"Timmy, Timmy!" The faint slightly deep feminine voice rings in my head. Still lying in bed not realising I'm late for school."Timmy!are you deaf!"The same roaring voice calls my name. The thump,thump of her feet gets closer and closer. Recognising my Mother's voice,I try to yank myself up,but the ear-deafening slap lands on my bare-back."Timothy!do you know what the time is?it's 7:30 and you are still sleeping!"Mama,a middle-aged woman,about 5.6 feet tall,she is fair in complexion and has the body size of an athlete. Seeing her you'll hardly believe she is a mother of three;myself,Dave, my elder brother and Cindy,my younger sister.Reluctantly,I stand, mumbling and grumbling like a kid. Mama retreats like a victorious warrior.She goes to the kitchen. Slowly recalling the painful memory of the Labour prefect's lashes on my palm. It was as if inflicting pain on me was a source of happiness to him,with every lash a grin of satisfaction on his face. I
Last Updated : 2020-09-22
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