SKIRT OF IMMORALITY
Chapter 2
I grew up in a family that wasn’t doing well financially not that we are extremely poor but my mother was the type to always want more. She was never satisfied with whatever effort from my dad.
She always demand for more money and amazingly, we don’t get the chance to even see what she does with the money but my dad had never for once complained. He doing what he should do and my mom kept squandering everything.
It got to a stage that I had to sit my father down and ask him whether she bewitched him but after our discussions, it seemed he was in his right senses, doing everything consciously and that always got me worried.
Sometimes, I would meet up my mother most especially in the kitchen while preparing dinner and then I would talk to her about it but before I would even finish my talk, I would just hear a sound before noticing that I’d received a heavy slap on my face.
It continued for a while and so I decided to stop and allow the two lovebirds do their own thing.
As the first child of the family, my dad always advised me to make sure I study hard so that I won’t suffer in life and whenever I were to be faced with hard life choices, I must always be intentional in deciding. So that even when it turns out bad, I will be able to face the consequences of my actions.
I wrote my JAMB and scored 340. I was so happy that tears began to roll down my cheeks. That score wasn’t bad for a girl that wanted to study Banking and Finance in the university which I won’t mention the name.
My family were so happy for my results. My little brother and sister kept looking at me with eyes of admiration. The way they look at me confirmed the daily words of my father to me.
“You must always set an example for your siblings to follow. It is your mandate”
I’d heard those words several times and it was only when they kept looking at me with those eyes that I realized the true meaning of those words from my father.
One thing is certain, I wanted to be like my father and not my mother because the difference in character between them was so obvious that people aside thought he was actually bewitched and my mother would always reply them with
“Is it your bewitchment? If I bewitch my own husband, how’s that your business?”
😂😂😂 she doesn’t have shame right? That was my mother for you. Very shameless character.
The days past and then my name was listed on the admission list. It was a thing of joy in my family. We celebrated it with some family friends and that night was one of the best night in my entire life.
It was on that night I promised myself to make sure I do my best to make my family very proud and so with time I finished my registration and was ready to resume school where my father had already arranged that I would stay in the school’s hostel.
Pardon me for not introducing my family. My dad’s name was Francis Sam. His wife’s name is Rejoice Francis and then my little brother is David and then my little sister, our last born is Grace.
What an amazing family right? But then, nothing is NEW under the SUN.
TBC
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