Saturday, August 3, 2013

Children...

If I say spaghetti 

Will you go away ?

If i say that special word

Will you find somewhere 

Else to play ?

So i'm African right (not a question I really am). And i'm not trying to be stereotypical to well myself, but I have so many freaking cousins it's not even funny. It's like everybody and their grandma has at least 10 siblings each in my family. Insane ! I know, that's not the worst part no, the worst part is that my mother is the oldest in what I like to call her "clan". The oldest of 8 children big deal right ? WRONG. For some reason god decided to give her 6 brothers S.I.X. So by now I'm guessing you're confused as to why i'm complaining, whats it to me right. Well let me break it down for you. My mother being the oldest of an almost all male family made her the care-keeper. She single handedly raised all her siblings so of courser they look up to her as a mother even. So now everyone's grown up right and their all married and they all have a shitload of kids. Well every Saturday when they all want to go out guess where their kids go ? Go ahead guess, yup TO MY HOUSE.  "Well since she raised us she can raise our kids to." I swear to god that's their mind-set. My mother is a pushover.  I mean normally I wouldn't mind I honestly love children I swear I do, and I want to have them when I grow up but my cousins...oh lord. They are monsters! I'm not exaggerating, for African children (here comes the stereotype again) they are just so misbehaved and hyper and destructive for that matter. I can't even deal. Their all here right now and I can't even hear myself think. Sometimes I just wish I could go off to college already, somewhere far...far....FAR AWAY.


xxx.
 - Ayssatou 

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