I Hated My Mother And Her One Bucket Of Water

African MotherI have not updated my blog in like 3 weeks. I am so so sorry about that. My life is now cluttered with a lot of activities so much that I sometimes forget, I swore an oath to my avid readers to entertain them weekly or at worst bi-weekly. But I am here now and I hope this post warms your hearts enough to forgive me.

I remember when I discovered the snooze button of the alarm clock as a young boy. My uncle bought me the alarm clock as a Christmas present and I was so excited about the idea. It was early in the morning, and my alarm clock was going off. I didn’t want to get up and go to school, so I wondered if there was a way that I could silence the alarm for sometime so that I could get a little more rest. This would allow me just enough time to toss and turn for about 8 minutes, and sleep for the remaining 30 seconds, before starting the cycle all over again.

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