Arike,Arike,Arike!!!! shouted Mama.....I immediately set aside the food I was eating to beckon on Mama's call..."Yes maami,mo n bo oo"...I ran outside to meet her....
Mama was always fond of me,she has been catering for me from the tender age of four after I the cold hands of death took my parents...
One cold morning Dad and Mom where going for a burial ceremony and decided to leave me with Mama,I cried and cried for them to take me along...."sweetie, I'll be back soon ok,I gave Mama done snacks so u could eat it when hungry"said my Mom,but still I wasn't satisfied ... Dad horned and shouted"honey hop in let's go" ...Mom pecked me on my cheek and patted my back lightly....
All I could see was a waved from my mom as tears ran through my cheek,Mama wiped my face and sang for me.... Christmas without mom and dad won't be fun..
On 24th December,Mama turned on d radio just to listen to the 7am news before we would kill our chicken and cook our jollof rice..I went in to get some water to wash my face,only to hear a loud scream from outside...Yeeeeeeehhh!! orooo!!!...I ran out nd found Mama lying on the ground.. Mama kilosele??!! I weeped also...Mama never uttered a word....