Tumini could barely contain his excitement. Finally he was going to bonny- his maternal village.
Mum had told him stories about the speed boat journey, masquerades with their colourful regalia, and crabs that live in holes all-over the island.
Tumini seriously anticipated the adventures on the island, he stayed up in bed imaging how fun his holiday would be.
His cousin-Gogo, had promised they would go fishing, and crab hunting whenever he came to bonny for holidays.
Gogo teased about hippos and crocs, that lurked the mangroves; stalking strangers…tumini grinned at the thoughts,
He was so ready!


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