GOING TO THE CITY

 

When Ogbonnaya was told he would be following Uncle Max to the city, he was overjoyed. He had heard so many things about the city. When Adaku visited her aunt in Onitsha, she came to class the next term with so many enthralling and jaw-dropping stories; Adaku told them about the big river times ten the size of Eluala, their village. The giant storey buildings that are almost touching the sky and the burning unquenchable fires that produce light at night. 'My aunt has a big akpati, wooden box' spreading her hands as if to contain the size of the wooden box. 'inside the wooden box you could see human beings black and white alike. She heard them speak asusu obodo oyibo, English. She even shook hands with them. The lie wouldnt hurt afterall the city is far and she alone was priviledged to visit.

Ogbonnaya would come back to the village with some good and enticing stories too. Nneamaka never showed any affections towards Ogbonnaya. Yet his heart had always palpitated whenever he saw Nneamaka. He wished he would feel the fleshy outgrowth on her chest. The other day at the stream, her water pot had mistakenly fallen and water wetted her gown. The gown got plastered on a curvy shape allowing Ogbonnaya to have a rare of her seductive backside with all the contours at full display. His visit to the city would change everything. He would come back as a city boy. Nneamaka would come running after him. Then he would get the opportunity to feel and even squeeze those tender breasts. He even be allowed to go further.

Ogbonnaya had finished packing his clothes into a polythene bag and walking out to meet uncle Max when his mother called him from the kitchen; 'OGBONNAYA wake up and go and fetch some firewood !!!' Ogbonnaya suddenly stood up from his bed. He had been dreaming.

The city was still a mirage and worst still, Nneamaka's fleshy breasts were still not within grasp.