The sun was high up
shining so bright with the promise of a better day ahead,I was just eleven years old and the first child of a family of five excluding uncle jabar, whom no longer stays with us although his rented apartment was only a stone throw from our place.I was so happy when uncle jabar got a place because it gave me a chance to go out.
I know you are wondering a chance to go out! I live in the ghetto area of the town so mum and dad are extremely cautious of the way we go out or mingle with people,I could remember vividly the day dad caught me rolling tyres along the street,,that day was a day I couldn't forget,dad knelt me down then gave my siblings sticks to start beating me,I was so embarrassed but then I learnt my lesson.
Now you see how happy I was when I got a chance to leave the house under the guise of...