MY EVERYTHING.....PART 1
Mama was many things to me. A protector,a sueccour,a lover,a bread winner,a disciplinarian and a hard woman.
It was cold this morning when I set out into the street to hawk. I smiled and greeted everyone that I came across; the young,old,men ,women and even children.
No,I did not mind stepping in mud or getting splashed dirt water by the Keke riders.i did not mind inhaling the naseauting smell of the "Igbo" from mama Ojos costumers.
I was going to do anything to finish selling the neatly wrapped fifty naira pap on my head.
I recalled the uneasiness In mamas eyes as she glanced at me and focused on my firm and perky breasts.she has told me a week ago how I would soon be ripe for bra wearing.
She had promised to buy me a bra,that day and as I looked at my little growing breast,I wondered what wearing a bra would feel like.
Mama told me that my breast were also my private parts.she told me to keep anyone ,man or woman from touching my breast. It is only an animal that would do that "she said".
She also told me to slap,bite or use anything to hit anyone who tries to touch my breast. I promised mama that I will not hide anything from her and that I always lived up to.
As I approached one street that housed a lot of nursing mothers and children who will be needing the pap,I sighted nduka and his friends playing in front of their house.
I hated Nduka ,I hated his hair that nursed several patches of ringworm like huts in a dirty village.i hated his yellow grin and his decorated face from his mother's beatings.
I called him riffraff but never at his face. I never greeted him and his friends.i just always walked passed him and his annoying friends making jest of me. I was going to do the same today;I don't want trouble.
Next part coming up soon.
