She Is The Billionaire

It was a Monday morning, lazy to wake on the bed, Then I heard in a loud voice Adeola deep in my heart was wicking my mum again. Then I answered yes mum. Then she starts to complain, about my lateness on the bed and how is becoming usual of impressed me. I felt scrape anxious about why must be and at least it is holiday time. Period to rest and feel at home again. Then I heard my mum yelling about I worst my performance was in school. Then she was telling my father in bitterness about my behaviour and how she isn't about me.

I stood up and trace up where her voice was echoing. I entered the room and I saI my dad and mum, Having a conversation. Then my dad call my name and he draws me closer to him; telling me my daughter you know you are my baby, I said yes dad. Do try and make mum happy, she was not feeling happy with the way you do. Then I started weeping, he said, this holiday we will get you a coach teacher for the holimum I then feel sad. Saying to myself Why me, why me. The next thing minute, Adeola yes mum, wash those plates and immediately tidy yours. I called your lesson teacher she will be around soon.

The summer period just takes within 1month. My lesson started at exactly 10 am and ends at 2 pm. With just two subjects English and Mathematics. I told my mum, she pls reduce the subject to one that is mathematics, since that is my main problem. She smiles at me as if I'm just one lazy girl. It was as if the world want to end. In the long run, I enjoy my lesson teacher si much, that every minute of the lesson is going on I listen so firmly Every question I get is perfect and she gives classwork which gives me joy I know which shows now understand those subjects well. My father came that day with so much excitement, bug me my best snacks and drink. With joy on my face, I accept and am merry with it.

The lesson is rounding up to 4weeks, then my mum gave the good news that righout my grocery list for resumption.