(Episode 2) Gone With The Wind…A Tale of Vanity Upon Vanity!

After Linda left, Krisa sat down to think of the happenings that had taken place in the village where she liveed with her parents before she met Linda.

Krisa had been an adventurous child right from her secondary school days. She was known to frolic around after school hours with boys and even teachers in the community secondary school that she attended.

Her parents were poor but she wished that they were rich so that she could afford to go to a private school and date as many rich boys as they were there.

Her mother who had noticed her daughter’s waywardness had called to advise and caution her several times but she had turned a deaf ear to her mother’s advice. She was like a bird in a cage, eager to exploit the world as soon as it was released.

At 16, Kris was no longer a virgin as she had slept with most of the male senior students in her class and some randy teachers who took advantage of her average level of comprehension to sleep with her for marks.

Her father was a strict disciplinarian and each time that he saw her with boys or heard about her philandering, he would give her the beating of her life. Soon enough, she got used to his beating and no matter how hard he flogged her, she would never cry.

After her junior WAEC, she discovered that she was few weeks pregnant  but she had kept the pregnancy to herself after taking several herbs to abort it all to no avail.

Her mother was the first to notice the pregnancy when she caught her vomiting at the back of the house on an early Saturday morning.

Mama Kris: “Kris, what is wrong with you, why are  you throwing up like that this early in the morning when you have not eaten anything” she asked startling the girl who didn’t know that anyone was watching her.

Kris: “erm mama, I…I didn’t know that you are here” she stuttered.

Mama Kris: “that does not answer my question. I have been watching you for days now and I noticed that you usually come to this backyard every morning and I have been wondering what brings you here. So, you have been vomiting all these days?”

Kris: “vomit? No o, it is only today o” she lied.

“Come here, Kris” he mother said and motioned with her hands for her to come.

After few seconds of hesitation, Kris went to her mother.

The woman looked at her daughter’s eyes, her palms and felt the tenderness of her breasts.

Mama Kris: “you are pregnant. This girl has killed me o, yaay” she screamed attracting the attention of her husband who was shaving somewhere in the compound.

Kris: “I am not pregnant o” she denied stubbornly.

Baba Kris who had heard his wife scream went to the backyard where mother and daughter were arguing.

Baba Kris: “what is going on here? Iya Kris, what are you doing here with your daughter?” he asked with the shaving stick and the mirror he was using still in his hands.

Mama Kris: “it is your daughter o, my husband” she said raising her hands to her head.

Baba Kris: “what has she done again this morning? Did you catch her standing here with a boy? Kris, do you want to kill your mother and I before our time? How did we offend you, ehn? Is it a crime for one to give birth to a daughter in this generation?”

Mama Kris: “it would have been better if I had caught her with a boy o” she exclaimed.

“What is that supposed to mean? Do you encourage her to follow boys about now” her husband asked.

Mama Kris: “Your daughter is pregnant. Can you imagine the shame this girl is bringing upon us? Where do I hide my face now? What will people say?”

Baba Kris: “wait! Who is pregnant? My own daughter? No, it cannot be possible. She knows that I will personally kill her myself if she tries that. She cannot be pregnant, never”

Mama Kris: “She is pregnant o, I met her here vomiting and she has been throwing up for a couple of days now” she said.

Baba Kris: “that is not enough reason to conclude that she is pregnant. There are many reasons why people vomit”

Mama Kris: “am I not a woman? Don’t I know the symptoms of pregnancy? It is obvious that this girl is pregnant”

Baba Kris: “ngbo Kris, are you pregnant?” he asked his daughter for confirmation.

Kris: “papa, I am not pregnant o, I don’t know what my mother is talking about”

Mama Kris: “you are lying. How long do you think this is going to stay hidden?”

Kris: “mama I said I am not pregnant. Ah-ah what is it seff? Somebody cannot just vomit without people saying she is pregnant? Abeg” she said and made to walk away but her father dragged her back and gave her a resounding slap.

Baba Kris: “how dare you talk to your mother like that? Do you know what she went through before having you? I have told you that I will kill you with my bare hands if you don’t learn to be respectful”

Kris: “baba leave me, is it not mama that is saying that I am pregnant? How can I be pregnant when I am not married?”

“I will not leave you, Kris. I am your father and I will continue to correct you until that stubborn spirit of yours leaves you. You say you are not pregnant right? Fine, we are going to the hospital for them to carry out a test on you, that is the only way we can find out if you are truly pregnant or not”

Kris: “ha, hospital kwa. I am not going to any hospital o. All I know is that I am not pregnant and I am not going to any hospital for any pregnancy test”

Baba Kris: “I am not asking for your permission. In fact, you do not have a choice but to follow us to the hospital and if you dare to resist going with us, I will tie you to my motorcycle and drag you along with us”

His wife nodded in agreement.

Baba Kris: “mama Kris, take this my shaving stick and mirror back to the room and get me my motorcycle keys, we are going to the hospital right away” he said to his wife.

Mama Kris: “okay, my dear” she said and collected the items from his hands and ran into the room. Few minutes later, she ran out of the room wearing a clean wrapper with a scarf over her head and the motorcycle keys in her hands.

Baba Kris “stay with her and make sure she doesn’t run away, let me go in an and change into something better and carry some money” he said and handed over Krisa whom he was holding to her mother.


Baba Kris felt his world crumbling when the nurse at the village clinic confirmed that his daughter was 8 weeks pregnant and advised that they register her for antenatal as soon as possible.

From the hospital till they got home, baba Kris smacked his daughter with everything that he could lay his hands on. From his belt to wires to sticks. By the time they got home, Krisa already had injuries all over her body and yet she refused to disclose who the father of the baby she was carrying was.

Question: It seems like Krisa is a very stubborn shild (in Jenifa’s voice) Do you think her father pushed her out by beating her always? How did she end up in the city as a big girl?

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  1. She might be possessed but I think her Father contributed to her stubborn by beating her always. He supposed to call her, sit her down and gently talk to her, giving her advice and showing her the implications of the road she trends on.
    MAY-be she Linda helped her Aborted the pregnancy and help her out of the village.


  2. Krisa is very stubborn child, her father only tries to make sure that she becomes a good girl since her childhood but she stubbornly refused. She has been longing and waiting to become a free girl and she has gotten it, so she has chosen her path herself.

  3. may God not allow us to have such a stubborn girl. there some children, no matter how hard you tried to instilled moral values and self discipline, they will still make all your effort to be useless.

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