Sigh !! Another beautiful day that the lord had made .but The problem now is that I'm wasnt glad in it. I mean how could I be when it was the same process over and over and over again.
From getting up from bed in the morning til I came back to it in the night. I mean Where is the flavor in between?
I got up from bed sluggishly as I went into the bathroom to wash my face. I could already hear the clapping and singing from the living room. of course they started without me well I wasn't bothered until my eyes met the wall clock on my room wall. oh my at first I thought i wasn't seeing the wall clock clearly so I switched on my room lights.
4:02am?!?! Are you serious right now ?!?! When did I sleep?and besides Who does morning devotions by four in the morning ..!! Ugh yeah yeah I know just realized how that sounded after screaming out loud in my head.
But Why me ? what did I do to deserve this? I sprint all night while they snored and cuddled their pillows and I end up sleeping by past three in the morning only for mu sister to come wake me up an hour later that same morning all in the name of devotions ?!? I'm sure even the lord would understand my predicament. But my dad wasn't the lord he is just he same ol typical dad who wasn't ready ti stress himself that much always active with his belt whenever he felt his words weren't effective enough. and I'm sure he's counting down right now waiting for me to still be in the room when he reaches that final number.
Well not today no way no no I already have a lot to handle and a slap on the face from my dad and would be just the perfect thing to make me pass out so I had to respect myself and step into the living room.
Ah just like I expected. The look making its way all the way through the living room to my eyes as I avoided it. I'm sure I had less than a second left before I stepped out with the way he looked at me I guess I'm lucky.
Well we ended devotions by 6: 12 am yeah you hared me right two whole hours all thanks to mum. She just had to flow with the spirit and prolong the prayers.
To be honest I was just praying she had stopped earlier now I have no time left for a short nap before the day starts Sigh
"Ok everyone to your various chores and duties" My mum announced immediately we were done with the morning devotions. I don't see how I can have four sisters and still have chores to do.
I mean it's not like we live in a mansion, we just an Average family in a three bedroom room apartment. And still I get chores like sweep and mopping the living room every day same with the entrance passage. I mean what does my sister do ? Just cook. Well I don't care what anyone thinks but I don't see cooking as a chore.
It's a wonderful thing it should rather be a hobby at least it is to me. Well there is nothing I can do about the situation do so the best thing to do was just do my part and move in with the day.
"I'm giving you just an hour twelve minutes to do your chores and leave this house". My dads head popped up in my room as he was warned me to head over to work soon.
That was it was just frustrating.everything and everyone. I wanted them all to that I wasn't In a happy mood. So I decide to leave the house without eating anything I just took my bath put in my clothes as I made my way out of my room.
The aroma of the meal really got me but no! I had to stand my ground if I wanted them to know how upset I was
Won't you eat ? My mom asked as I replied immediately not even looking at her face.
No I'm heading to work. I replied as I made my way out my room past the living room till I got outside.
No way was that custard I saw? I love custard and it was just the perfect meal for the cold morning wether hat in earth have I done.
I think I heard my dad chuckle when I said that I want going to have breakfast. I have never done this before I just heard a guy at work boast that if he got annoyed with anyone at home, he would refuse to have anything until the begged him to eat making whatever she felt like eating at the moment.
I guess they was what got into my head. What was I thinking.?!! I forgot my the kind of mother I had a typical African mum. I stylishly waited at the front Porsch maybe m… just maybe she was going to call me back. At this point she didn't need to beg me to eat. She just had to say my name and il take over from there. But no I stood at the door After making my way in and out my room multiple times. And every time I passed I heard my dad chuckle.
I knew I was going to regret my actions at some point. To be honest I already was regretting it. I thought it was going to be the usuals bread and tea because that was what was in the time table but no they just decide ti surprise me today. If all days. Now I just made a decision that was way bigger than me. Not like I forgot anything, but I made my way into my room again passing them as I took a short glance at my little brother
. He was enjoying his breakfast I could see the expression on his face as he took every spoon with his eyes closed enjoying every moment of that custard in his bowl and my sister, the way she took every bite of her buttered bread as it stained her moving lips oh my dear lord it just got worse it was jendol sardine loaf. Oh my God. Mummy why !!
Its like she knew I was going to do this. Then decided to make my best meal.
What are you still doing in this house will you be fast with what you are doing and leave this house immediately my dad as he turned backwards almost catching me peek through my room door.