“Didn't mummy ask us not to turn on the television set?”
My younger sister asked as I made attempts to plug in the fuse to the wall socket.
I could see fear in her eyes as she asked that question, but I can't really tell if she was scared of me or my mum who gave a standing order that no one should turn on the television while she is away.
I ignored her question knowing fully well that mum will not be back any moment soon.
“If you don't get out of my sight,”
I opened my eyes towards her as my voice echoed those words into her ears just to scare her away.
My voice made her move backwards in fear of me not reaching her face with my left hand.
“If anything happens, just note that I will be the first to tell mummy.” She started again as I tried to find my way around the television.
I could see fear in her eyes and this time around it's like she foresaw something.
“Why are you scared?” I looked at her but she did not say anything in turn.
Won't you watch when I finally turn it on?
She immediately said, I have nothing to do with you turning on the television set.
It's a normal thing, this is not the first time we are doing this but today just seems different as a series of warnings came right from when I started making attempts to turn it on till when we were watching an interesting TV cartoon “Voltron defender of the universe.” one of our favorite cartoons.
We watched for some time then again the warning came.
“Please,turn the television off so that we don't get into trouble.”
She mentioned that I made a move but then I was not willing to let go.
“Mummy will soon be back” she warned again but again I ignored her warning she got up and walked out of the sitting room.
Not long after she walked out she quickly ran back to remind me that our school uniform is yet to be washed.
That information brought me back to life as I rushed out to quickly fix the uniform stuff and the cloud has hidden the sun and it's about to rain.
How will these clothes get dried up before our mum comes back? I knew the problem attached to that scenario already.
Not long while I was trying to quickly wash the uniform my mum rushed into the house before it started raining.
“Why are you just washing your uniform”?
That question hitted my heart as I didn't know what to respond before she discovered that the television was on.
“Who turned on the television set”?
This particular question came with a strong echo. I could hear it loud and clear in my ears again. My heart took me back to the numerous warnings that came from my sister.
A lightning struck while I was still trying to figure the right response for her question.
Everything that was electrical appliances tripped off but the television instead of tripping, it got blown and there was smoke all over the sitting room. It's obvious that I forgot to use the TV guide and now the question came again: “who turned on the TV set”? The anger that came with that question made my sister quickly point at me.
“I warned him severally but he wouldn't listen,” trying to vindicate herself from the incoming trouble.
“Just go and finish washing your school uniform then we will wait for your father to come back.”
This music has got a dancer already but we don't know what kind of music will be played.
I bet you that night was not funny as it happened to be one the terrible nights I have recorded in my entire life. I won't forget what happened that night.
Ever since then keeping orders has become a part of me.
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Oh my
I can imagine everything happening as I read through. 🤣🤣
The moment she told you about the school uniform and you ran to wash
Forgetting to turn off the Tv
Mommy entered
That scenario alone brought back so many memories because something like this has happened to me but our tv didn’t get blown up. It was a funny time because I also got the beating of my life like you did that day.
I enjoyed this so much because I could relate to story 😂😂
Nicely written, well done.
Thanks, memories are always almost similar when it comes to african parents and their children.
Yeahh, it's like a trait amongst us all
The fear of African mother beating is the beginning of wisdom 😂
Hahaha you can say that again.