A story teller's point of view

A STORY TELLER’S POINT OF VIEW

 

THREE STORIES IN ONE BOOK

by

Chienyem Ike

Dedication

This book is dedicated to all the schools and teachers that I passed through. Thanks for shaping and moulding me into the woman I would eventually become.

Story One

TOMORROWS’ CHILD

Felicia got up from the couch in the sitting room and rubbed her eyes. This would be the second time in a row that she fell asleep on the couch after promising her flatmate that she wouldn’t. Ignoring the political discussions on TV, she reached for the remote control and switched it off.

Felicia ran a finger through her afro-curls and scratched her head. She looked trim and fit even though she was big-boned and curvy, thanks to the fact that she exercised regularly both at home and at the nearby Paddan-Aram gym.

She lived in a two-bedroom flat with her best friend, Moyin. Both of them graduated from the University of Lagos and did their youth service at the same time;

Though they didn't lack necessities, they both suffered the pains of unemployment.

Fortunately, Moyin received a call-up letter a week ago; after acing a job interview. The remuneration was not so lucrative, but it was manageable. She accepted the job with much jubilation and celebration and had already started moving out of the flat that their parents’ were paying for.

.Felicia’s dad, a retired military general, was unwell and admitted at the hospital. Felicia visited him two days before and had returned home to clean up the flat and also welcome her boyfriend, Jimmy, who returned from a trip to the United States two days back

They spent the previous afternoon together and he handed her the gifts he bought; some jewellery, two shirts and a designer headscarf.

She was thrilled about the gifts, but most especially because she was seeing him for the first time in two months. He had been away on a business trip, overseeing the newly planted overseas branch of his uncle’s company.