Blurred Vision

A Hard Decision

It's been two weeks since I went over to stay with Mum. She was really busy but she made out time to be with me.

I was currently acquiring my skills in hairstyling in one of the best salons in that area, mum made sure things were on the right track for me, she didn't want me to have problems.

The head of the salon goes by the name Nana, she is huge and very fair, she has curves in all the right places and is very good in the business, her real name is Nancy but young ones like me call her Nana to make her look and feel older than us.

It was nearing evening and I was packing my things knowing fully well that mum would soon be here to pick me up.

Nana had just completed a customer's hair and she called me over to pack it.

I was packing the girl's hair when a car stopped by the shop and a man got down followed immediately by a very beautiful woman.

"Tessy, is the hair not done already?" The man asked in anger.

"Almost Dad", the girl replied nonchalantly.

"Well, here is your daughter... Obviously, making her hair is a harmful thing right?"
The man told the female escort harshly and walked out on her.

The girl that I was packing her hair stood up immediately I was done. "How much for the hair?" She asked me.

"Nana said I should collect four thousand naira" I replied quietly.

She dug her hands into her pocket and gave me the money. "What's your name?" She asked me.

"Ryl" I replied.

"But Nana calls you Nneoma" she stared at me quizzically.

"My friends call me Ryla, my family calls me Nneoma" I explained.

"Oh" she nodded her head. "My name is Theresa and I'm Anderson's elder sister, he asked me to say hi to you"

I chuckled shaking my head, I informed Anderson of where I was learning hairstyling and I'm sure he informed his sister about it.

"Say hi to him too" I replied.

She nodded. "Let me go before my parents will tear themselves apart, I hate it whenever they are together" she snapped her fingers and muttered 'tufiakwa' before she left the salon hurriedly.

I handed the money to Nana and sat back to wait patiently for mum.

***
We had just arrived home, it was nearly 9pm and mum had a sad look on her face.

"I'm sorry you had to wait that long for me" she apologized for the umpteenth time.

"Mummy, what happened to you?" I asked.

She looked as if she was going to break down. "I lost a patient today, a boy of ten years old, he was involved in a ghastly motor accident, he was crying that he didn't want to die and I promised him that he wouldn't but he died!" she exhaled with tears in her eyes.

I was silent not knowing what to say.

"You should go to bed now... It's late" she told me rising from the chair she sat on.

I stood up too and went inside to freshen up before going to bed.

The next morning, Dad called. He spoke with Mum for sometime and her mood brightened up then she handed the phone over to me when she noticed I was awake.

"Good morning, Daddy" I greeted.

"How's my girl doing?"

"Fine" I replied.

"The results of your junior WAEC examinations are out, they said you should come to the school to collect it.... Tomorrow"

"Oh..." I sighed.

"Have you made up your mind on what you are going to be?" He asked.

For a split second, I felt dizzy. Since I was young, I've always admired lawyers, longed to be like them, dress like them, speak like them but Law is an art course, I don't want to be an arts student, I want to be a science student, however, I want to become a barrister in future. My head ached badly and I spoke inaudibly. "No daddy, I don't know what I want to be"

"Nneoma? Are you there?" He asked on the phone.

"Daddy, I don't know what I want to be" I said aloud.

Mum took the phone from me and said something to dad before she hung up then she sat beside me.

"What's the problem, Nne? I thought we talked about this?"

"Mummy, what if I don't excel as a lawyer... Kosi said I shouldn't be a lawyer, most of my mates said science would fit me.... Arts students are underrated in school.... Mummy, I don't know what I want to be"

Mum was silent then she sighed. "Have you asked God about this?" She asked me.

"Countless times, but how will I know his answer? How will I know what he's asking me to do?".

"Nne, there's nothing impossible for God to do, have faith"

"Mummy, what if I'm not successful in life?"

"Nneoma, shut your mouth before you curse yourself!" Mum shouted angrily.

"Mummy, law is very demanding, the subjects... The job itself... I cannot do it but I love it. I don't know what I should be" I was nearly in tears now.

"Okay, Nneoma.... That's enough, I'm going to ask God about this but no matter what happens, you were not born to be a failure, do you hear me now?" She said fiercely.

I nodded as the tears dropped.

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