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So yesterday I kept wondering what the problem with Jeremy was.
Their school closes by 2 pm. So by 1:30 pm, I was already at Jeremy's school to pick him up so I could take him back home. I parked in front of the school gate, just across the road.
Jeremy had once told me that his mum always left the key behind so he could pick it up and gain entrance to the house when he returned from school.
While waiting for him, a young boy waved at me and shouted.
"Daddy Jeremy."
He was walking with two other young boys who waved at me in excitement.
I smiled and waved back. Then quickly called them.
"Have you seen Jeremy today?" I asked.
"No sir. He didn't come to school."
"He didn't?"
"Yes."
I thanked them and watched as they left. Well since Jeremy did not come to school, I felt probably he took a day off that day.
This morning I waited for Jeremy again. I had dressed up very early and was already set to leave the house.
When it was 6:50 am, and Jeremy didn't show up, I decided to drive to his house to pick him up.
I got to his house and horned. Then I stepped down to walk to the door.
I heard Jeremy crying from inside. His mother was seriously shouting at him.
"So if he is not taking you to school you are not going to school? Is he your father? What is wrong with you? What has he given you to eat. Will you get dressed and go to school now. Are you stup'd? Or is something wrong with you?"
I paused.
I knew this whole thing was about me.
I couldn't knock. I didn't know what her reaction would be next if she sees me.
I heard running footsteps hitting the floor. I heard hands bagging tables. I heard Jeremy's cries and his mother shouting.
Suddenly I heard her beating him again.
"Pick your bags and go to school like other children. Go and join the bus now."
I turned back, got into my car, and drove off.
I didn't even know when a teardrop left my eyes.
I feel hurt today.
Really hurt.
Today started out badly for me and not until I am sure Jeremy is fine, I may not be at rest.
#nakupenda
#Discipline
#Chibuzo
So yesterday I kept wondering what the problem with Jeremy was.
Their school closes by 2 pm. So by 1:30 pm, I was already at Jeremy's school to pick him up so I could take him back home. I parked in front of the school gate, just across the road.
Jeremy had once told me that his mum always left the key behind so he could pick it up and gain entrance to the house when he returned from school.
While waiting for him, a young boy waved at me and shouted.
"Daddy Jeremy."
He was walking with two other young boys who waved at me in excitement.
I smiled and waved back. Then quickly called them.
"Have you seen Jeremy today?" I asked.
"No sir. He didn't come to school."
"He didn't?"
"Yes."
I thanked them and watched as they left. Well since Jeremy did not come to school, I felt probably he took a day off that day.
This morning I waited for Jeremy again. I had dressed up very early and was already set to leave the house.
When it was 6:50 am, and Jeremy didn't show up, I decided to drive to his house to pick him up.
I got to his house and horned. Then I stepped down to walk to the door.
I heard Jeremy crying from inside. His mother was seriously shouting at him.
"So if he is not taking you to school you are not going to school? Is he your father? What is wrong with you? What has he given you to eat. Will you get dressed and go to school now. Are you stup'd? Or is something wrong with you?"
I paused.
I knew this whole thing was about me.
I couldn't knock. I didn't know what her reaction would be next if she sees me.
I heard running footsteps hitting the floor. I heard hands bagging tables. I heard Jeremy's cries and his mother shouting.
Suddenly I heard her beating him again.
"Pick your bags and go to school like other children. Go and join the bus now."
I turned back, got into my car, and drove off.
I didn't even know when a teardrop left my eyes.
I feel hurt today.
Really hurt.
Today started out badly for me and not until I am sure Jeremy is fine, I may not be at rest.
#nakupenda
#Discipline
#Chibuzo
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So yesterday I kept wondering what the problem with Jeremy was.
Their school closes by 2 pm. So by 1:30 pm, I was already at Jeremy's school to pick him up so I could take him back home. I parked in front of the school gate, just across the road.
Jeremy had once told me that his mum always left the key behind so he could pick it up and gain entrance to the house when he returned from school.
While waiting for him, a young boy waved at me and shouted.
"Daddy Jeremy."
He was walking with two other young boys who waved at me in excitement.
I smiled and waved back. Then quickly called them.
"Have you seen Jeremy today?" I asked.
"No sir. He didn't come to school."
"He didn't?"
"Yes."
I thanked them and watched as they left. Well since Jeremy did not come to school, I felt probably he took a day off that day.
This morning I waited for Jeremy again. I had dressed up very early and was already set to leave the house.
When it was 6:50 am, and Jeremy didn't show up, I decided to drive to his house to pick him up.
I got to his house and horned. Then I stepped down to walk to the door.
I heard Jeremy crying from inside. His mother was seriously shouting at him.
"So if he is not taking you to school you are not going to school? Is he your father? What is wrong with you? What has he given you to eat. Will you get dressed and go to school now. Are you stup'd? Or is something wrong with you?"
I paused.
I knew this whole thing was about me.
I couldn't knock. I didn't know what her reaction would be next if she sees me.
I heard running footsteps hitting the floor. I heard hands bagging tables. I heard Jeremy's cries and his mother shouting.
Suddenly I heard her beating him again.
"Pick your bags and go to school like other children. Go and join the bus now."
I turned back, got into my car, and drove off.
I didn't even know when a teardrop left my eyes.
I feel hurt today.
Really hurt.
Today started out badly for me and not until I am sure Jeremy is fine, I may not be at rest.
#nakupenda
#Discipline
#Chibuzo

