As I dey talk before, I came back from school and saw commotion at the front of Papa and Mama Tabara’s apartment. People were around that place, Mama Tabara the once quiet woman was shouting like a mad woman. Due to the multitude and the hunger that was frustrating me, I saw Grace smiling at the frontage.
I greeted her and went inside, she prepared egusi soup and garri, I ate and had my bath then slept. I no even get strength to hear gist first that time, when I come wake up. I come go see Grace for parlour.
Me: wetin happen for Papa Tabara their house na?
Grace: no be small thing my sister.
Me: gist me na.
Grace: first go bring ice cold chill block water for fridge, I need am before I gist you.
I no get choice na, and Grace always does that whenever you ask her for something. She go first send you message as if say iffa no hear the gist I go die.
Grace told me that the two children given birth by Mama Tabara are not Papa Tabara whose name is Johnson children, the thing shock me Oh. She later told me that the real father of Tabara and the little baby came to claim his children, and Mama Tabara want to divorce Papa Tabara. Papa Tabara refused and wanted to beat Mama Tabara, the other man that impregnated Mama Tabara is a soldier. He beat Johnson like a thief and threw him out of the house, and Mama Tabara na police officer oh.
Utoor Johnson the girlizer, common is correct joor. You sabi English pass me? *winks*.
After that day we stopped seeing Johnson around the Estate, rumour had it that he is in the hospital treating his broken bones, lol. Why no be broken kulikuli la?. Our elder say a day will come when the tree will be force to dance to the wind.
The next day in school. Rumour had it that two girls wanted to seduce the new teacher, and they were caught. Me sef think say na just amebo stuffs now when the headmistress gather all of us in the assembly hall and address us, she called Lizzy out and two other girls, our classroom teacher was standing at the podium with them too.
Headmistress: some of you here want to become prostitute in the future, I won’t allow that. Just imagine these three girls writing love letters to my son. Lizzy even you.
Lizzy: ma please, is the devil.
Headmistress: three of you will bring your parents to school tomorrow.
Two girls and Lizzy: ma please, don’t call our parents.
Headmistress: shut up! I won’t allow you to be useless at this tender age.
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Gosh! They begged and begged but the headmistress had made up her mind to drag their parents to school, fear catch me sha… What if I follow go drag the new fine bobo, my Papa for just turn to Lu-Ken and finish me with mortal kombat style. I vowed that day not to have anything with any teacher.
Our elder say nothing is sweeter than knowledge with time, I started growing small small hairs in my pubic region. Sometimes I will even try to plait it in the bathroom but it was so small, I wanted to make sure it grow so that I will plait it. I kept it till one day I raised my arm and Grace saw it, she asked me to barb it with shaving stick that isn’t good for a woman to keep hairs in those places, blabla… She don forget say I be girl.
I cry ehnn.. as I shave the hair, anytime I touched somewhere around that place, I will we-t. Third term ended and I took first again, during the holiday I knew Schoolboy. One drunk in the Estate, I hate that man with passion. He smokes and drink anyhow, and beat his wife but the woman nodey gree run. I come dey wonder why, he is a police officer.
Grace sent me to buy local gin because his wife usually sell it at their apartment, I knocked and he asked me to come in. I was thirteen then ripe at the front, heavy at the back and sweet in the middle winks. Sugar thirteen like me.