This time around, I truly am fed up. Not just that I got kicked out of the exam hall because my dad would rather have several shots of kaikai on a daily basis and squander all his earnings after riding under the sun and in the rain, all day, on some silly numbers that I can’t make any sense of at that betting shop than make some better use of it and pay my fees.
Now this half-cast looking child has got me all stained with his dirty hands in the name of begging for money. I could just… hmm… look at his dirty curly hair, and he’s just a child too. I wonder what kind of a father he’s got?
– May Okanigbe