
Augusta... (3)
“I did everything right, I circumcised my daughters, why has this great evil befallen me? Oh! I have failed as a mother”
Thoughts, stories and ideas.
“I did everything right, I circumcised my daughters, why has this great evil befallen me? Oh! I have failed as a mother”
“That evening, I asked Mama what sex meant … but she said to shut up and never speak of it again… So, I went back to Mr. Bádéjọ… he said it’s like Chemistry…that since practical is always best, he will show me how”
“Mr. Badejo touched me again, and now my monthly visitor has not come… so I must be pregnant. Do you think I’m pregnant Aunty?”
Find Part 1 here [https://teesmusing.com/fgm-agonies-of-agatha/] Mama Augusta returned last Saturday, but I have still not visited. Although my curiosity over the last few weeks since I first heard had not died, a part of me wondered if her choice for Agatha was any of my business. So,
My daddy is a great storyteller, and I’m the child who inherited that gift. As kids, we looked forward to the different ‘àló’ he would tell us, particularly the ‘àló àpagbè’. We would sit at his feet, on the mat, in the balcony of our childhood home, right underneath