Trials Of Noor

Chapter one

Every situation in life is temporary, so when life is good, make sure you enjoy and receive it fully. And when life is not so good, remember that it will not last forever, and better days are on the way~

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"Noor" I heard my mom call out from downstairs. I groan to myself and roll out of my soft comfortable bed. I tucked in the corners, neatly folded the blanket and arranged the pillows. I glanced at the small wall clock which read '7:15am'. Realizing I woke up late and I had less than thirty minutes to get ready I stormed off to the bathroom to have a quick shower.

After my shower, which wasn't really quick, I slipped on my school uniform which was a long black skirt, white blouse and a red blazer. I pinned my hijab tightly so that it won't fall off. Shoving my books into my bag as fast as I could, I hear my mother call yet again.

"Noor! What are you doing up there we're going to be late" She boomed. My morning started like this always. Mama screaming from the kitchen telling me to hurry, and me trying my best not to forget anything. I always forget one thing or the other and I don't usually realize it until I reach school.

Grabbing my books I ran downstairs. I meet my mom at the dining table already ready sipping her cup of tea, typing on her laptop and looking beautiful as usual.

"Mama Ina kwana(good morning mom)" I greeted breathing heavily from running all those steps.

"Lafiya" She replied.

I sat down on a chair opposite hers and started to slowly sip the cup of tea mama had already made for me. She knew exactly how I wanted my tea-with very little sugar-brown sugar and double amount of milk. I took a slice of bread and began spreading apple jam on it. I was eating very careful so that I wouldn't spill anything on my hijab.

"You have just three minutes to finish up or else I'll leave you here and you'll have to walk to school" Mama said picking up her hijab and her car keys. She'd never let me walk to school on my own, that's the threat she gives so I'll get ready on time.

I gulped down the contents of my cup and stood up leaving my half eaten slice of bread. I quickly wore my shoes and grabbed my school bag.

I met mama outside leaning by the drivers' door and talking to Eze, our security/gateman/gardener. I greeted him and sat in the car. Mama also got in and started the ignition. Just as she was about to reverse the car, she turned to me.

"Hope you haven't forgotten anything today? I won't turn back if you do" She spoke while readjusting the rear view mirror.

"Uhmmm.....I don't think so" I replied looking into my backpack. I had packed everything into my backpack last night, I didn't think I forgot anything this time.

We reached my school in exactly 21 minutes. I grabbed my bag, and hastily stepped out and ran into the school premises before the gate was closed. Mama waited until I had vanished into the main entrance before she drove off to her office. She always made sure of that.

My name is Noor Abubakar Hassan. So people call me Nooriy/Noora. I live with my mother in the heart of Nigeria-Abuja. I'm the first and only child to my mother, but to my dad, I'm the fourth out of his six other children. My father Senator Abubakar Hassan mostly stay in kaduna state, with his other family.

He finds time visit during the holidays or sometimes weekends but nowadays he hardly comes. I've lived here in Abuja for literary my whole life except for few summer breaks I spent in kaduna. I'm currently coping with finishing the very last year of high school.