JAMILA
JAMILA
Que sera sera
This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
JAMILA
2023. Copyright © 2023 Gbless Amadi.
Written by Gbless Amadi.
THE PROLOGUE
Life goes on! When it goes right; and it goes wrong! But it goes on! So, if you close your eyes, life will pass you by.
As the season glow, the story of Jamila reminds me how life can flow back to it source. Like a matching wind, it flows with the rubbles of a glazing shadows full of detriment of dry bones, but at dawn, life becomes glow that fades the dark spot of our skin and brings us inner peace.
DEDICATION
Dedicated to You!!!
CHAPTER ONE:
The life Odes
Here lived in the city of Port Harcourt, a maiden named Jamila, she is beautiful and smart, brave and intelligent, hardworking and outspoken. Every other maiden admires her beauty and courageousness. Jamila lives with an old woman who she often calls grandma.
At Jamila’s House.
Grandmother: (calling Jamila) … Jamila…! Jamila………...! where is this girl? Don’t tell me she is still on bed up till this time. ha (calling again) Jamila…Oh!
Jamila: yes grandma!
Grandmother: what are you still doing inside up till this time? Don’t you know is morning already?
Jamila: grandma…. Yeah, I know, I’m awake already…. I’m washing the dishes, I’m sorry I didn’t hear you calling (Jamila smiling)
Grandmother: you didn’t hear me calling and you answered? Please get ready for school….
Jamila: I know grandma, I’m almost done.
(Then Jamila went back inside to get ready for school….)
FEW MINUTES LATER
Jamila: (calling her grandma) grandma……! I’m done, I’m off to school…. bye….
Grandmother: come Jamila! You didn’t eat the food I dished out for you?
Jamila: grandma don’t worry I’m already late for school, when I come back, I will eat……
Grandmother: what do you mean? You are telling me; you won’t take your breakfast before going to school? No dear… this can’t happen.
Jamila: oh! Grandma please I’m already late (Jamila kept a crying face) grandma please I promise once I’m back from school, I will eat please…….!
Grandmother: Hmmm! Okey, if you say so...
Jamila: (smiling!) thank you grandma, bye….
Grandmother: make sure you come back early oh!
Jamila: sure grandma…. (Immediately Jamila left for school)
AT WAZY INTERNATIONAL ACADEMY
(At Jamila’s classroom)
Becky: (Becky is Jamila’s friend and classmate) hey Jamila!
Jamila: Hi Becky, how are You?
Becky: I’m good…. And you?
Jamila: I’m good…. (Immediately Best interrupted)
(Best, Jamila and Becky are friends)
Best: really…. Somebody forgot about me (with an angry face)
Jamila: No nah…! I was about asking Becky about you, before you cut me short.
Best: really….?
Becky: yeah…. So how are you?
Best: I’m good… just my parents are having issues.
Jamila: hey… don’t think about it too much… okey…
Best: yeah…! Sure but…...
(Best was about to say something before their class teacher Walked in….)
Mr. Ben: Good morning class...! (greetings)
The Class: good morning Mr. Ben….!
Mr. Ben: (asked) what was our last topic?
Esther: sir...! ‘construction’ (Esther answered)
Mr. Ben: yeah…. Construction, so today, we will be discussing on the topic ‘constitution’
(So, Mr. Ben teaching ‘constitution’ after that class, they had so many lectures and they dismissed them from school…)
AT BEST HOUSE
(Best mum and Dad quarrelling)
Mojan: (Best father) I have told you several times that I’m tired of this stupid thing, you called marriage.
(Referring to Betty…… that is Best Mum)
why won’t you get tired, when you are busy chasing other women……? Your mate is busy working in good companies, bringing huge amount of money back to the house…. ‘nonsense ‘stupid man….
Mojan: did you just call me stupid?
Betty: yes….! You are stupid…. I will say it over and over again…! What will you do…?
Mojan: I don’t blame you…! I can see your losing it…. ‘rubbish’
Betty: (laughing) see who is saying that I’m losing it…. I can see you are mad;
(Mojan and Betty quarrelling before Best walked in.
Dad….! She screamed her dad’s name) dad….!
Best: mum (she screamed her mum’s name again...!) what is happening here….? (With an angry face)
Betty: ask your stupid father….,
Best: mum my dad is not stupid…. Besides, are you too not tired of quarrelling everyday…... what is this nah…?
Mojan: welcome dear…. Are you just coming back?
Best: (looking at him with an angry face)
Mojan: I mean, have you been standing there for long…?
Best: really dad; how will you know, when you and mum are always quarrelling (Best crying)
Betty: nonsense man…. (Referring to best father)
Mojan: baby girl I’m …… (he was about to say something and trying to touch her, immediately best ran upstairs to her room)
Betty: rubbish (referring to Best father)
Mojan: (looked at her…, went after his daughter)
AT BEST ROOM
Mojan: (knocking) baby girl (calling his daughter) baby girl….,
Best: no answer
Mojan: my cherry I’m sorry…... look dad is very sorry…, Okey please let me in…
Best: go away….! I don’t want to talk to you dad.
Mojan: Okey I'm leaving just know that Daddy loves you and his sorry for what happened earlier Okay (and he left)
Best: (crying so bitterly)
CHAPTER TWO:
The Breezing Affection
AT JAMILA'S HOUSE
(Jamila and her grandma are seeing a movie in the parlor….)
Jamila: grandma (calling her grandma)
Grandmother: yes dear
Jamila: I want to discuss something with you...
Grandmother: Okay…. Was it that…... come I hope it is not about you going to the swimming pool? Because I'm not longer going to let you go…!
Jamila: (laughing) Grandma howba, no is not it.
Grandmother: hmmm! So, if it is not it… then what is it….?
Jamila: grandma I wanted to ask who my parents are…, (looking at her grandma)
Grandmother: hmmm (snort in) my dear I'm your parents.
Jamila: grandma I know…., I mean …. or are you the one that gave birth to me…...
Grandmother: (smiling) no I'm not.
Jamila: So?
Grandmother: is a long story (keeping a serious face)
Jamila: grandma I know… just cut it short…, please grandma…!
Grandmother: okay….it all started….? (And grandma started telling her how she met her)
Grandmother: one day I went to get something at "BENROAD"
When I heard a baby crying so I went closer to checked and I saw the child crying, and then I carried her up and Blessed' the child, and took her home, (crying)
(Jamila tears roll down her eyes)
Grandmother: And that child
Impressum
Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 20.10.2023
ISBN: 978-3-7554-5788-6
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