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6 Jun 2017

THE KEY WAHALA (Episode 11)

"What do you expect me to
do? Sit down here with
you to train the children so
that you can remind me of
how my mates are working hard? Is this what I get for all my hard work
in ensuring that this family
is catered for? Can't
anyone in this how show

"Please tell me Mr.
Manager, what is the need
of working so hard for the
family when you can't be
there for them!!.having the
perfect family involves more than money. Money
will not speak to the kids
when they need someone
to talk to and guide

"what exactly is your
function as a mother? Do
you realize that I have just
spent not more than 3hrs
from when I woke with
the family and I have discovered a whole lot of
things that you don't know
about the children?"

"Yes, therefore spend
more time with the family,
perhaps it will help curb
down all these antisocial
behavior in them. How can
you use your work as an excuse not to be with your
family? Do you realize that
for a long time now, this is
the longest conversation
we have had even though
it is full of arguments? You have succeeded in
relegating me to the
background with your
fastidious attitude yet you
blame me for everything."
Mum was still angry but her tone was lower.

"This is all your fault
because you are their
mother" Dad stormed out
of the bedroom, into his
study. Mum watched him leave;
she had already decided
not to reply him again. If
he had chosen to continue
being stubborn and
blaming her. She will continue being the part
time mother she had always being just as long as her husband continues
not to play his part as a father. She will not kill herself for
anybody, not even her kids. I was beginning to get
hungry. I searched my
room for the bread i left
the previous day. I found it
and ate it with butter
since nobody wanted to cook anything.

*** 1.15pm
The house became as quiet
as a grave yard. Dad was
in his study, Mum was in
their bedroom, Ada was in
her bedroom, John was in his bedroom and I in mine. I was still trying to make
sense of how the key got
into my bag. Did I put it
there myself or did
somebody else put it to set
me up? I took my time to recollect the event that
took place last night just
before I went to bed. I
was on the sitting room,
on the dining table trying
to do my homework. It was Sunday evening and I
was fund of doing my
assignment on the last
hours of the weekend. It
was a habit that I formed
out of laziness and lack of discipline. Ada was talking on her cell
phone and Mum was in her
room. It was almost 11pm
and Dad was not yet back.
Usually, he would call Mum
when he was almost home to open the gate and exit
door for him. Mum would
either call John to help her open the door for dad or do
it herself. Last night she
opened the door herself. After letting Dad in, Dad
walked straight into the
bedroom after just
responding to our greeting
with a soft inaffectionate
mumble, while Mum locked the door and dropped the
key on the dining table
before retiring to their
bedroom. Yes, I can remember being
distracted by the sound of
the bunch of key with 3
keys. One of the keys was
for the exit door, the
second key for the back door and the third; I didn't
really know what it
opened. After Mum retired,
I picked up a little quarrel
with Ada. I told her she
was disturbing me with her calls and we started
exchanging words that led
her to hitting me. The
whole event saddened me
and I couldn't wait to
finish my homework and go to bed, I was also
seriously feeling sleepy. At the last stage of the
assignment, I decided to
put the bunch of key on
the left page of my writing
book because the wall fan
was blowing towards my direction and the flipping
of pages was slowing
down my pace. By now I
was feeling real sleepy. I can't recall what
happened next until I
found myself in my room
preparing to sleep. Perhaps
I had, with sleepy eyes,
covered the book leaving the key inside, dropped it
in my school bag and
brought it along with me
to my room. Now, how will I let them
know that I had the key?
Dad will definitely kill me.
I felt real scared. I was the
cause of the whole
commotion at home this morning. If Dad loses his
job, it will all be my fault.
In fact everybody will
blame me for everything. I
will be hated. Then I thought about the
quarrel between Mum Dad
and my siblings. Everybody
was casting blame one
everyone else. Nobody
wanted to take responsibility of their
actions. The fact was that
we all were victims of
circumstance but we all
had a role to play in it all.
My carelessness and lack of discipline also played its
own part in this whole
family dispute.

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