Episode_2 and 3
“How many hours did it take you to fetch just a bucket of water?” Maria snarled.
I turned the water into a drum and made to walk past her. She pushed me and I toppled over, bashing my head on the floor, I shrieked in pain.
“! I will make this house miserable for you, so far you and your witches won’t let me give birth.”
“I didn’t hold your womb, go and ask the doctor who helped you abort so many babies when you were a love peddler in town.” I blurted out, I was surprised at myself.
Wow! I’m now grown, not the little girl she used to molest. 14 yrs no be beans, I’m not called Tejumola for nothing.
She stared at me surprised, hate-pain and anger written all over NATH_ INFLUENCE:
“Who did you call a love-peddler?” she marched towards me.
I backed away slowly, too slow enough for her to grab me. She beat, scratched and pulled my cornrows. I begged and begged to no avail. Sensing she might kill me, i stopped begging. I held unto her tightly, brought my mouth close to her ear and screamed with all my might. She quickly released me cos my scream could make her go deaf, it was piercing and irritating. I ran out of the kitchen, into my room. I quickly bolted it, locked it with keys.
She banged at my door.
“Teju open the door, I’l kill you today.” she yelled.
“Ashewo kobo kobo no market today?” I screamed back at her.
She fell silent, I could hear her sob, winchy-wincho! I hissed.
I examined my injuries, just then I remembered i was hungry. There was no way maami is gonna feed me today, I will wait till she is asleep, then I’l steal some packs of indomie.
Man pikin dey suffer! I told myself after gulping down three cups of water.
I stopped about a 100 metres from the school gate to examine myself. I wiped off some sweats, cleaned my shoes and so on.
I took a quick glance at my wristwatch before resuming my cleaning exercise.
8am? Yikes! I don over late. I quickened my pace and in no time, the school gate was just a few steps away. Eric was standing there, alongside David and some other prefects. Some ‘late-comers’ too were kneeling down.
“Good morning senior” I flexed my knees, already I was working out some excuses…
“bad morning to you! Join them!” Eric snarled gesturing towards the other students.
“Let her go in now, you know they’re writing J.S.C.E exams…they would start by nine.” David was pleading with Eric.
“No, she must be punished!” Eric said with a note of finality. “what’s even your business with this girl? Ehn?” he added. “kneel down there!” he ordered me.
“You don’t have the authority!” David retorted at him.
“who has? You?” Eric sneered
“Get inside!” David told me.
I stood up sharply, dusted my bag, and walked past Eric.
“come back here!” Eric pulled me back.
I shrieked feigning pain, pretending to loose my balance. David quickly held me to steady my balance.
“You don’t dare rough handle her!” He growled at Eric.
“Why? Cos she’s your girlfriend? See this small boy o!” Eric sneered.
Quick as a flash, I saw David raise his hand and his palm landed on Eric’s cheek.
“How dare you?” Eric darted towards him. They engaged in a scuffle, David beating up Eric.
I didn’t stand to watch the show, I ran quickly towards the classroom, I needed to revise my notes. Who separated the fight? I didn’t care.
Ayo rang the bell. “School closed” He yelled.
Every student excitedly picked up their bags, lunch boxes and what have you- they all hurried out of school. For some reasons, I remained seated in my position.
“Teju, won’t you go home?” Bisi asked me strapping her bag.
I bit my lower lip, they send this girl to me ni?!
“Teejumoolaaa…” she cooed
“Biiissiii” I replied.
“won’t you go home?”
“When did you become my guardian? Ehn?” I queried
“Nooo, I was just trying to..” she tried to explain.
“Shut up! Over sabi-sabi! Did we come to school together this morning?” I cut her short.
“Okay, sorry o.” she walked away, leaving me alone in the now- empty class.
Good riddance! I rather remained in school than go back home to see Maami’s ugly face. The school became quite, only for some low voices from the staff room. I played around the class, mimicked some teachers, practiced some dance steps, I even practiced some kung fu, Imagining Maami as my opponent, punching her ugly face and kicking her buttocks, just to while away time.
I glanced at my wristwatch; 4:30pm. Good! Atleast with 30mins trekking, I’ll get home by 5pm. I quickly rehearsed my plans.
Firstly, I go to the kitchen, fill my bag with bread and 5 packs of indomie.
Secondly, greet Maami before hiding in my room.
That woman can’t kill me! Besides i haven’t paid for my practicals. Maami refused to give me money. I got to the school gate and saw a boy in unifo
rm standing there. Maybe he is waiting for their family driver to pick him up, spoilt rich man’s children.
“Hey!” David said, standing up
“Good afternoon senior.” I replied.
“what are you still doing in school?” He asked.
See question, you too what are doing here!
“Errm, I stayed back to revise some notes.” I said instead
“Oh really? That’s nice” he shook his head like an agama lizard
“I’ve been waiting for my driver, the guy doesn’t wanna show up” he added with a weary look.
Did I ask you? Can’t you trek?
“Eeyaah, sorry senior.” I said wearing a pitying face.
“your driver is here to pick you?” he asked
“Noo, me I’m trekking o”
“Wow, that could be fun!” his eyes glinted, his dimples showing.
Fun! Indeed! I smiled.
“Can I join you?, I mean, lets trek together?” he was smiling too and those dimples… Oh! I was a sucker for dimples.
“okay, no problem.” I sounded like someone important.
He picked his books, and we trekked home together. That was how we became friends. We always trekked home together, no more driver coming to pick him up. We’d stay back in school after closing for hours doing nothing in particular. He always bought me snacks and carbonated drinks during breaktime, I always collected them with ‘thanks’.
I told him about some fees i havent paid in the school and he paid them for me. Our friendship grew. hmmm, like seriously. He was a true friend to me. He was my brother, my sister, my mother and even my father because my real father has no time for me, his beautiful daughter.
No prefect dares to punish me anymore, I became more stubborn and efficient in my trouble making.
💗 TEJUMOLA 🎓
I came back home late in the evening as usual, I tip-toed to the kitchen to begin my daily routine of indomie and bread theft. I
walked gently into the sitting room after accomplishing my mission, I found my father sitting there.
Suprised, I gaped at him, when did he come back?
“Baami,”I shrieked before jumping into his arms.
“Hey, my little princess, omo mi atata.”He patted my head.
“welcome Baami, I missed you ooo, when did you come back?”
“This morning”He smiled, my father is too
“why are you just coming back from school by this time?”he queried. I racked my brain hard
“Errm, Baami, you know the distance from school, its too far, I have to trek, and besides we are having extra lessons in school
“aah! Maami, you know I won’t lie now.”I quickly said, whats wrong with this winchy sef.
“other children in this area came back home since 2pm..”she began
“I was singled out now, you know, errm, we…errm, we’ll be going for a competition very soon.”I scratched my head.
“Its alright, just make sure you come home early, okay?”My father patted my head.
“You’ve become so lean Teju, what happened?”he looked me all over.
I looked at Maria, she looked visibly scared,
I might give her away.
“No..Baami, I’m missing you that’s why.”I
“Come and sit on my laps, omo mi atata.”he pulled me towards him.
I sat down on his laps with a wide grin.”Tejumola omo baba re”
I glanced at maria, she looked jealous.
“Maami, why are you looking at me like that?”
“Don’t mind your mother, she’s jealous.”My father said before leading me to my room.
Things went on well, both in school and at home, no more qualms.
David was writting his S.S.C.E examination, we’re still the best of friends.
One day after his afternoon paper, we were sitted in an empty class room, discussing nothing important when he suddenly said
“Teju, very soon, I’d be leaving school, I would further my education abroad…”he hesistated.
“That means, I won’t get to see you everyday anymore.”he added with a pained expression.
“hmmm””hmmm? Is that all you’d say? You won’t miss me I guess.”he said placing an arm round my shoulder.
I laughed. He sounded funny, miss who?
“have I ever told you, how beautiful you look when you laugh?”He brought his face closer to mine.
I blushed furiously, though I’m dark
in complexion so it wasn’t visible.
“I love you Teju.”he whispered.
One thing led to another and we started kissing…
We all stood in straight lines on the assembly ground. Being one of the tallest girls in my class, I stood at the far back
“Sing the National athem after count of three…1…2..3″the assembly prefect instructed.
The whole school sang except me. I wasn’t feeling so well that morning, I vomited thrice before coming to school, couldn’t eat
breakfast cos I didn’t have appetite to..
“The pledge!”the prefect said again
“I pledge to Nigeria my country..”I managed to mutter before everything around me began to spin. I felt dizzy, I tried to steady
my self, my palms became sweaty.
I rubbed my eyes, opened them, the whole school was spinning faster, I quickly shut my eyes, my head was spinning too…
😢I passed out.
I opened my eyes again, only to find myself on the hospital bed.
My father was staring at me, disappointment written all-over his face.
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“Kpele- sorry”he said when I tried to sit up.
What was going on? I rubbed my forehead to ease the pain.
“Teju..”My father began
“You know I love you, and will do anything
to make you happy..”
I became tensed, something was wrong somewhere.
“I want you to tell me the truth…”he continued.
Truth of what? I asked myself
“tell me, Who did this to you?”his voice became shaky
“Who is reponsible for this pregnancy?”he said gently.
I frozed at the spot. Preg..what? Who? Me?
Tejumola? Is this a dream?
I pressed my stomach firmly.
How can I be pregnant?
“Teju…”my father placed his hands on my back.
“Talk to me.”
I held his gaze for a moment, before looking away. I could feel the whole world crashing at my feet. Fat tears rolled down my
cheeks. What would I tell my father?
“Don’t cry.”my father held my hands in his.
I turned to look at him, he was crying too.
“Its all my fault..”he lamented
“I should have spent more time with you..”
I could feel my heart splitting, should I tell him or not?
David was far away in London…I’m finished.
My father hugged me”my daughter, I’m sorry, forgive me for not always having time for you”he whispered.
“I’m sorry Baami, I’m sorrrry”I wailed
“It’s alright, don’t cry anymore, I’m here for you, I’d take good care of you.”he patted my back soothingly.I didnt tell who was
responsible for my pregnancy and i had no intention of telling him later.
I could see the guilt in his eyes.he really blamed himself for my predicament and i sincerely was sorrowful in heart for letting
him down. I wish my mother was alive,this might not have happened to me
I hate maami.Her hostile attitude towards me played a part in ruining my happy life.
My thoughts were far far away.How can i raise a child under my father’s roof.
How can i raise my head in the public. David is overseas.I never knew this would ever happen.I never dreamt of it.
My loud sobs echoed through the walls