I came, I clicked,
TEACHER: What’s wrong Musa, why are you crying?
MUSA: Our house is very small. My mum, my dad, and I, we sleep on the same bed. Every night my dad asks, Musa are you sleeping?’ Then I say NO, so he becomes angry and punishes me.
Teacher: All right! Tonight when your dad asks again, keep dead quiet. Don’t answer!
The following morning Musa comes back with a sad face again.
Teacher: My goodness, why the sad face again?
Musa: Dad asked me again, Musa are you sleeping? I shut up and kept dead still. Then my dad and my mom started moving, you know, at the same time. Mum was breathing like a Christmas chicken, kicking her legs up frantically and squealing like a hyena on the bed. Then my dad asked my mum, are you coming? Mum said, Yes I’m coming, are you coming too?
Dad answered: Yes.
They don’t usually go anywhere without me so I said, wait for me, I’m coming too!!