BY F A I T H S H A I B U It's January and the break for the holiday is over, resumption for the next semester commences. I decided I would take the bus down from Karu where I reside to Lokoja where I attend school on monday of the next week. My name is Sandrine, an undergraduate at Kogi State university. I'm 21, the first born of a family of five. My mum as usual have started her preparation for what I will be needing in school before my departure. In her eagerness, I know deep down she is already missing me and wished I could stay longer. Monday morning arrived so quickly and daddy woke me up to get ready so I can get to the park early. “Sandrine” “Yes dad!” I responded sluggishly. He is not like mum. African men are not supposed to be emotional. So he put up a class act. It was like he was indifferent. But I know dad, as the eldest kid, he loves to have me around, especially that I look like his mum. He feels she incarnated me...