Yesterdays_History uncaged

them. For Aka, i saw him as the man of the house , the night meant a time to give rest to t

at i wanted of him was after the busy hours of his days from work rest and embrace it with a rest filled weekends. Anyways i also had it at the b

ual routine at sunset to hear bed time stories from Thelma and then buzz off to the crawling hands of death that came with the night. Sometimes they do not realize they had bee

Thelma but preferred to call me momma. The English accent as to how he said it "Momma." Although i had wished that as he gr

own nomenclature. With prove of what i had been taught at the elementary institute Thelma w

e of farewell in to the sleep right there in the midst of the

then in my African home, the kind of love for unity and strength and for that reason when the aliens had come and told us stories we were swayed off from our firm feet into embracing what really seemed like what it was but wa

arn and just the same way i had been

could even bring back a loved one from the land of the dead. Of course, Padre Santos was doing good works and could heal the sick and that we all believed. Oh! my sweet Jesus, please raise up my Kuma and bring him back to life just for me just as i was taught you did in your towns. Or do you not care of any other person's clan...? I often utter this words to my lonely self whenever i was sure that i am shut from sight and

s nor were they made differently from all of us as their kind but by grace i was taught that they lived an extra ordinary life and then merited to become co-heirs of what i had learn was everlasting life... But my Kuma had not di

at the time i existed with my people in our Home, we had known nothing. The onl

ent just as us....unto them every other

become my physical comforter and therefore i had made him my priority. Aka's hands went round my face as i watched him wiped out the entire remains of the stroll from the tears i had shed and with the help of a napkin which he had dragged from the line that had three colorful napkins of different hue. I held unto the napkin and there i released t

e percent to the sweetener. The cups each had its own unique design . Saint's tea cup had the Marvels Amazing Spider-man picture it was most colorful and it was this design that made kids get attracted to it. Kids whom are his age grade. Olivera and Fejiro had Disney princesses what they called Barbie sleeping beauty and princess frost respectively. My two young men of the house both loved sport games but in their different course and of-course i did most of the shopping in the house and i knew what my children would fancy. Aka loved football so his cup had a design that of a

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g up from their tucked bed and sat waiting for our services and they all got served. Each one of them knew their cups so it was not so difficult for their individual allocation of their lunch. Olivera hel

by the cabins of sleep managed to get up from bed and stretched his muscles out le

d left them in the room gave me a hand in finishing the chores in the kitchen. He was the last borne o

sign and i had chosen the design of the mother cow as the mother of

loaves evenly

er half for me and Saint. Aka were the men of the

d with so much difference in a more sophisticated manner

e type of male a woman had to chose between to go well thereof and we were not taught that there was one Mr. Right out there which as a woman you should wait upon and hitherto my other half would be in searc

een altered centuries ago but the millennial tradition was inscrutable to that of our pedagogues and the rite had remained indisputable even though

verend and sister. I recall one of the stories i was taught it was that story of king Solomon who had seven hundred wives and three hundred

a. My Kuma loved me so much he took me in as his wife and i shared him with his other wives without refute. It was a routine of days, some

r blood stream, it had us under control, covere

any form of relationship with their opposite gender, there shouldn't be any emotional attac

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mother should be able to extend the sacrifice to the outward society she dwelt in. That became the reason why we had to cry unto Mother Africa when ever our land needed to be sanctified of the evils that had been committed, but has there been Father Africa too? Ha ha hah!!!... Maybe he had travelle

ures they had taught us everything that we needed to equip ourselves with. These Holy ones had taught us the strength of a woman there was absolutely nothing that could limit the power of a woman. We carried it on to our chest that we were blessing to human

ts similarities to the teachings of the new world. The latter exposed our consciousness

. A woman whose heart had turned wild cause from feeling and emotions becomes uneasily remedied and it becomes outrageous blunt up burning leaving tears, sorrows and pains to the children of the land... Had Mother African been so hurt that she turned her back at us because of the treaty the greedy men had signed...they had sold out he

s night, it was quite different from the other nights... I could aloud the sound made by the children as they crunched their damped loaves and there was a sound of ...ssssszzzzppppp from the sipping Morrison drank fro

d what the heck had he gone to fetch. The handle to the bedroom door went down as the young lad made his way in, all the g

ho lived in the neighbourhood. At winter especially everyone in the neighbourhood who could afford the humidity regulator would fix one in the rooms and i guess i should be lucky to be one of those who could afford a standard life

lukewarm it should be. He was being careful enough so as not to spill a drop of the drink to the floor maybe for fear that i may scold him at such silly out of character but was not perfect. He did spill the drops. There the drops of the drink showed his pass

akers shopping mall was where i bought house hold utensils and the beverages we use. The mall i learnt had existed for about seventy eight years, it survived the wars even though the earlier structure never made it but the investment did. I chose to patronize the f

anyone should go to shop there. She'd only walked a three minute away from her house to get to the Inch. The Inch was owned by an Indian who lived in the country and d

the children's apartment more comfort, one to the dinning, one to the sitting room and one in my room...we were not the air conditioner type ma