(I found this in a jotter and can’t even remember when I wrote it; two years ago probably. Read and enjoy!)
I was told that I came into the world screaming my lungs out. The nurses had oohed and aahed over my long limbs – that would be the only time anyone found my body shape appealing. Since I had no rosy cheeks for doting adults to pull and croon ‘what a cute baby’, I became a case of head shaking and disapproving looks. “That child must be sick. I’ve never seen such a pitiful thing!” Mama Adeyi, our big-bosomed neighbour had been known to comment in a loud whisper during her visits. Mama Toun, our good-natured neighbour with a missing front tooth always came to my defence. “My Aderonke was just like that as a baby. I could even count her ribs but see how she turned out now – big madam!” Then, she would pat my mother’s shoulder, giving her hope that her Ebunoluwa will be endowed with flesh as she grew. Continue reading
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