ADULTING

What if everything they told us about being an adult was all a lie? What if being an adult was just a coma experience of what our future would look like? Hi, I’m Jemimah and my head is a very mysterious place. Let me take you back to the very begining of this mystery called “Adulthood”…. Being born in the North-Central region of Nigeria and without a silver spoon like the other rich kids I went to school with, my parents were the most supportive and hardworking couple. Just like any other parent, they tried to protect me from the dangers of the world but turns out, they couldn’t be the hero’s in every chapter of my life. There were unspoken rules our parents had, especially our Nigerian mothers. They would harldy talk much, rather, their eyes did the talking. For our fathers, they were more like the fall back to for our mothers when the canes they used to discipline us could no longer move us, they would always report us to our fathers who would take over from them(lol. it was very annoying then). Then, it seemed so unfair, but now I realize how strong of a team that was. I recall vividly something that happened when I was growing up. My cousin and I went to a neigbors shop to purchase some sweets, we kept knocking at the door but there was no response, so we decides to serve ourselves. Thinking we had escaped because no one stopped us, that evening, the owner of the shop who was populary known as “Maman Henry” showed up to our house, walked right to where my mum was and reported us. My mum made us select our canes according to our sizes and she dealt with us mercilessly, my dad walked in on her, not caring to find ou our offense, he joined in supporing his wife. That day taught me a great lesson, if my parents hadn’t disciplined us that day and that woman hadn’t reported us, what we saw as kids as a whitw crime would have worsened and probably by now, one would think it was okay to take what belonged to others. like I said in the begining, I wasn’t born with a silver spoon, but today, I can tell that my parents refined me to become even more precious than gold and impact lives possibly in my small community and the world at large.