A Very Nigerian New Year

It was the first of January.

She woke up.

Dad shouted her name, She answered.

Dad told her,
“Get dressed.”

Her heart jumped.

Dad continued,
“Eat.”

Her heart was gladdened.

Dad paused.

She pictured the electric blue gown she would wear in her mind’s eye. She could only wait to be told the destination dad was about to take her to.

Then dad said,
“Pick up a knife, you and your sisters need to peel those cassavas in the backyard so that the garri can be fried today.”

She obeyed,
“Yes daddy.”

I am she.

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