Glenda carefully sprinkled sugar onto the cake humming quietly to herself. The sweet melody of the song she was humming was stuck in her head,and she couldn't stop herself from letting the time escape her lips.After Glenda finishes humming and goes back to work,she starts thinking about how much she misses her mother. She remembers all the time they would sing and dance together,and she start to get lost in the memories. As she's baking,she starts to hum "omoge mi"by adekunle gold softly to herself. She closes her eyes and let the music take her away.
Suddenly she hears mr.jones voice from across the bakery. "Hey,Glenda!can you stop that humming?it's really getting annoying!"she's jolted back to reality,and she's embarrassed that she got lost in her memories. She apologises again and tries to focus on her work. But the song is still stuck in her head,and she can't stop humming it.Finally,she stops and takes a deep breath.
"I'm never going to sing again,"she tells herself."it's too painful.
Glenda tries to focus on her work,but she keeps thinking about her mother and how much she loved to sing. The memories are overwhelming,and she feels like she's being pulled back into the past. Suddenly,she hears a soft voice singing softly in the distance. It's the same song she was humming "omoge mi".She turns around and sees a young woman standing in the corner of the bakery,singing the song. The woman has a beautiful voice,and Glenda is transfixed by her performance. The woman finishes the song and then smile at Glenda. "That's a beautiful song ",she says.
"It Is,isn't it?Glenda replies,still in a bit of a daze.It reminds me of my mother ",she adds before she can stop herself. The woman nods understanding the emotional Glenda is feeling. "Your mother must have been a very special person ",she says.glenda nods and she feels a lump forming in her throat. She doesn't want to start crying,but she can't help it. "She was",she manages to say.The woman looks at her with a kind compassionate expressions."why don't you tell me about her?she asks.
Glenda takes a deep breath and begins to tell the woman about her mother. She talks about how her mother was a singer and how they would sing together all the time. She talks about how her mother always encouraged her to pursue her dreams,no matter what.As she speaks,Glenda feels like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders.she's not sure how much time has passed,but she realizes that the woman has been listening intently the whole time. When she finishes,the woman gives her a warm smile."Your mother sounds like an amazing woman ",she says .
Just then Glenda hears a noisebehind her,she turns and sees that Mr.jones is standing there,watching her.She feels a wave if panic wash over her.Did he hear everything she said?I'm sorry,I was just.she begins,but Mr Jones interrupt her."Don't be sorry",he says"i could tell you were having a moment,and I didn't want to interrupt ".Glenda is taken aback by his response. "I didn't realise you were such a sensitive person ",she says. Mr.jones shrugs.
"I think we all have moment when we need to be sensitive",he says. "It's just a matter if recognizing them and being there for people when they need it".Glenda thinks about his word and realizes that he's right. "You're a pretty wise person Mr.jones ",she says. He smiles and laugh
"Well I try",he says. Then he looks at her and says "you know,I think your mother would be very proud of you ".Glenda feels a lump forming in her throat again. "Thank you",she says,her voice barely a whisper.