EVENING TEA TURNS SOUR

Kulayo Happi Kulayo asked us to guess what happened.

My father warmly received some elders in our homestead this evening. They exchanged pleasantries and they proceeded to sit on plastic armchairs I had brought them. The evening tea was ready and a glass for each of them was inevitable. I could hear them laud the sweetness of the tea and how the one who prepared the tea was a woman and a half. Poor they. I prepared the tea. So I turned to be the woman and a half. The other half is up to them to give to whom they wished. My father has frequent visitors. These ones came impromptu and I assumed they came to discuss why the village had an influx of mosquito these days....