Greener Pastures

Necessary Evil

By September 19, 2019 No Comments

How was school Fatima?
Said my smiling mum.
She hurriedly served my lunch but stayed in the kitchen.
Fati, The rain in Yaounde can’t stop me from coming, said aunty ladi to my surprise.
Little did I know that I will soon become a victim of a cruel socially accepted fate.
‘Breast Ironing’
Although I’ve heard of it.
The reality scared me out of my wits.
Fatima! Stop crying, it’s between this or getting married to Mr Adama next month.
I was only 13.
They revealed that they had experienced same.
But pounding at my chest, felt like revenge.


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