Truth, Finding Us
AND FRANCIS EGU WRITES: *This is how a lazy writer writes, forgive me please"
I went to see my sister's kids where she'd taken them to make her daughter's hair. There, I saw a very young lady who looked old; she was cooking close to a kiosk when I walked into the compound that housed the traditional stylist, but we exchanged pleasantries.
Having spent some time with my nephew and niece, I left the way I'd come. When she felt I was close enough, she smiled and went 'Bros, I dey on top table o.'
This time, she was seated with her plate of rice and stew on the table; there was neither meat nor fish, just survival.
I returned that sweet smile with an amazing flash of mine; it was about her strength and hard work... I couldn't help adding 'thank you' for her attempt at living, being understood and giving.
That was one! keep reading........