Mama!
I called out as I entered the dim room with and orange hue radiating from the little lamp on the table where my mum sat. She looked up from the book she always read, her hope book, as she always calls it. "I'm pregnant and the father of my child is in prison for burgling "were the thoughts that danced round my teeth. How do I tell my mother this?.
We came to River State from Kastina with the hope of finding real life. The life we lived in our previous place wasn't one to call a life. With my hands in my mouth still suckling, I could fathom all the horror my mom was made to go through in the hands of her masters. My mom was raped, batered, bruised in all form just so she could provide for herself and the little girl she had from one of her rape incidents. When I turned 10, the eyes of the predators were already turning to my direction and my mama wouldn't have that.
Coming all the way to Port Harcourt, a city in Rivers State was only because of my mums prayers, work, blood and tears. I was old enough to join in the suffering, I suffered too, but I watched my mom suffer the most, because she wanted me to have all she couldn't have. Education, hope, and a life better...