Writers block is the struggle of every writer including me. After ages of not being around, I am finally here👻! I’m not the type of writer who enjoys writing series—I’ll rather read someone’s. But see the wonders of corona virus! This is a series I’ll be uploading every week, do not ask me what it is about, the sweetness of the pudding is in the eating. Enjoy this series as you stay safe. I cherish comments. And please share. Google helped me with a cover picture😁
Day 12 Of Social Distancing- Welcome Home Daddy.
“Daddy Kay!” I heard Nhyira squeal outside where she was supposed to be having breaktime with her two siblings.
“Naana Nhyira!” he called back.
“Daddy Kay, finish parking and come and wash your hands or else you might bring the virus to the house.” that was Sika, my first born, noticeable for ensuring that her siblings abide by my rules.
“Yes, Maame Sika”
After he parked the car, her went to the veronica bucket I had placed outside to was his hands. I know he wouldn’t have done that if I had told him. Because his child told him, he is doing it.
“Daddy Kay, Mummy Kay said if you don’t use hand sanitizer you will get corona virus.” Nhyira said
“You liar! You only get corona virus if you come into contact with infected persons. The hand sanitizer is just to kill the virus, if there may be any on your hand and you are out of reach of running water and soap.” Sika corrected
“You are the liar” Nhyira fought back
“Let’s go and ask Mummy Kay.” Sika said heading for the hall where I was seated and going through the exercises I had given them in the afternoon.
“Breaktime is not over, stay outside” I shouted and I heard Aseda giggling.
He entered the hall and glanced in my direction, I avoided his glance, not because I was angry, I didn’t know how to react.
“Hi” he greeted
“Hi” I responded
He moved out of the hall. I didn’t bother following him. I didn’t care if he had brought foodstuffs or he brought money for shopping or he had brought part of the children’s school fees, I just didn’t care.
“Wash your hands and come inside, break time is over” I ordered
“Mummy Kay I love the cooling effect of the hand sanitizer” Nhyira told me as she blew air unto the back of her hands.
“Supper is ready, Sika will set the table, I’ll do the dishes with Nhyira, and Sika will keep an eye on Aseda while I do the dishes with Nhyira. Now get to work”
“Mummy Kay, is Daddy Kay going to eat with us?” Sika asked
“Sure” she left for the kitchen disappointed.
Sika is seven years, but she knows what is going on. If not everything, she knows her dad and I are not at peace, she is trying not to take sides and I like it.
Nhyira is on her dad’s side, why wouldn’t she be? He has won her love with all the ice cream dates, pizza nights, and the kebab strolls.
As for Aseda, he is just three and strongly on my side. He is the one who hears the midnight arguments, he is the one who sees me crying at dawn, maybe the two others know and I don’t know they know, but he is the only child I know, who knows. He wouldn’t allow his dad touch him.
“Mummy Kay I want to eat in my room” Nhyira said, obviously not excited about eating without his dad
“Since when did you start eating in your room?”
“I want to try it today”
“No please. You won’t try it today. You’ll never try it.”
“Mummy Kay the stew is heavy.” Sika called from the kitchen and I left to her aid with Aseda close to my heel.
“Sika put this food cover in the laundry, it has oil stains.” I said after the prayer
“Mummy Kay I like small plantain, the very yellow ones.” Nhyira said
“Mummy Kay I also want lellow plantain.” Aseda said struggling to pronounce the word ‘yellow’
“Everyone is getting ripe plantain okay?” Sika informed
“Mummy Kay Aseda wants to use the knife.” Nhyira informed me
“Papa please you can’t use the knife now, when you grow a little then you use it okay?”
“Okay.” He said and dropped the knife
“Mummy Kay will we still be eating stale stews after the social distancing rumpus.” Nhyira asked
“Mummy Kay didn’t you say we should never talk at the dining table?”
“Mummy Kay then don’t entertain Nhyira’s questions” that was the law-abiding Sika
“Everyone should keep quiet”
“We will Mummy Kay” Nhyira whispered
This Ghana Ebe Two.
“The government has really tried.”
“Stop saying the government has really tried like the previous government didn’t bring Ebola.”
“But people didn’t buy hand sanitizer like that.”
“I said yesterday, I brought two boxes, everything got finished. I was surprised.”
“This president is very good. He has the market women at heart.”
“4 more for Nana.”
Wait, so these market women think this is a ploy by the government to help market women?
Last week Sunday the vice chancellor announced that in order to practice social distancing, all lectures should be suspended until further notice. She was happy, more time for catching up at Kay’s place.
In the evening, the president addressed the nation, and confirmed the cancellation of lectures. She called him, very excited to tell him her plans of coming over in the morning, he didn’t sound enthusiastic about that but she didn’t care that much.
At dawn he called to tell her he was going to busy all throughout the week and he might not get enough time for her. She got the message—might not get enough time was destined to mean will not get time for her, loosely translated to mean she should not come at all. She stayed in her one in a room hostel which he had rented for her in her school, she got bored later in the day and went to see her bestie. They watched a couple of movies and ended up in a sleep over.
Wednesday came and through a communique from the vice chancellor, they were supposed to leave the school latest by Saturday 4pm. She called him to tell him about it. It was not a surprise to him; he had turned into her go-to-for-counsel cum sugar daddy in a space of five months. He promised to send her some money as transportation to her house. She wasn’t happy about that but how could she question a married man on his decision not to spend some time with his mistress and second wife to be? She brushed off the whys and thanked him for his benevolence.
Next morning, he sent her 200cedis but she didn’t leave campus that day, not the next day, not the day after, not the day the hall assistants came by sacking students. She left a week after. She managed to join the group of students who had peculiar issues and were going to stay in school. Someway somehow, her mother found out that were all supposed to come home and on Saturday morning she called her to find out why she hasn’t been at home.
“Auntie Kate, why is everyone in the mother’s house and you are still in the school?”
“Maa I’m doing my project work.”
“I’m sorry, do it for me my university lady.”
She was relieved that her mother had fallen for one of her lies. Her relief was cut short when one of her uncles called her on Wednesday.
“Auntie Kate why are you still in school?”
“Wofa Yaw Badu I’m doing my project work.”
“I heard the president when he said all academic activities be suspended. Don’t let me come and find the truth from your supposed project supervisor. Pick the next bus coming to Tinkong and come home.”
Her uncle was smart, he is the only person he couldn’t outwit. She knows he is aware that she has a sugar daddy, because her grades are always top notch, he has decided not to speak a word about it yet. He is also the only one whose orders she takes with all seriousness, that is why she had ordered an uber from campus in the early hours of the day to the station to come and board a trotro to Tinkong.
Kay wanted her to board the uber to Tinkong but she wanted to save part of the money for airtime. She made a mental note to tell him to buy her a MiFi after the corona virus brouhaha.
“Mate the car is full call your driver.”
She placed a pocket tissue on the window knob and open the window to allow fresh air.
“Some of you people behave as if you are more human than some of us”
One woman said after she used hand sanitizer for the sixth time in the trotro.
“This coronus viros is making me see that people are really too know in this car okay”
She didn’t utter a word.
“It is our sins that made God give us this covered nytin sickness” the driver chipped in
“Exactly what I was telling my husband this morning, the sins in the world is a lot. The gays, the armed robbers, disrespectful youth, o God is punishing us”
“But we Africans we are lucky to find the cure.” She nearly choked when she heard someone say that.
“Yes, I heard of garlic”
“It is garlic, ginger, pepper and salt grinded and mixed with akpeteshie, just be drinking it like blood tonic, morning and evening.”
“I haven’t heard of that”
“It is a herbalist who taught me. It works ankasa”
“Some even say weed” the mate contributed his quota, a glace at his lips and she did not doubt him.
“If you smoke you are safe.”
“You just have to stay away from frogs. You see the Chinese eat frog, that is whey they got the sickness first.”
When people in the capital are thinking of erudite measures to prevent the pandemic, people in another part of the same country are thinking of weird and outrageous measures like these ones. What happened to the wash your hands frequently gospel? And who even said corona virus is a punishment from The Lord? How can you even tell if it is from The Lord?
“Mate I’ll alight at Presby school junction.” She told the mate
When people are utterly observing social distancing in a part of Ghana, a group of people in another part of the same Ghana are seated under a mango tree playing cards. She shook her head as she alighted from the trotro and headed for her house.
“Auntie Kate o denden” her five-year-old niece called and she totally ignored her because she wouldn’t allow her stain her dress with snort.
“My university lady” her mother called from the wooden structure serving as the kitchen
“Came and give me a handshake, I have missed you.”
“Ei Maa, they said we should not be doing that o, please, I want to be on the safe side.”
“Do I look like I have some of that sickness? you go and greet your uncle, he was here in the morning to ask of you”
“He’s gone to the farm” her younger brother said coming out from his room . “Auntie Kate you have a new iPhone?”
“Don’t shout, I’ll give the XR to you.”
“The same person who bought the XR bought the 11?”
“Then this man loves you”
“Stop saying it, Maa will tell Wofa Yaw Badu”
“Why are you washing your hands?”
“You haven’t heard of the pandemic?”
“It hasn’t reached the Eastern Region yet.”
“So, you are waiting for it to get here first?”
“This Ghana ankasa ebe two.” she shook her head
Thanks for reading. Catch you next week!