A Conversation Between A Mother And Her daughter
Licence to do something
Mum, please, when was the last time you spoke with Uncle Bola? Each time, in the middle of our conversation, he will ask, do you have a Licence, a Licence to do something? When I do respond with a Licence to do something? Uncle Bola would not continue or respond with feedback. He asked me about this; the day we travelled to the port and visited brother Fabian.
Mum, please could you ask him exactly what he was referring to, the Licence he is talking about, or let us get a clear picture of what he wants me to do. You know my uncle, he may decide to call me any day and request that I perform magic to get things done in a jiffy.
Hehe, Uncle Bola and his old-school way of relating with people. Which one is Licence to do something again? Licence to do something? To make it worse, he is not completing the question of what he wants to do. I know what to do. When he comes back online and starts engaging me, I will ask my mum to call him and enquire what he wants. Uche continues to soliloquise, not realising that her mum was behind her. A tap on the shoulder from behind made her leap with fear. But her mum gently reassured her that she is the one.
She happily sighed with relief and said, " Ha, mum, you scared me. I was still battling with uncle's messages on ‘'Licence to do something.” Hearing that, she cheered her on, forget about your uncle's message, let's go and eat. Tomorrow we will find out what he wants. Happily, she walked to the dining room with her mum, feeling relieved.
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