Along the road side, Maryjane and Sandra are seen hawking oranges
Maryjane: buy your orange, buy your orange
Sandra: buy four for fifty naira, buy your orange
(An hour later they are don selling their oranges)
Maryjane: let’s count how much we have made (she takes her bowl 0f money beside her and counts) six hundred naira,
wow, Sandra how much did you make?
Let me count (she looks for her bowl beside her but it wasn’t there, she checked her pocket, it was empty)
Maryjane: what’s wrong?
Sandra: I I I I I dropped my bowl here beside me but I can’t find it
Maryjane: ah, what are we going to tell madam, someone must have stolen it
Sandra: (weeps) who did this to my poor soul, what are we going to do now? I am damned
Maryjane: hold mine for me (she gives her her money she sold from the sales of the oranges she sold) madam would be
expecting us by no lets go
(Few minutes thy arrived at madams orange shop)
Maryjane&Sandra: good evening ma, we are back
Madam: shut up, look at the time you two are just arriving, idiots ungrateful girls…….(she drags the empty basket from their hands)where is my money?
Sandra: em…….em, I
Maryjane :( cuts in) give her the six hundred naira you made, someone stole my money
Madam: what! (She lands her a heavy slap on her poor cheeks) who stole my money, you better give me my money, (she slaps her again)
Sandra: please ma, don’t beat her again, please
Madam: will you shut up your mouth (she takes a wood sand bangs it on her back, as Sandra falls down)
Madam: die, you worthless child, no one would know you are missing!
Maryjane: I would miss her, how dare you bang a wood on my sisters back (she yells and cries)
Madam: you silly wretch, you still have the guts to yell back at me (she rushes to Maryjane, falls her down, beats her severely, until she was no longer able to cry) you got what you deserve now get out of my front
Maryjane: (she manages to stand up, while bleeding from her nose, she staggers helplessly to where Sandra was laying helplessly on the floor) Sandra, Sandra (in a feint voice)
Sandra: how are we going to leave here, I ma in shock with the way that wood landed on my back, I am having a severe
headache, I don’t think I can walk (she looks at Maryjane with pain in her eyes) you are bleeding from your nose again
Maryjane: (cleans the tears in her eyes)mother, father, ahhhh, Mr. osita, you made me become an orphan, we can’t stay
here, come, I would carry you to our home, our bridge where we sleep on cardboards laid in stinks, our lives are
meaningless to people, we are worthless but not hopeless.
(She carries Sandra in her arm, they fell down so many times, weeping in pains)
Maryjane: motheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer!!!!!!!!
Blackout
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