Sixteenth.

It’s been two days since I came home.To be honest,I haven’t really gotten any time to rest except for when I a sleeping,quite literally.My mother seems to have been counting days till we came home.I think she might actually have put off doing somethings around the house just to find something for me to do.

On the first day,we spent it travelling upcountry to see my grandmother.I have not seen that woman for a very long time.My granny is the sweetest woman alive what with her coddling.She never seems to be satisfied with how I look and keeps complaining about how slim I always seem.She then goes ahead to berate my mother about how she is not feeding me enough and she needs to get more ‘strong foods’ for me.Suffice to stay,I’m always stuffing myself while at her place.

After that visit,I slept in the next day only to wake up to a list of chores.Like every African mother,cleaning is how to keep kids occupied.We actually clean the house from top to bottom whether it was already clean or no