Buy Butter Bread! O’ngbona bread!! O’nyọ butter bread!!!
Her voice, thin as a bird’s, sung out lyrics of sweat and toil. She was my alarm clock every morning, and the source of my day’s strength. Her Agege bread was divinely satisfying.
I once asked her, “Aunty Tawa, wetin make you for dey sell bread?”
“My brother, na condition make crayfish bend o”
I later found out that she was a highschool dropout who was doing what it took to make ends meet for her family.
I recently bumped into Aunty Tawa last week. She had grown older over the years, more wrinkles on her face and less bread on her head. She now owns a bakery.
“My brother, no condition is permanent o“, she said, with a broad smile on her face
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