Chapter 30

SIX YEARS LATER Six years and I am happy, happily married to Sufy with our little son, Jamal. Both him and Sufy have been nothing but strength to me and I love them allot. "Mumy" I heard Jamal call from the balcony. He was seated there with Sufy who was dressed to go to work. "Jam jam what's it?" I asked. "He wants you to follow him to school in the school bus" Sufy said and I immediately rolled my eyes. "Why do I have to accompany him to school when you can, you are the one going to work" I put my have across my shoulder and began walking into TV room. Jamal did follow behind me. "Mumy they want us to write about our origin" Jamal whined. My son is five years old. "Really?, Okay I'll help you with that" I said. A smile immediately caressed his face. "Mum can you follow me and the driver to school today, I told you I don't like him" Jamal has been always whining about how he dreaded sitting close to the driver because the driver always looked at him weirdly.