My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter twenty- four

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Zoeyas POV
Four years later

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"Mammiee whayis his (mummy what is)?". Iman ran dangling a piece of paper.

I collected it and peered into the paper. Oh it was the electricity bill I must have left it in her bag yesterday when I was preparing her things for school. Yup today is this munchkin's first day at school. The best thing that has happened to me.

"Mammie stop yaykin (talking) to yem we are goyin layt (going to be late)". She said while pushing the dining chair aside to sit. I quickly assisted her.

"Yaynkyu (thank you)". She smiled at me and over again my knees felt weak.

" Alright have your food eem" (pronounced eem. The ee is like the alphabet e). She swings her legs happily under the table as she starts to dig in while I go shower.

So for the past few years eem has been following me to work, weddings, walks, everywhere. And today is going to be my first day without her. I'm going to miss her. Heck everyone will.

I showered quickly and got dressed so that we can leave on time.
As we piled into the car Iman bounced on the chair and asked alot of questions like "mammie will yey yayke (like) me?. When is dad coming back?" and I had to keep on reassuring her that everything's fine and her dad will come home soon.

I pulled up in front of a big building decorated with bricks. Divìno amore (divine love) was one of the few English speaking good affordable schools around. It stood amongst many other building on that street. School buses and pupils rush into the school looking smart.

"Alright munchkin be a good girl, make new friends and enjoy your first day at school". I said while squatting in front of her classroom door. Children skipped here and there happily and parents waved or dropped their wards.

" okay mammie". Iman's eyes glittering with excitement.

"And make sure to eat your food". I started walking away.

"Call me if......".I was really blabbering but what could a mother do?

"Mammie...." Iman stomped her foot. "You will be late". She said impatiently.

I blew various kisses at her as I left and she kept on whining at me. Her school closes by 3:45pm which gives me enough time after I close from work.
I got into my car and zoomed off to work.

Work?......Yeah work. So it happened that I could not get a job in Italy because I left everything behind. If not for juan my husband who gave me hope, i wouldn't have been where I am today. I work with a clinic and I end my shift at three.

"buongiorno" (good morning). I said to Greta my colleague as I stepped into the clinic. She and I both stay at the reception when we are less busy.