AMAKA “Maureen, you know that I cannot put Jason in school now. He is only a baby, and I don’t want to force books into his head,” I said, looking back at my best friend and my son in her arms. “Don’t mind your mother. I will put you in school, okay? There’s a pre-school here, so I will go there with you now,” Maureen told Jason, and he smiled. “Thanks, Aunt,” he said. “You’re welcome, sweetie,” she replied. She told him to wait while she prepared his bath for his new school. “Maureen, you cannot be so serious. Jason is my son, and I get to decide for him,” I told her. Her mother had another room, while Maureen and I shared hers. I could move out and get an apartment of my own, but I didn’t want to become selfish. I was able to attend a part-time business-training class with the help of Maureen’s mother. She looked after Jason for me until he could walk. My family didn’t want to have anything to do with me. Well, perhaps they did now that they saw I was doing well on my own.
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