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MARCH 28 – SON, LIFE ISN’T ICE CREAM!
Vincent ransacked the kitchen cabinets to find more food for himself and the twins. It was a very drab Saturday. His parents, Nonso and Ronke, left the house at 9AM to attend the community meeting.
Before leaving, Ronke prepared jollof rice and kept it in a cooler. She also poured three bottles of her “homemade lime-ginger juice” for the children. She gave instructions to Vincent to ration the food for breakfast and lunch in case she returns late.
On March 28, Vincent was an adult — an inexperienced one at that. A boy of nine was responsible for the upkeep of two other kids. On normal Saturdays, he wouldn’t be indoor. He probably would be at his friend’s apartment playing PS4, or on the football field showing off his dribbles.
Just last Saturday, the family had gone shopping in the mall. Vincent reminisced of the various flavours of ice cream his father had bought for him and the twins. The ice cream didn’t see the next day, and that infuriated Ronke.
“Where is mommy na?” grumbled Vincent. There was no food left, and the cries from the twins was becoming unbearable. He tried to appease them with cups of lime-ginger juice, but that proved abortive. He was tired of babysitting and decided to abandon them in the house.
Nonso and Ronke returned home at 4PM. Vincent was on the football field when he saw them approaching. He hurriedly ran to welcome his parents. The twins began complaining immediately they walked in.
After hearing their complaints, Ronke disciplined Vincent. “You must learn how to manage things,” she advised. “Life isn’t ice-cream that you finish in a single gulp,” she reiterated.
Ronke disciplined him the previous Saturday because of the ice-cream incidence. Apparently, he didn’t learn any morals. Nonso wasn’t much of a disciplinarian, but some fatherly intervention was required. He angrily unbuckled his waist belt and commanded Vincent to lie chest down.
There was tears in the eyes of the twins as Vincent yelped in anguish.
©Jonathan Ukor 2020