Big Bold and beautiful episode 3 – 4

BIG, BOLD and BEAUTIFUL
(Story by Prisca Ezeh)
Episode 3
“Because we are fat we can’t help or be helped?” I said deep within me
They took the boy and went in.. I returned back to the bus and i had already gotten a nickname from the students, it was “FP” meaning “FAT PEPPERONI”
They continued shouting it and making fun of it ..I picked a seat at the back and bent down my head, crying silently
“I must surprise this kids!” I boldly said to myself with confidence
The driver came back in and drove off
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School was hectic though..much annoying classes and more annoying teachers with dumb kids.. More bullying gosh!!
Months went by and the bullying continued..i got more used to it.. But deep down i was depressed, i never knew how to tackle the situation.. Should i tell my junky mom or should i keep it within
I decided on keeping it within.. And live on with it
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The bells out rang for morning announcement.
And the principal was ready to address us about the Dancing competition coming up and some due amounts awarded to the winners
“Each group needs about 4 members..
Presenting of any song is acceptable” the principal said joyfully
The students were amazed and hoped on the popular girl in school called
“Tiara” or her Igbo name “Mmasinachi” or popularly called “Sina”.. She has won so many prices for the school and was named a dance Goddess after ‘Kafi”… I loved her moves though, i looked towards her position and she felt praised by her friends..fat me i couldn’t do anything not to talk of dancing, i was practically ashamed of my body
“So start working out your bodies and don’t end up being Christabel!” The school roared into a great laughter..
I was totally embarrassed ..students pointed at me and said all miserable stuff.. I just bowed my head low
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I went back to the hospital to keep in touch with the wounded boy after school.. He was really unconscious, i just sat close to him and prayed a little for his quick recovery before i left..
BIG, BOLD and BEAUTIFUL
(Story by Prisca Ezeh)
Episode 4
I went to the nurses bunk and handed some cash.. They all stared at me in amazement then one broke out the silence
“Abeg do reduce.. U no go born with this kind body oo.. U be woman and no tell me say na u save that boy” i kept quiet
“U fit carry yourself at all?.. This kind fat na disease oo” the second nurse said
I felt humiliated instantly… I just left the hospital holding back my tears
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On getting home, i saw mum on the sofa crying, she was looking drunk and kept on singing some sorrowful love songs..I walked towards her, she was smelling the reek of alcohol.. I just held her
“Ristabel what have i done to deserve all this from yo father?.. I was a loving wife” i just scoffed silently and she continued
“I have been sending him messages on his mail, and he refused replying.. I want my husband back, is it f**king too much to ask?.. He is probably enjoying the biddings of that Mexican w—e!!”
I just held her tightly with tears dripping from my eyes..i cried silently stroking her hair to sleep…she slept on my shoulder minutes later and i help her unto the sofa resting her head properly, looked at her and said
“Life’s unfair mom”
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5 weeks to the competition, groups were been formed and i summoned enough courage to confront Sina, so i could dance with her unmatchable group.. I saw her flexing her legs preparing to start picking her members, i walked up to her and told her about my intentions of joining her group, all she did was looking at me from my head to my toe and laughed
“Fat Pepperoni ain’t allowed here, i heard your name’s Christabel having the word Christ in it.. But sadly Christ isn’t as fat as you are!” Everyone roared out in laughter
“Tiara i just wanna dance, it doesn’t call for insults”
“Look who’s talking.. She wants to dance..can you lift up your flat ass as mine?” She said tapping her butt
I just walked away while the students kept on laughing.. I ran into the Library