ELECTIONS ARE COMING CLOSER

Adriel, the country’s national elections are coming closer and closer. This will be the first transition from a democratic government to another democratic government in the country. And the enormity of the whole thing baffles me, because the usual strife is still going on – there are still tribal wars, and jungle justice fights, and massacres happening around the country. I wonder sometimes how things would have turned out if Nigeria was not amalgamated, or if the Biafra War had been a success and Biafra had broken out as another country.
Here we are now – the strike will soon be called off – or so we hear every week. I am still working at the poolhouse, but on specific days – Wednesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. These are the days that my Mum either goes to church, or has meetings that guarantee her coming home late.


Yes I took the job, and yes I know the risk. But I needed the money and I needed the chance to see Don more frequently. Yes I have a crush on him – I wont deny the truth, especially when its you I am talking to.


My brother hasn’t discovered anything fishy yet – I owe that good fact to his girlfriend who is really taking up most of his thought processes and time. Her only rival is his books for school. The young man is already talking of planning for marriage and getting a job as early as possible and saving towards his children’s school fees, while I am boyfriend – less. God is in control, right? Right.


I am really balancing on a thin edge as it is. If Mum ever finds out, I know I am in trouble. But other things are occupying her mind right now, so I am safe…I think.
Its been a long time now, so I don’t think the ‘swimmer girl’ issue will come up again, though lately I have been getting the feeling that something is about to happen. Like when I heard that the international pastor – the boys’ father, was returning to Nigeria for another program – my heart did a double beat. That usually happens when I am about to get into trouble with my mother or something. I have been keeping a low profile with her since then.


Don on the other hand, seems to really want to make other people think that we have a relationship or something. The other day a teenager came up to me and asked me why I was ‘hoarding’ the guy. I was trying to understand what she was saying for a few minutes – you know that every generation has its own slangs and stuff like that.
When I told Don, he burst out laughing, and told me afterwards that the girl in question had come to ask him out. He wouldn’t tell me his reply to her though.
I just wonder…..