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The time had come to start my journey. I leaned out of the window, waving as long as I could while she disappeared into the distance.
I was now convinced that it will take no less than another 365days before we again will get to see which of course is dependent on when the degree I had applied for earlier in the year was billed would round off.

As I looked into the bag she had insisted I take along to ascertain what really was in it, I was amazed at how she had arranged some crayfish, dried fish as well as some spices into a well packed polythene bag. Indeed mothers will be mothers. Yes of course, I successfully resisted the pressure to take a bite from the yummy fish but eagerly waited to arrive at my destination that yours sincerely might do justice to the content of the said bag.

Upon arrival which was late in the evening, I did settle but cooking sure wasn't part of the plan. Luckily, I had garri and supper was ready thanks to the available fish in the bag.
Everyday is sure worth celebrating our mothers as they've got everything covered.

© Abraham Omorogiuwa 18|06|2020
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