MAYA
It's been three weeks since the contest that had made the queen and her family a pariah in their own land, and me a hero.
Three weeks of floating in the air at the special treatment given to me by the community members, as if I was a princess; a treatment that also stretched to my family.
In school, I received gifts on a daily basis, and requests to be friends, from males and females, even from seniors. But following my parents' admonition, I've been able to remain humble amongst it all, or at least I tried. It wasn't easy.
Parents, because over the past couple of weeks, I have decided to adopt Laura and Peter as my parents. The first time I had called Laura, mom, and Peter, dad, they had broken down, crying. We had been eating at the dining table.
