Newborn Confidence

An African daughter to my African mother

I have an African mother, Ngozi . The first emotion I ever remember feeling for my mother was love.I remember the cuddles,her arms always open, with a smile on her face and holy goodies in her purse. I remember our conversations, she indulged my avid childhood curiosity with patience and love whilst paying due respect to my intelligence. I remember standing on the kitchen stool picking beans while she fried the onions and pepper in palm oil, both of us singing loudly to our favourite igbo gospel song. My mother was my first love. One day everything changed when hate came creeping in.