==THE VILLAGE GIRL== EPISODE 4 She started noticing the signs some days ago; the new change to her flow, a milky difference, slight and strange, the unusual tenderness of her bosoms and the new sensation at her Tip area. And there was the killing fatigue. She would barely get by an hour without feeling like dropping down on whatever soft, stretch her legs and sleep. Things were still normal enough with the changes though…till the onset of the morning sickness. That was when Onyiudo Ekemma, her mother, confirmed her suspicion and she reacted. She watched her that morning till the loud retching sounds stopped. She spat and took a cup of water from the tall metal drum. Her eyes were all teary as she drank a bit of water, gurgled and threw it out. She was on a repeat when she heard her mother’s voice. ‘Bia, Nwamma, come here!’ Her heart pounded as she dragged towards her. Onyiudo Ekemma stared at her with near disgust, like someone with an unsightly boil on her face. She touched her face, pressed down the skin area around her eyes and jerked her face to a face. She touched her face, pressed down the skin area around her eyes and jerked her face to a face. She yelped, slamming her palms together. ‘It has finally happened! My enemies have tried me and gotten me!’ She examined her daughter’s face again. She clapped again. ‘Ewoo! This girl has finally done it! Hey! Finally she has brought shame to me!’ Her younger brother came out then. He asked their mother what the problem was but Onyiudo Ekemma shoved him aside and picked one of her rubber flip-flops. ‘Foolish girl! Tell me who is responsible!’ The slapping sounds of flexible plastic burst in the air, peppered with loud screams of pain. Onyiudo Ekemma was unrelenting. ‘Tell me now! Tell me the he-goat you opened your legs for! Tell me!’ Pa pa pa pa, went the slaps on her back, shoulder, buttocks, anywhere that seemed possible now. She held her firm with one hand so that running off was not an option. Finally she was able to and she ran deep down the small bush bordering their compound. She stood under the avocado tree and tried to breathe. Onyiudo Ekemma was unrelenting still. ‘Your bags are outside!’ Her screaming voice was followed by jingling sounds of materials thrown off carelessly. ‘Go to the man that has impregnated you! You can’t live with that shame in my house!’ Her voice lowered. ‘Mbanu, no! It can never happen. I did not bring shame to my mother so why would my own be different.’ ‘Mama, what is–‘ ‘Bia nwokem, run inside now before I descend on you!’ The young boy quietly went inside. Onyiude Ekemma cursed some more before she entered her room and dressed up for the market. She didn’t talk with her fellow traders at the market and even shouted at her customers. ‘Go! If you don’t want to buy go! Do you not know what is happening in the North right now? Dont you know that bokoharam have seized bama? Dont you know that shekau is still alive? Do you think we cultivate onions? Did I cultivate the onions myself?’ The people that knew her before, her sprightly attitude and refreshing perkiness, were amazed. TO BE CONTINUED... EPISODE 5 LOADING...
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 08:58:08 +0000
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