Chapter 1

Maame can I go to school tomorrow? I asked in tiredness on our way back home as the water we went to sell in the market were sold out. She said in anger, whose money are you going with, in fact who should work and earn money for you to go to school. It didn't shocked me because I was always shout at whenever I wanted to go to school. We reached home in a short time. Papa said to me Faiza hurry up and cook because I'm really hungry. I stood there thinking "I haven't even sit down, rest and now I should cook". I asked where are the ingredients? Is in the kitchen , he said . Maame ! Papa! the food is ready oooo . Why are there three stools ?, the food will satisfy only two people that me and your father, go to the room there is an orange there eat it. I left there quietly. Faiza come and clean the place we are done eating ,Ok Maame. We sat outside for some fresh air because the room was too hot. In some minute a young gentleman came there who happen to be my classes teacher . He occasionally visit me when my staying at home get longer , my parents will tell him we doesn't have money that is why she hasn't been able to come. But today he came with a different thing . He told my mom if he can come here everyone to teach me because I was very intelligent and brilliant. It takes them a long time to think about it but they later agreed to let him be my tuitor .

After two days teaching me he had a conversation with my parents whiles I wasn't there. He told them he will be leaving from the Village to the town and so he want to go with me. It didn't sound well to their ears so they decided to think about it and give them him the answer another day. In the evening I heard my parents saying I'm a burden and so the money they are spending on me they can use it for something else. The teacher came on the other day, they told him they have agreed to let me go with him. As usually as we came back home from the selling of the water , cooking and cleaning my parents called me. We want to have a conversation with you . They began , the teacher that teaches you want to take you to the town. I don't even know him that much, I don't know if good or bad and even you didn't ask for my concern. Do you people hate me that much that you want to send me away from you?, is that why you said I'm a burden for you? They said , shut up! Who is elder here, do you have wisdom more than we have? What if he is going to do something bad , I said with tears flowing from my eyes bitterly. They added and the day you are leaving is just tomorrow so you better pack up. I could tell that that didn't border them a bit. I went to the room sat down and cried severely like I was dying and then I started questioning myself "why do they hate me? Am I not their real child? Why do they want to send me away? Was I adopted ".I calmed myself down by saying a person who wasted his time just to teach me is a good person right ?I answered myself ,yes he is a very good person. I packed my things whiles they were having a good chart outside. I was ready to leave with the teacher, my parents didn't show any sign of sadness within them I kept to myself then left.