PERFECTLY IMPERFECT のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

 She learnt what it meant to suck in belly at age 10. It was a Saturday and she was going to the park with her family. Her sister came into her room all dressed up like the cinderalla she was. "Kunmi, you're still not dressed? It's like you don't want to go to the park with us."  "My gown..."  She trailed off as her sister left the room without even a backward glance. She tried putting on the gown once again but it got stucked on her chest and she couldn't even wear it pass her chest. After series of trials and with the state of almost suffocation, she gave up and pulled the dress over her head. She sat down, staring at her stupid, fat and ugly body. Why can't I just have a nice stature like my sister's? "Oluwabukunmi, it's time oo. Let's go." She heard her mother's voice but she remained where

    AdamWe had a normal morning.Nah, an abnormal morning. Normal mornings weren't all sunshine and rainbows.Normal mornings weren't my parents acting all lovey dovey at the dinning, feeding each other and nearly eating from each other's mouth.Gross. I gulped water from the glass cup before standing up, my breakfast barely touched."I should leave for school now if I don't want to be late."My mother looked at the huge wall clock adjacent her before facing me. The time was 7:15; I shouldn't be leaving that early and from her expression, I knew she was going to say that."But you still have like fifteen minutes more."I picked up my bag that was draped on the chair beside me."Yes but I have to b

                                                            ~Kunmi~Mayowa went berserk.I sat on the sofa, eyes fixed on the TV. It was tuned to Africa Magic Yoruba and in the film, they were showing, the husband was beating their maid in front of his wife even though he was having an affair with her. The wife kept begging him to stop but he did not yield to her pleas. I hated films like this but I kept my eyes on it anyways. I pretended to be engrossed in it while Mayowa lashed out all she wanted."I can't believe you embarrassed me in front of my friends. I just wanted you to play the piano. For Christ's sake, what's the big deal in that?"I ignored her.Mom, who was also in the sitting

                                ~Adam~It was on a weekend and I was in the dinning room doodling on my sketch pad while mom was in the sitting room with one of her friends, they were talking and the sound of their occasional laughter filled the house. I could make out some of the conversations. The friend was a fabric dealer and she was trying to sell a cord lace to mom.'Mummy Adam, you should buy this cord lace. You can't get something like this anywhere else in this Lagos.'I mentally rolled my eyes. These people and always trying to sell their waves. Mom said nothing for a while and I could imagine her running her hands on the fabric, probably to test if it was original.'This looks common. Are you sure people are not already wearing it?'The fabric woman gave a very dramatic sigh and I shook my head.

~Kunmi~It was a Yoruba period and our teacher, oluko was explaining the topic- Oruko in Yoruba land. Names in Yoruba land. I was listening with rapt attention because Yoruba was my favorite subject.Well, after music.'In Yoruba land, we accord names with great respect and honor and we don't joke with it. Our fathers used to take lots of things into concentration before naming a child. And there's this saying 'Ile la n wo Kato so omo loruko' which translates to the house a child comes from determines the kind of name he'd be given. When you hear Adeyemi, what kind of family do you think the bearer comes from?''The king's family.'Gabriella answered in less than a heartbeat and Oluko nodded at her.'And it goes on and on. Egunbiyi from Masquerade's family, Ogungbenro from Ogun's family. Tsunamis from the family of Esu.'The whole class burst into la