CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
As Naya watched the children enter the yellow bus and she waved at them, she felt the need to be a child again with no care in the world, except the kids doesn't have it easy either.
So throughout the day she kept herself busy in her garden. Naya had recently decided to start her cassava farming. First, she had the cook's son make ridges for her and she paid him a fair wage.
Naya spend the whole morning learning how to cut cassava stem and get them ready for planting except half the cassava stem she cut were unfit for farming and the cook's son had to teach her all over again and again how to do it right.
But Naya's mind was elsewhere and she was finding it difficult to concentrate.
After Naya accepted she was a hopeless case when it comes to cassava stem cutting, she relinquished the rights to the gardening knife to the capable hands of the cook's son.
