When growing up I used to be a happy little girl,I would play around with my big sister who's 2 years older than me,and my two cousins same age as me,life was always fun.going to the farm with grandma when mum is at work and we'd eat all kind of fruit at the garden and play all day,how fun.

Now I joined primary class one and it was even more fun for me, drawing things, singing, learning new things,it was all fun,untill one day our teacher told us to describe our fathers,I never new the meaning of having a father because I didn't have one,so I just stood up and said "I don't have a father" the rest of my classmates laughed at that to me, except for two who didn't have one just like me,the rest laughing it wasn't funny to me and it was not a big deal either.why were they laughing? I wondered.

So that day I was so disturbed as to why everyone had a father and I didn't have one,so I decided that after school I'll ask my mum.

now it was already 3pm and that was the time we used to go home,I walked home alone that day after school because I was still thinking about having a father, what was it like to have one?

I reached home found my granny in the kitchen,I greeted her and went to the bedroom which I used to share with my mum and sister,I changed my uniform and put on home clothes and went back to to the kitchen where my grandmother was, she was used to me,everyday after school I'd come home and sing for her a song I had learnt in school but this day I was different I was just silent.she gave me some sweet potato and porridge,then sat next to me and asked "why are you so silent today"? I hesitated to answer but then I asked " shosh do I have a father? It was clear with her facial expressions she never expected that question from me,she just ignored my question, smiled and asked me how was school,of course she couldn't answer.After I finished eating I went outside to play with my cousin waiting for my sister to come from school,then I saw my grandfather sitting under the shade of this beautiful mogumo tree that was in our compound,I ran to him greeted him then played there a little and felt bored since my he was a silent one.so I went back to the house and slept on the couch, nobody woke me up until 7pm my sister woke me up to do my homework and I was delighted to see her,she helped me with my homework and for a moment I'd forgotten about the father story until my mother arrived she always came with snacks and sweets for us so every time she came home we would run and hug her and take her shopping bad so we could see what she had brought @.@

After night meal when we went to sleep I went to mum and asked her about my dad and she told me he is somewhere far and she promised that I'll get to see him someday... after that day I never asked anything about him.

Two years had passed and one Day I found my mum packing our clothes in boxes,I asked her where we are going and that's when she told me my father is coming to take us home the next morning,oh my goodness that was the best news I ever had,I couldn't wait to see him,I couldn't wait to tell my friends at school I have a dad,I couldn't wait for him to buy me things and I would go and show my friends just like they do...that night I slept like a new born waiting to meet my father the next morning.