Friday, November 28, 2008

Dear Mother


Dear Mother,
How time flies! How I missed you so terribly! I still can’t believe am surviving a whole year with you faraway. Can you imagine, a whole year without your sweet laughter and lovely scolding.
Anyway, how is life up there? I hope you are enjoying the company of those lovely angels. Oh, I really envy you! Chatting with those tender creatures would be quite an experience. were there so many fireworks during Christmas? What about Christmas Carol? Are you planning tosing Carols with the heavenly choir? And lest I forget, did you actually see God on his throne? How big is he? I told my classmates that God is black like me. Mother, is he?
Everyone misses you around here. Father especially. I see it in his eyes everyday. Not even stepmother could give him what you gave him. All she offers is nothing but stupid naggings and salty meals. Can you believe it? Father could not eat his meal last night? The eba was so soft and the soup salty.
I hate stepmother. I really really hate her, mother. She ruined my birthday yesterday and I will never forgive her. I think she is a witch. A very wicked ogbologbo aje at that. I saw her in my dream last night and she wanted to chew my head off.
In that dream, I was at the dinning table with her. She pushed a dish in front of me and when I opened it, it was full of worms and I pushed it away. She said I must eat it, I said I won’t and she became very angry. Smoke was coming out of a her nostril and ears. Then suddenly, her head changed to that of crocodile and I was so scared. I ran outside. She followed me. I screamed for help but no one was around. I was about running out of the compound when she caught up with me. She opened the crocodile teeth, about to chew my head off when I woke up on my bed.
I told kemi about the dream. She said most witches sleep with their legs up and against the wall when they are going for meetings. Maybe one of these days, I will go to her room and hide under her bed. When am certain her legs are up and against the wall, I will come out and scream for people to see. Mother, do you think that is a good idea?
Oh I have to go now! Stepmother. She is screaming my name like a mad woman. I think she is heading towards my room. But mother, will you ever reply my letters? Greetings to the angels.
Yours daughter,
Oyin

27 comments:

aloted said...

Hmm first time here...interesting piece

Dwacon® said...

Glad you found our blog... and we found yours.

kimosabescraps said...

very beautiful writing

archiwiz said...

Very interestingly written, and very much like a child. I like your other stories too.

MissLove said...

U R AWESOME I TELL U!! LOVE UR POSTS!!!!!!!!!! lol @ the ogbologbo aje at that! u blend happy with sad in such a beautiful way. x

Jaycee said...

Aww...

Kemi Penélopê said...

Thanks for stopping by...and I have add that this is a funny post...

Robyn said...

your not pretnding to b a writer 1st time here i lov it though

Omosewa said...

Hellooo, and thanks*wink*

Emeka Amakeze said...

I really pity you. Missing your mum and contending with a witch of a step mum who cooks salty soups and makes watery eba, haba!

tommeh said...

Tight! Keep it up

gbengasile said...

This is definitely a tribute to all those people who have lost their mothers. This goes to show how much mothers mean and how so many of us who still have ours take them for granted sometimes. I'm gonna call my mum right away and tell her i love her and how glad I am that i've still got her. Deola, nice work!

Buki said...

This is nice...:)

~Sirius~ said...

Beautiful.....

Doug P. Baker said...

Deola,

Came here from Rosa's place. First taste is pleasant, I'll have to sample more.

Buttercup said...

awww...that was deep and humorous at the same time.

Rosa said...

Great post!

This story reminds me a bit of Cinderella or Snow White. It made me think of how they must have felt losing their mother, and gaining a cruel stepmother in her stead.

You are very talented!

Tisha said...

hey, nice story
is any of it true, like i said tell me which of them you are interested in publishing

well, remember my love interest, he's dating someone else and i am okay with it cos i made my decision

i can't help but wonder, but i know i made the right decision. Upload often pls, need to focus on Good stuff

'i write for God in your profile statement'. that is just way too interesting.

thanks for your comment on ma blog and c u later

princesa said...

You are not pretending to be a writer...you are a writer!

Lovely letter.

Rita said...

Wow, this is the first "supposed to be sad" write up that I have read that isnt depressing. Wonderful person you must be. I wish you all the best and God's presence in your life always, especially in having to deal with what you are going through. Your mum must be doing great.

Thanks for stopping by my blog.

incoherent said...

nice. will be visiting again.....

Writer on Board said...

Deola,

I agree. You are a writer. I am reading and enjoying you. Thank you. -Alex

Sweetie said...

Your post is unique and your writing is beautiful. I am intrigued. I'll be back.
Sweetie

missunderstood2 said...

Wow, you have quite a following! Excellent blog...your definitely on my top 10 ;)

Afrobabe said...

Nice...

You captured the innocence of a childs words and tots...

3timesalady said...

U're just good - wif words.

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