America Wonder -The Beginning Part 3

OMG....this story will blow you away!....It is the third part of the series 'America Wonder'.....

As an empathic person, it is very easy to please me. I decided to get closer to my uncle's wife. That was her home. She deserved to be happy. I also felt my uncle would be happy too if I bonded very well with the wife who was not my blood relative. Blood will always sort itself out. 

Her sister came on a three month visit too. I realised that if she could treat her own elder sister that introduced her to my uncle terribly, who I be?

I became her gist partner. She preferred to do the cooking herself. She was a very good cook. I assisted whenever she told me to. Occasionally, she would use part of the foodstuffs I brought from Nigeria. I would smile because I thought I came empty handed. 

Once in a while, I also took her out to our favorite restaurant. I bought gifts for her and the kids. When I got paid, I gave her some money to assist in paying bills but they refused to accept the money. 

She was happy with me. So, I thought!

I came on this trip with my fourteen month old baby. Whenever I wanted to go to work, I would drop her off with a Nigerian woman that came for Omugwo.

 On one fateful day, I called Mama that I was coming. She said she was in Atlanta. I had one hour to get to work. Nowhere to keep the baby. That was how I lost my job with my sweet old lady.

The original Princess told me to sort the baby issue out before I could use her papers again. She didn't want to have issues with the Nursing Board.

Chinyere, my uncle's wife's sister, assisted in watching the baby whenever she was around. When I went to get job application forms, she watched the baby. As long as I didn't get the job, my uncle would say I was gallivanting and prostituting. 

If I stayed home,he would shout,"is this how you will survive in America? Why are you at home kissing your baby when your mates are outside making money?"

If he was Chinese, his name would have been Confucius. Very confused and confusing human being.

There was a day I went out. I was just thinking about my life. I met a lady from Haiti who was in love with an Igbo man. She called me her in-law and I spoke with her guy. She told me, " if you want to survive in America, forget who you were in your country. Dont trust anybody completely but never look down on anybody. The people that would help you may not look like the people you were expecting ". I felt better.

In order to increase my network of acquaintances, I joined a dating site. I was not searching for love. I just needed friendship. I met Ababio, a Ghanaian who was just dripping of milk of human kindness all over. He was a nurse. We became friends. I opened up to him. He was a good person to me. My story would not be complete without him.

A few days after I met Ababio, I went out with Chinyere to New York. She told me there was an on-going recruitment at her workplace. I told Iheoma where I was going to. When my uncle came back, she told him I went to see my sister in New York for a job. My father had an American daughter whom I had not seen in 21 years. She was aware I was around. 

My uncle called my sister. She said we didn't talk, much more see. That was around 2pm. It was not midnight. My uncle called me. I told him exactly what I told the wife. When I came home, he slapped me. He didn't know I recorded everything. He said his wife would not lie to him. I was not working. I didn't have money. I decided to be a fool. I knelt down and apologized to both of them. I even told them I was bored at home and just wanted to go out. I took Iheoma out for lunch two days after,on Mother's day.

I had reached my elastic limit. My husband told me to come back. I would have but Chinyere told me to see my humiliation as a stepping stone. She told me I would make it shorter than I anticipated,going back would mean giving my uncle and the sister the victory. I decided to go with Chinyere. Whenever these Senior Apostles of the devil wanted to start an episode, I would record it.

To avoid more issues, I was going out everyday, pretending to go to work. My uncle's wife found me a babysitter. The old lady watched her son when he was younger. Some days, I would go to Princess's house or Ababio's with my baby.

 This old lady coincidentally was related to Ababio. When I introduced them as my family from Ghana, that was when they found out they were related. 

Mummy Ghana knew that my uncle and wife were psychiatric cases, so she had compassion on me. She didn't charge me daily. On the days she charged, she would tell me not to bother bringing baby food. She gave the baby her food and took care of her very well. She also told me about some CNA jobs. Her daughter was a nurse and gave her information. My husband also thanked them for being my support system.

My husband and sister raised me enough money from Nigeria. Princess, Ababio and Mummy Ghana found rooms for me but i liked the one recommended by Princess. I paid for it. 

On the day I moved, I dressed up for " work" as usual. I took my baby to Mummy Ghana. I went to Ababio's house and told him it was time for me to move. I waited till his day off to move. When I knew my uncle and wife would be at work, I came back and packed my things. I opened the freezer, dished out enough food and ate very well. I also finished a bottle of wine, to transport the food. After all, I was in my uncle's house.

 After battle, comes victory. I had my celebration. Ababio was in the car waiting. He put my bags in the trunk of his car. I dropped their keys and locked the doors. Never to return. I sent my uncle a text, thanking him for his world class hospitality. I told Chinyere I moved. She was happy. 

As for Iheoma, I looked at her number and pressed "delete".

Chinyere told me that when Iheoma came back, she was mad. She wanted my uncle to throw me out. She didn't like that particular rapture. Chinyere also claimed ignorance of my action. For days, Iheoma was restless. She thought I was a fool but I surprised her.