throat before opening her mouth to speak.
NNEKA: do you know the meaning of your name.
AMARACHI: yes mama
NNEKA: good now if you know the meaning of your name you will not be concerned over what people do or say to you, do you know that.
AMARACHI: I think I do.
I was trying hard to understand where she was heading to but just couldn’t, for all I know I wasn’t bother about what others do or say to me well I do feel bad most times but today was not part of those days not even what happened today killed my happiness.
AMARACHI: mama, I don’t understand, do I look sad or hurt to you.
NNEKA : I know you don’t, Amarachi I will not ask you to explain to me what happened this morning because I already knows who is at fault.
AMARACHI : mama I know that you are not happy about the fight that happened between I and Ada this morning but you know me mama, if not for the fact that she disrespected you I would have held my peace, but I just needed to teach her a lesson not to involve my mother in any of our misunderstanding ever again.
This made my mother laugh, I didn’t think it was funny any way I joined her.
NNEKA: right from the first day I set my eyes on you I knew you were a strong warrior, if you weren’t you couldn’t have survived in your mother’s womb for five whole days without nothing, but still I want you to always learn how to tolerate okey, no matter what the case may be, now promise me that you will not involve yourself in fighting again.
I looked at my mother uncertain of what to say, how could she tell me to promise her, she knows I don’t break my promises.
NNEKA: Amarachi, promise me.
AMARACHI: okey, I promise.
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Thursday, November 29, 2018

Riduculous lifestyle of my parents

I waited after knocking on the gate twice making sure my knock wasn't so loud but audible . I couldn't have whoever was inside to have a bad impression of me.
I held my hands nervously waiting for the person who was opening the gate to come out. A gentle looking man walked out looking at me.
"Good afternoon," I greeted him ignoring the thoughts that rushed through my head.
 "What if this gentle man was her lover or even Fiance?  " I thought.
I decided to be brave. I was going to see her whatever was the case.
The man responded and told me to wait when I told him I was looking for Angela. I couldnt use Ms Jere knowing that would sell me out as a student of hers. I was a man now and I held my head high.
 Taking one look at my blue jeans a bit ripped on the front pocket and a short sleeved black shirt, matching with a pair of black casual shoes and I recalled how much they had cost me and smiled, they were worthy it cause I knew they looked so good on my feet i felt my pride rise.
Lifting my arm to smell if i didn't forget to put on roll on and perfume. Satisfied I smelled good,  I sighed as I heard the foot steps from inside. It was obvious she was the one coming cause the sound of the slippers Patting as she walked gave her away.
I was almost starting to imagine her smooth legs and medium sized feet when she stood right in front of me frozen. It was like she had seen a ghost.
Her lips patted as she gazed at me and for a moment I kept my eyes on set on them contemplating how they would taste on mine if i got them just to slid on them in a flash.

She had no makeup on, she looked even more beautiful. Obviously not expecting anyone important, her hair was a bit out of older too, like she just unbraided it as I could see the curls I used to see when my mother was done undoing her hair, Only hers was longer and fall to her shoulders. She had the small part in front dyed with a strip of Gold or Brown I wasn't sure.
My eyes went down her body taking in her jeggings and a loose T-shirt. I was right, she had slippers on her feet, I had to swallow hard. The sight of her well manicured nails was so appealing I felt I could in an instant rub them gently.
All this I visualized in a flash of some seconds, then quickly looked up her face smiling widely.

" hey!" I finally greeted her and she opened her eyes wide to look at me like my voice just confirmed it was me standing before her.

" hey! Am um um ," she stammered completely lost of words.
" what are you doing here? She finally uttered her words.
" well,  I came to see you, I looked for you for months and now here I am," i raised my hands and dropped them on my thigh making a small sound as they patted on my jeans.
" but I don't understand, how did you find me?  I mean who gave...."
" I found a way that's what matters right?"  I asked her, cutting her short. "where there is a will, there is a way you know the saying" I giggled looking at her as she held her hand to the gate.
" are you going to allow me in or what?" I asked her making sure my manly voice came out.
" oh Yeah, sure please come in Jay. Am sorry I was just caught off  guard" she frowned holding the gate to allow me in.
I waited for her to lock back the gate and followed her as she walked towards the house.
I looked around the back where they had a small garden and the rest of the yard had neat green glass. I saw the man who opened the gate for me seated outside the servants quarter relieving me of the negative thoughts I had earlier.
"Come in," she invited me into the house and I followed her passing  through the kitchen before entering the living room with a wide mirrow on the side. Taking a quick look at myself before going to sit where she had offered me a seat.
" I like your house. It's so calm and peaceful " I smiled at her as she sat on the opposite couch facing Me.
" Thank you,  but it's not mine, its for my elder brother and his wife both of them have gone out for the weekend with their kids" she responded with a soft laugh.
" I see"  I smiled back. " it's beautiful anyway," I i shrugged and looked up and around. Our house was much bigger with more defined furniture and planty of some room too but I honestly loved the simplicity of her brother's house.
" so what brings you here Jay, and how are you? I hope there's no problem  home" she started bring me back to the moment.
" oh yeah everyone is okey and like I promised you I never pick fights with my father, he's more calm now that I passed my grade 12."

"I heard and am proud of you" she smiled.
" Yeah thanks, but am not okey. I have not been okey since you left the school" I told her looking direct at her.
" oh no, what happened? Is anything the matter?" She asked,  the sincerity of her concern clearly displayed in her eyes.
I shook my head and chose my next words,
" am not okey Angela," I said almost in a whisper.
She swallowed hard I saw her gullet move up and down at my courage to call her by her first name.
" I have not been okey because I missed you a lot and was sad you never said good bye to me. You know I would have loved to know your whereabouts. I have spent the last 3 months searching for you and trying your line but I never went through. Tell me why you decided to purnish me like this" I went on not looking away from her face.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"Jay stop talking like that you know my view on this" she responded uncomfortably.
" I can't because you told me I was confused before, are you sure after almost a year and now am 21 am still having some hormone break down? When are you going to understand that I love you and I want you for myself?"  Moving to where she sat I held her hand.
Tell me you don't feel any thing for me. Look into my eyes Angela and tell me you don't have any feelings for me and I swear to God I will never bother you again"
She looked down avoiding my eyes and before she could say a word we heard the gate opening and the sound of a car outside.

I looked up the window and saw a man and woman seated in the front driving in.
" that should be my brother," she told me and I moved back to my previous seat and sank back as we saw them enter the house.
" helo!" The brother extended his hand towards me and I stood up shaking it gently but firmly.
"Hello! How are you sir?" I greeted him and turned to greet his wife and the two girls who I supposed were their kids.
" I saw a vehicle outside and was wondering who's visiting us" he let a laugh and Angela stood up.
" He's Jared, brother , he came to see me" she indicated looking at me and I nodded my head in agreement. Glad she didn't tell him I was her former student.
The man  talked with us for a bit and I easied up realising how cool he was.
" let me leave you two to catch up am going to the other room" he announced and left us.
" feel at home Jared, and it was nice meeting you" he added as he reached the door.

" the pleasure is mine sir, and thank you for the warm welcome but I have to leave now"  I told him looking at Angela who had talked less the entire time.
" okey then safe travel back to your home" he smiled and I stood up to go.
" will you see me out?" I asked Angela.
" Yeah of course I will" she chuckled a little. Standing up and walking me out to the car.

" get in," I ordered opening the car door for her the moment we were outside.
" what? No I can't I have to...."
" please ," i whispered, my eyes pleading.
 She got in and sat down as I went round the car to join her inside.
" I still want to talk to you. You have not answered my question"
She looked at me and sighed, but before she said a word I started the car without warning.

" where are you taking me looking like this?" She asked me looking straight at my face.
I smiled, " you will see, and there is nothing wrong with the way you look. I actually like it. You look good."
I saw her shake her head but said nothing .
We both remained quite as I drove to the road down Chainda heading to twin palms and then stopped, after taking a small turn besides the main road and parked  where there was a clearing.
" Jay, I seriously don't know what you are doing but I don't like where this is going. What's the meaning of this? " she asked,  as usual in a calm voice. I wondered if she had ever yeld at anyone. She was way too calm and I loved the peace that surrounded her.
" I asked you a question and I need an answer. Listen, am going away on Monday and I am glad I found you today. I needed to see you and to answer your question of what am doing. It's simple, I want to know how you feel about me. Look at me and tell me you don't feel anything and like I told you earlier, I will leave you alone and will not bother you again. Look into my eyes and tell me the truth please" I pleaded holding her hands as I turned to look at her.
She kept her eyes on the dash board and I couldn't see that woman who was my teacher, all I could see was a woman who I loved so much but with the struggle to look at me.
I held her chin and turned her face towards me .
" am waiting, " i whispered.
She looked straight into my eyes and I took in the softness in them. They looked clouded with some gentle passion which I could cleary interprate.
" I can't do this Jay, please you have to let me be, we are......"
She couldn't get to finish her sentence and I held her mouth with my finger. Patting her lips gently.
" come with me, " I whispered still touching her lips.
" what do you mean," she murmered behind my finger.
I walked to her side and opened the door holding her hand to allow her out.
I placed my phone to the radio in the car and turned the volume as the song I knew she loved cause I always heard it playing softly every time I went to her class  back in school.
I increased the volume as I led her a couple of steps from the vehicle leaving the door open.
I bow my head slightly and asked her, " will you dance with me?"
She looked around and back at me.
" here?" She asked surprised.
" Yeah. A perfect place for a perfect dance" I chuckled and held her close as the gentle music played on.
She was a bit stiff at the beginning, but as I drew her closer I felt her relax and she slowly placed her head on my chest dancing slowly her hands now touching my shoulders.
I stepped back and threw her forward, turning her around and pulled her back into my embrace and I saw her lips curve into a smile.
I held her closer dancing slowly with her my heart at peace and my mind so calm I felt home.
Without talking, allowing the sound of the music take over our thoughts, we danced quietly. I didn't want to let her go, she belonged to me older than me or not, my heart had chosen.
She sighed and slid her hands on my chest stepping back and looked up at me.
" Jay," she begun the sound of her voice making my insides move....
" talk to me Angela, Am all ears"
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everlasting love of a thousand miles

My story isn’t one told with smiles nor laughter. Almost all through my young life i experienced one hardship to another, one bitter lesson to another and one painful event to another. But it never for once changed my personality nor stopped me from pursuing my target. I pray you read my story, learn from my mistakes and enjoy the flow of my narration.
Hmmmmm where do i start??. I guess i have to start from the beginning, the very beginning and all i write here is nothing but the truth.
I was born in a middle class family. My parents were successful traders and i was the eldest among my two siblings, {an annoying but jovial brother and a very quiet sister who was the last born}. We were all born and raised in Enugu state, south east Nigeria. A very happy family we were until the fateful day an evil shadow of death befell us. Yes it was in the month of march 2000. A very noisy sunday it was. Children played outside the compound, cars honked and polluted the streets. My siblings and I anxiously waited for our parents to return from the village they travelled to on friday morning.
Anxiously we waited. It really was the first time they travelled, leaving us behind.
“remember you are now the mother of the house, take care of your siblings” dad advised as they prepared to embark on the life changing journey,
“nne, the food i left in the fridge will be more than enough for you all. Make sure your siblings don’t go hungry, we will be back on sunday morning” Mum also advised while i nodded like an innocent girl i was. I only was thirteen years old, A Jss3 student.

Slowly the clock struck 6:30pm that fateful sunday evening. Mum and Dad were yet to return, i was very uneasy so were my siblings. Tears slowly filled their eyes, mine wasn’t left out.
By 7pm a sharp knock landed on our door. I quickly rushed and opened it, but was shocked to see Uncle Francis standing on the doorway, smiling nervously. I instantly knew something was wrong.
Uncle Francis quickly walked into the sitting room, nervously caressed my head as he stared at my siblings who quickly rushed up to hug him. I really felt uneasy seeing him. He was supposed to be at the village with my parents.
“what’s he doing here?” i wondered fearfully.

“we are leaving for the village early tomorrow. Your parents sent me to fetch you. Go pack your things. Tomorrow we will be heading to the village” he said quietly, drawing curious stares from us with the statement.
“i hope all is well?. I don’t understand. We have school to attend tomorrow, and we have never missed classes not for a day” i asked suspiciously. My siblings nodded in approval.
“yes everything is fine. Just go and boil water for me. I need to take a hot bath” he answered with a smile, lifted up my little sister and settled on a chair, avoiding my prying eyes. I knew something was  terribly wrong but i simply obeyed and left for the kitchen.
I had a hard time sleeping that night. My siblings kept asking me questions almost all through the night, while i calmly played down their fears even though i was almost dead with worry.
“do you think mum and Dad are okay?”, “did uncle Francis tell you anything else?” they asked curiously. Their little innocent eyes searching hopefully for a good answer that never came. My mind never rested till the next day when we all headed to our hometown in Ekwulobia Anambra state.
My father was born in a good religious home. He was the overall head and first born of the family. After the death of his parents, he inherited his father’s large house, sharing it with uncle Francis {his immediate younger brother who instead of seeking greener pastures outside the little community, preferred staying behind in the village. Thus he lived with his wife popularly called mama Rose and three children in the village, while dad’s youngest brother Uncle Stanley moved to portharcourt. We had no problems with them and they treated us with respect. Little did we know that all the respect they accorded us were just nothing but pretence. Things immediately changed as soon as we got home and discovered our parents dead. We suddenly found ourselves all alone in the world.
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Tunde the brave student(TRUELIFE)

Tunde graduated to be the best and finest
surgeon in the world. At age 30, he became
The joy of marrying a medical doctor attracted
Bisi, his wife, to him.
After the few weeks leave he was given from
work, he hardly spent some quality time with his
Their relationship began to go sour.
Not that he's flirting around with other ladies.
Not that he now had a bad friend. But, at his
work place, he was seen as TOO IMPORTANT.
Every patients wants him. The nurses love him
to handle all the surgeries at hand.
One day, he got home very early from work. The
wife was glad that he was at least early today.
Just as he was dropping his briefcase, his phone
rang and the following conversation went on.
Nurse: Sir, we need you now at the hospital. We
have an emergency.
Tunde: I'm on my way.
The wife was angry with him. As usual, he told
her, "Sorry".
This went on for so long.
But one unfortunate day, he had an accident.
He died!
The other doctors and surgeons mourned him.
They gave his wife cash to take care of herself.
But, can money replace love?
Can some 'kudi' replace a whole man?
You know the answer...
Not too long after, the wife went to that same
hospital for some check up.
She was shocked to see someone in her
husband's former post. Not only that, she heard
someone calling the new surgeon as the best in
that town.
She wept bitterly...
Do you know you are replaceable?
Do you know you are NOT too important?
Do you know someone else can do better than
what you are doing or what you can do?
Do you know you are cherished now just
because you can still perform your rite?
Do you know you are celebrated because you
are available and useful?
No one's saying you should not help out. No
one's saying you should not be a celebrity. No
one's saying you should not help others. No
one's saying you should be selfish.
Take time to rest. Take time to relax. Spend
time with yourself
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the 87 year old student called rose

I absolutely love this story. She is such an inspiration. Take time to read. You will not regret it!
An 87 Year-old College student named Rose.
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids”
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the
next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium.
As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop
playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!There is a huge difference between growing
older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lay in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.
If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. When you finish reading this, please send/share this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, we make a Life by what we give."
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The race of life and its difficulties

The air was very clear and the long morning shadows distinct. The sun shone briliantly. Diana kept pacing up and down the room after her mother was taken to the emergency room. It was around eight in the morning and she couldn't calm her nerves. She feared the worst might happen. She hadn't heard from the doctor about her mother and her little brother's condition.
"Sisi Diana. Don't you know how to sit down? Stop pacing up and down the room like a mad person. You making me feel nervous," said Admire in a rude voice.
Diana sat on the bench not wanting to fight with her brother.
"Thank you!" he said
After hours of sitting at the bench which felt like forever. The doctor walked inside the waiting room holding some papers. Diana quickly got up from the bench.
"How is my mother?" asked Diana nervously
"Sisi Diana!. Let him sit down first," said Admire with a serious look on his face.
The doctor smiled looking at him.
"He is right. Let's sit down first," he said softly.
They both sat down and Admire paid attention to the doctor.
"Your mother unfortunately  fell into a comma.  Her blood pressure is very high. We are going to keep her in the hospital under observation for days," he went on. "Alex is going to be alright. What have you been giving him?"
"Porridge everyday," responded Admire.
"Oh I see. He needs to change what he eats. He needs to eat something with balanced diet or he may suffer from ulcers later."
Where was she going to find the money to buy food? She thought
"Miss!" called out the doctor disrupting her thoughts
"You can go and see your mother now. I must get back to work. Don't worry about hospital bills. I will take care of it," said the doctor.
Diana was surprised. She had no idea where to get the money. She knelt down on the floor and the doctor helped her to get up.
"A beautiful girl like you must not do that," said the doctor.
"I don't know how to thank you. Thank you. God bless you, sir," said Diana.
"It's okay. I will see you later young man. Here is some money. There is a shop outside. Go buy something to eat."
"Thank you sir," said Admire smilingly.
He immediately ran out of the hospital to buy some food. He was hungry after he went to bed in an empty stomach. The doctot walked with Diana as she headed to the room where her mother was being kept. She opened the door. Thinking that she could control her tears she walked to the bed. When she got close to her and held her hand she started crying. It's in that moment that she really felt like she needed a shoulder to lean on. She wished Amy was there to comfort her and tell her that everything was going to be alright.
She held her hand and started praying.
"Lord! Take me if you have to but please don't take my mother away from me. I need her in my life. You said you son Jesus will not leave us as orphans but would send us the Spirit who will protect us," she wiped her tears and went on. "I believe in you and that you can heal my mother. I believe that you can make her open her eyes again," she paused. "Way maker, miracle worker. Light in the darkness my God that is who you are. You touch every life, meet every need and wipe away all tears.," she stopped.
The doctor was standing at the door watching Diana praying for her mother. He wiped the tear that had escaped his eyes before walking to his office. Diana got up and was about to walk to the door.
"Diana!" said her mother with a low voice opening her eyes
"Mum!" shouted Diana excitedly. "You are awake!" she exclaimed with tears in her eyes.
She immediately stormed out of the room and went to call the doctor. The doctor walked fast to the room while Diana followed behind.
"This is a miracle. Her blood has even dropped," he said after checking her. "You a miracle worker young lady. I have never seen nothing like this before."
Dian smiled at him.
"You should go to church doctor," she said silently.
She later sat with her mother in the room and was happy she was alright. The hospital gave them some food to eat. Alex was doing well and things were now back to normal.
"I need to go somewhere mum. I will be back," she said later that afternoon as they sat outside the hospital.
"No problem. You will find us here since I am being discharged tomorrow," said Joyce.
"Okay. I love you mum. You two behave. I will be back," she said sitting up.
"And you too behave I am watching you. If you going to see your boyfriend tell him that you got a brother by the name Admir. If he ever do anything to hurt you I will kill him. I don't love you or like you but still you my sister," said Admire with a serious look on his face.
He was a no nonsense man. Diana just looked at him.
"Mum! Did you hear what he just said?" asked Diana shocked.
"Off you go," said her mother laughingly.
She got into a taxi and paid with the money doctor had gave her. The taxi driver parked the car outside a big house with a black gate. She got out of the taxi and walked to the gate. She rang the bell.
L"Sisi Diana. We are having porridge again. When are we going to eat rice?. I am tired of eating porridge. Morning porridge, afternoon porridge and everning," shouted Admire loudly and angrily, the second born.
"Admire. Just eat. Stop complaining," said Joyce, Diana's mother.
"No! Mama. I am not going to eat the porridge," he shouted sitting up.
"Admire!" called out Diana. "Come back here!"
He ignored her and went straight to bed. Admire was 14 years old. He was a Grade 7 pupil and was about to write his final exams. He was a very bright student. He did not understand that his mother could not afford to buy them rice. He was very stubborn just like his father, Joyce thought.
"It's all my fault. I am sorry, Diana," said Joyce.
"Ohh mum. Don't be it's just Admire can be so stubborn sometimes. Don't mind him.  I will deal with him in the morning," said Diana sofly.
"Sisi Diana!" called out Alex, the last born. "I want some water to drink."
"You finished your porridge. Good kid. I am going to buy you jiggies tomorrow right," she said pinching him.
"Yes and ice cream. I listen to mama. Admire always shouts at her. Mama if I grown old I will buy a car for you and a big house," said Alex smilingly.
They both laughed.
"What a kid! Already planning to buy a car for your mother. Now let's go to bed," said Diana sitting up. "Mum. You  should go and get some rest," she spoke looking at her.
"No. I just want to wash dishes. You know cockroaches."
"I will wash them mum. It's been a long a day. Go and get some rest."
"Are you sure?"
"Mum. I am 18 years old and you know I can do everything. Now take Alex and go to sleep."
"Thank you my daughter. My legs are already hurting," said Joyce sitting up.
She almost fell when Diana caught her hand.
"Mum! Are you okay?"
She helped her sit down. She poured a cup of water for her and took it all down.
"Thank you!" she said handing her back the cup.
"Are you okay?" asked Diana concerned.
"My chest. I just felt dizzy maybe it's because I have been working too much."
"You should get some rest. I will go and sell the tomatoes at the rank. I don't want anything bed to happen to you," said Diana. "Alex has already slept. Let me carry him to his bed."
She carried Alex and laid him on the bed. She helped her mother to sleep before she started washing dishes. Tears steaming down on her cheeks. She wondered who was going to take care of her mother when she has gone to University. Only a month left for her to go. She finished washing dishes and went to sleep.
She looked at her mother. She could not bear the pain of seeing her suffer because of her. She needed to find a part time job or be a maid. Thus she wanted to visit Amy's mother early in the morning. They had torned blankets. She could not sleep at night as she kept tossing and turning counting sheeps but she didn't seem to get any eye shut. She heard  Alex crying in his sleep. Her mother was about to get up since they both slept on the floor and stopped her.
"Sleep mum. Let me," she whispered getting up.
Her mother went back to sleep while she sat on the bed. She sat watching Alex's face. She shushed and patted and after no more than five minutes he had gone quiet. Looking at Alex she remembered how she used to rock him sleep while singing a song for him. She would wait untill he was in a deep sleep before putting him down. By the time Alex was 1 year old not only could he sleep comfortably out her arms and without feeding through his naps. He would have a quick feed when they went into the room then roll away and explore, play. After a while he would lay down and go to sleep. Diana would always lay next to him and sometimes he would come and cuddle with her. She wiped the tears that had escaped before kissing him on the cheek. She loved him very much and he looked just like her dad.
"Poor thing. I love you, Alex. My little brother," she whispered looking at him.
She went back to sleep but hardly slept that night. Alex was very unsettled overnight waking up most every 2 hours. She was about to go back to sleep again when Alex started crying.
"What is it Alex?" she asked with a hint of panick in her voice.
"My tummy hurts. Mama, my tummy," he cried out loud.
"Mum! He is very hot. We need to go to the hospital," said Diana staring at Alex.
Her mother did not respond.
"Mum!" she shouted shaking her but still did not respond.
She had no one to call. It was 2am in the morning. She got the strenght and decided to wake up Admire. He woke up.
"What is it Sisi Diana?" asked Admire angrily.
"It's mum and Alex. We need to take them to the hospital. Light up the candle. You will carry Alex on your back and I will carry mum," she said with tears in her eyes.
She needed to be strong for Admire's sake. She carried her mother on her back while Admire carried Alex. They got out of the house and walked to the hospital. Diana's heart was pounding really fast. Praying that her mother was going to be alright.
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