My name is Akosua, and i wish i could turn the clock back to the days when my frieds were advising me and i thought they were jealouse of me, the time when my mother used to have bad dreams about me and i just thought she was being too african, the time when i have been in bad situation and i pray to God to give me last chance and i take the last chance for granted. I regret being so.... STUBBORN.
As you people might have guess I'm from Ghana and my full name is cynthia Akosua Darko. but most people like to call me akosua or Akos. wired..... And this is my life story.
FlashBack
(in Ghana) all the conversation with akosua and the mother is meant to be in Ghanian language but i cnat be bothered to think hard because i cant really speak the language properly.
Mother: Akosua come here
Me: okay mum
my mum: sit down my daughter
Me: mum wats wrong
Mother: Akos since your father died, u know things has not been good for us, so i have decided that it will be better for us if we go and leave with your uncle in London.
Me: mum are u being serious (happily) i cant believe it, i cant wait to tell all my friends at school tomorrow. ohhhh Awurade me daa see ( God i thank you)
My mum: well, i'm glad u are happy and i have already spoken to your uncle so we will be living next week saturday so start packing.
Me: okay mum, thank you.
wooow i cant believe me Akosua i going to London i cant wait for school tomorrow to tell all my firends about it. hopefully they all get jealous. I'm soo happy my mother even thought about this idea.
well people let me tell you somethig about my mother, she used to be a really cheerful person, open but also strict, when she has to be, she was always smiling but since my father died about 6 months ago, she has not been herself, she doesnt even talk to me (by the way im the only child) and is always quiet and her own world. my fathers death has really mess up.
one week later:
i cant believe this day is already here, me saying bye to my best frieds, wooow I'm going to miss them a lot. after saying my byes to my family and my friends,me and my mother made our to enter the plane, we wet through all the machines, and plus we had to wait in a liltle room for a while until we had to board the plane.
this is my first time in a plane and i never dreamt of this day, me going to this country, im going to make sure i make my mother proud of me, im going to do everything that she tells me to do. i said a little prayer as the pilot told us in the little microphone thing telling us to put on our seat belts. i turn around to look at my mum and she was in her own little world again thinking. sigh.... i'm tired but i want to watch and remember every bit of this journey, the journey that is going to change my life. an hour later and i cant help but to sleep. zzzzzzz
my mum: akosua sori sori (Akosua wake up, wake up)
Me: are we in london mum?.
my mum: yes now get up and put on your jacket and lets go, your uncle is picking us up.
with that I got up and put on my jacket and made my way out the plane with my mother. wooow it is coldddd. im wearing 2 jackets and i can still feel this cold. London weather. me and my mother checked out and we went outside to find my uncle and his wife and daughter: the daughter looks like she is my age so we will probably become good mate.
me and my mum hugged and greeted my uncle and his family and hen we made our to his car. the journey back to where my uncle leave was loud.. my uncle and my mum already argueing eachother... i just stared outside the window.... i wonder why all these white people walking fast, wat is wrong with them. the lights in this coutry are very bright and nice.
we got to my uncle's house and apparently he live at place called hackney. yh so we gt in inside his house and we sat down, talked and he told me that i will be going to the same school as his daughter and the school is Jack petchey and i also start on Monday. he asked the daughter to show me my room.
so me and the daughter went to my room and she started talking to me, her name is cynthia and she sounds so.. ghetto, some that she evn say i dont get it but i still nod my head like a fool. she told me how i am going to love London and the people in it and mostly the boys because they are 'piff'. i dont even know what the word means but i just shut my mouth. if she thinks i am going to be having boy firends then she is a joker, i have only had one boy friend even that it was secret, no one knew about it apart from me and him. and even him, he left me for my friend just because i didnt want to kiss him. kmt. boys are good to talk to, i will still be their friend but me and them going out is not happening. back to cynthia, she showed me my uniform and how i can fold the school skirt a lilttle bit because it is too long. i told her no i prefer it long. after all her chattering just left me to sleep because apparently tomorrow which will be sunday, she is going to take me to shopping and show me around london.
Finally i can get some sleep, i dont know why but i cant wait for Monday, hopefully i like this country school and the people in there............
Author: i am new to this and i wnt to stay anonymous. this is the first chapter and hopefully you like it. trust me it is going to get fun. it might sound boring now because it is jst the start.
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