"Start explaining, Jake explain why u can't even spell your name well, tell me why you have all red in your books and am not aware if it, and all those letters your teacher told you to give me are not delivered, Jacob Adams" Bright said using the highest decibels of her voice.

" tell me why am not even aware of all theses in your life, whybu have shut me out of your life when all I have done is to work day and night just to give you a better life"
Her voice was barely above bedroom voice.

"Am sorry mummy, I was afraid that u will beat me like you always do when I Dont do the right thing, am sorry that I disappointed you in school and punched a classmate, am sorry that I kept it from you, I did not want to make you sad the more" Jake said with tears flowing down his cheeks " as from now I promise I will be serious with my book and never hide anything from you again "

"Come here, just come here"
He went to meet his mother.
"Sit down, tell me exactly what the problem is, I know I didn't go to school but at least I was taught how to read and write a little, tell me son, I promise I will help you within all my means even if you have to get a lesson teacher from school"

" I always try to read, but at times the words don't form in mg head, and at time will spell it well and suddenly won't remember how they are spelt "

"Jacob recite the alphabet ABCD....." Bright said suddenly feeling confused about what her son was saying.

"A,B,C,D,E,F,J,K,P,P,P,M,..... I can't remember them, I know it but I can't seem to remember then when I want to say them l know them in my head but I can't just being them out if my head" he said pointing to his head.

"When I try to read I Dont understand them because I don't know what to do, I guess am stupid and dull because that is what my classmates call me"

"No, no,no you are not dull, you are just not reading your book well enough, as from now I will get a teacher that will help you in your studies, and at home we will concentrate in your academics"
" now go and eat your food and come here when you are through, your home lesson starts now"

Bright relaxed on the worn cushion chair in her sitting room, she could almost feel the spring that the chair was made yo if, but she didn't care, where was she going to get money to get a lesson teacher for her son? How will she be able to take care and cope with the school fees, food, most of Jake's clothes were already faded and small. What was she going to do.
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It was almost two weeks now and his client had not showed up, he tried calling her but she didn't pick up her calls, now he was beginning to get worried, what was happening to her, is she alright? Is her son okay? What is wrong with her? Was she not interested in counselling again? Why was she avoiding his calls?

He tried to recall their last converdifferences,didn't recall if they had a quarrel.

Okay he was behaving like a frustrated teenage boy but he dint care. He sacrificed his weekends just for her and now, two Saturdays were gone without Bright in it.

He took his car keys and went out of his office, his lecture notes will have to wait, he couldn't write a proper lecture if his mind was disturbed. The reason he was disturbed he was not interested in finding out.

He arrived just few houses to his destination and suddenly began to debate if he was making the right decision, was it part of his work as a counsellor to visit her?

Well am checking on my client, End time himself a thousand time before he eventually stopped his car at the front of the car.

He knocked the door of her house hoping that she was at home, he checked himself again, he was wearing an Ankara long sleeve design with a brown trousers, he was still checking out himself when......










AN: well here we are again at the end if another chapter.
What can I say, am grateful.
Yah, I wanna clear some cultural differences, culture they say is dynamic and that's what make it amazing isn't it?
Aii so here in Africa we believe in beating of children especially if they prove to be stubborn, av gotten my own share of few lashes, but what can I say I love my country and that is all I can say.
Bright is not abusing her child in any way. Phew!!!!!! With that outta my mind. Hope u enjoyed the book so far.
Dont 4get to vote and comment.
Also be blessed....


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