Adunni's Tales

“Yaaay…you bought us ice-cream and pizza” “Aaaaw… you brought more provisions too” “my brother is the best brother in the world” Layo kept chattering about every single thing Uncle Jide brought. He brought quite a lot of things though and to be sincere, he is indeed caring and loving just as Tayo had said. I just couldn’t get why he kept on staring at me. I could literally feel his eyes on me. I haven’t been in that type of situation before so I didn’t know how to react.  After a while, I decided to look up and trace his eyes to what was actually getting his attention. I traced his eyes to my chest. What could he be looking at on my chest? I was confused. When I folded my hands across my chest and he looked away, I was relieved. “Thank you Uncle Jide for bringing all these for me too…I am very grateful” This time he spoke coherently. “You are welcome my dear.” Everything felt normal again as we sat down in one of the classrooms to eat together. I sat opposite Uncle Jide...

Bola ran to me and dragged me to the restroom. She knows me well enough to be sure that the next thing I will do is burst into tears. It had always been my defence mechanism anytime she catches me doing anything wrong. She sure didn’t want me to be labelled as “crybaby” by my classmates on the first day of school. I tried to tell her what happened amidst the tears but it just made me cry more. She hugged me tight and told me to finish crying before talking. When I was satisfied, I told her what happened…or what I thought happened. “Did you check for your lunchbox where you put yours and it wasn’t there?” “How will it be there when she was eating from it” I answered. Why was she even questioning me?…I thought, she should have rushed to deal with the talkative thief already.  “Let us go and check where you kept yours first” she checked my face to be sure that there were no traces of my tears and then took me to the classroom.  As we passed the eating area, I saw t...

“Bye Layo, be a good girl, make friends… and make sure you eat your food.” That was my mom bidding me farewell before zooming off in her newly acquired Benz E-class. It was my first day at secondary school. My mom was definitely excited that her small baby is growing up fast. As for me, I wasn’t excited neither did I see myself as grown. I didn’t even like the school …not like my opinion was sought anyways. It was just a natural occurrence that I attended the school since Bola did too. With a sigh, I decided to walk towards the classrooms and see how the day will turn out. “Layoo, Layooo my baby” I recognized Bola’s voice out of the voices of many chattering students; some, new students like me, and most returning students. I ran to her, smiling for the first time since I entered the school premises. She hugged me and took my bag and my lunch pack from me. She took me to my classroom, secured a seat for me, arranged my books in my locker, after which she took me to her classro...