Erin is a Normal girl who lived all her life in America not knowing she is actually from Nigeria.
She looks at her passport for the first time and notices that it is green and when she opens it for the first time only to realise that her full name...
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I woke up early this morning and quickly slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a plain,faded grey top that appeared to fit me perfectly by bringing out all my curves( not to brag but I actually have more shape and curves than most girls my age and I think I got it from my Mom cause she also has her curves in the correct places). I tip-toed quietly into the sitting room so as not to wake my Mom and went out through the door. I walked all the way down to the supermarket just down the road to get some ingredients for breakfast. Now the problem with having curves is that some jobless guys who have nothing else to do rather than sizing babes start staring at you and make you feel uneasy. Anyways I was able to ignore that and focus in what I actually came to the supermarket to do. I bought some: ~ all-purpose flour ~ sugar ~ fine salt ~ cold butter ~ Eggs And all the different things I needed for the pie filling and also so I didn't forget the cherries.
I finished shopping and went back home to start baking and thankfully my Mom wasn't awake. I read the recipe and started mixing and adding ingredients . And in the next minute the pie mix was in the oven. I baked the pie until the crust was golden, when it was done I removed it from the oven to let it cool.
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I admired my work and then put the cherry on top. "Mom come down for breakfast " I shouted. My Mom sighed and said back: "You this girl, you never heard of breakfast in bed" "Well that wasn't part of the agreement" I said in a sing song voice . "Fine give me a minute". I set the table and brought out orange juice from the refrigerator (Who doesn't love apple pie with orange juice.) I sat down and started playing candy crush on my phone while I was waiting for my Mom to come down. "Ooh apple pie" I looked up to see my Mom squealing in delight like a teenager. I didn't say anything cause now I know why she acts like a teen, she was deprived of her childhood but someone has to be the mature one so I took the responsibility upon myself. "Back away from the pie, until you have washed your hands and don't forget the pie is still hot". I said and my Mom took 2 steps backward.
We started eating in silence until I broke it: "I know my name is not English. So what language is it? And what does it mean?" I asked. "Well it is in Yoruba /yo-roo-bah/. Yoruba is the language of my people and one of the various languages in Nigeria. And your name 'Oluwapamilerinayo' means 'God has made me laugh for joy.' " She said and smiled. "It was my Mother that named you, she always wanted to have a grandchild named Oluwapamilerinayo. Maybe you would get to see her when we travel to Nigeria" My Mom said. I jumped out my seat and started doing my weird happy dance. "WE ARE GOING TO NIGERIA" I sang as I danced. "Well I don't know why you are so excited but you will see" Mom said sounding suspicious. "Well I want to see what Nigeria is about." I said and stuck my tongue out. Then a question popped into my head that I needed to ask. "Mom is your real name Tori?" I asked. "Well kind of. My real name is 'Toriolorun' and it means 'because of God' so people call me Tori for short" she said with a smile. But I was so happy. Finally we are going to Nigeria!!!!!
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This chapter is dedicated to my best friend in the whole wide world Kayla_fa your weirdness lives on. So hope you guys enjoyed this chapter now do your magic and turn the white star at the bottom Orange🌟. Rena_Keol04.
