HOW I SPENT HALF DAY IN YANKEE

I was called upon that morning to lead. Of course, I knew the trip was scheduled for that day but it was raining heavily, I couldn’t step my feet out. I eventually decided to pass through the flooded streets.

     Finally, I was at the airport. I was a bit late.
Sitting in the plane gave me goose bumps being my first, I saw different faces, different tribes and the ones we call “oyinbo babies”. Then I started imagining myself in a world I’ve longed for. I couldn’t sleep in the plane not until I was offered a red hood-cardigan, I felt like an adult red riding hood. I so much loved the cardigan and as at me taking selfies with it, we were asked to switch off our cell phones. I looked at the female flight attendant with anger because the selfie was actually what I was aiming at. I had no other choice than to sleep; I was not feeling convenient, sleeping on the air? I asked myself, what if something happens. But I had to, while I dreamt of “buy me chocolate” “buy me chocolate” “buy me designers” requests booked. Those requests got me up.
Alas! We’ve landed.

     I came down from the plane. I felt so cold at first, and then it started raining snow. Just like that? I wondered. This is a welcome shower I had thought. The sky smiled “Welcome to Yankee”, as I was trying to pick the snow as it dropped I remembered it wasn’t Nigeria where new things amazes us. I noticed the white lady standing beside me was staring at me, I smiled (with full teeth) and I left. Nobody came to pick me, what brought me to Yankee? I couldn’t remember. I was not familiar with what most people were saying, sounded as if they were talking with their tongue, all I heard seemed parables.
Do I really belong here?
I didn’t mind those thoughts. Aside that, those selfies were uncountable. Those airplane people thought they could stop me “I’m from Nigeria mehnn”, like I heard a white man used 'mehnn' at every statement. My Samsung tab camera was dope.
I was busy taking pictures of tall buildings, and beautiful statues. I was about stretching my legs when I saw a path I could trail. I’m here to stay, I had imagined. While I was trailing this path, I saw a chocolate creamed cake; it looked so attractive in what we are fond of calling “show glass” in Nigeria. I thought this would be so good to offer to my friends who had requested for sweet things and chocolates. While I was admiring, I was stretching my left leg, like I had cramps. I kept stretching. I was about popping my hands into the cake, I was so lost in thought then I saw the shop keeper coming towards me, I thought he wanted to chase me like they do where I came from. As I ran, unknowingly i smashed my face on a wet floor. ..
Opening my eyes, it seems blurry until I was able to see my brother clearly, he has been pulling my legs which I thought I was only stretching, he decided to pour water on my face when he realized I was not heeding to the pulling. He screamed ‘Aunty dolly, your phone has been ringing, the rain has stopped, you are late for work’, I quickly picked up my phone to get the update on the calls I’ve missed then the post of “I’m missing Nigeria already” popped up with 76 views. I had posted a picture of me putting on my red hood saying I was missing Nigeria earlier, yinka just texted I should get her designers, others requested for chocolates only and a friend in particular queried the post. I laughed so hard. I missed Nigeria! …no place like home.
My brother didn't allow me spend a  whole day; it was indeed a half day in Yankee.

(Ajibare Adedolapo).

So, tell me,have you ever had a dream which seemed like an amazing film?
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