TIGed

Switch headers Switch to TIGweb.org

Are you an TIG Member?
Click here to switch to TIGweb.org

HomeHomeExpress YourselfPanoramaToo Late
Panorama
a TakingITGlobal online publication
Search



(Advanced Search)

Panorama Home
Issue Archive
Current Issue
Next Issue
Featured Writer
TIG Magazine
Writings
Opinion
Interview
Short Story
Poetry
Experiences
My Content
Edit
Submit
Guidelines
Too Late Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by penjoka, Cameroon Dec 10, 2001
  Opinions

  


Njodzeka: He's fine. He came last night.

(They return to Njo's place)

Njodzeka: Papa, here's Nyuydze, the friend I told you about who saw Fonyuy in Douala. She's also from our village, but I don't know her parents. She's a very good friend to us.

Father: My daughter, how are you? I've heard your name and it sounded familiar to me. Are you the daughter of Wirkom and Kinyuy?

Nyuydze: Yes dad. How come you know my parents? I don't know much about you. I only know Fonyuy and Njodzeka here at Campus.

Father: You see my daughter, you're too young. Your father was my best friend before he died. When he died, you were still a kid. You don’t know me because your compound is very far from ours.

Nyuydze: Dad, Njo told me that you would like for us to go and look for Fonyuy, is that true? I don't know the specific place where she lives, but she did give me her telephone number and I hope that it can help us to get in touch with her.

Father: That's good. We'll leave tomorrow morning by 10:00 a.m. I will tell Njo to get ready . You know, I've never been to Douala and I hear it's a very big city.

(The next day)

Njodzeka: Dad, get ready so that we can catch the bus. As for me I'm ready. So, while you're still preparing, let me rush and see if Nyuydze has finished. (he knocks at Nyuydze's door) Nyuydze, are you ready ? I'm ready and I think my dad is also ready by now. So we're waiting for you. Or, should I wait for you so that we can go together?

Nyuydze: Yes, I'll be ready in a few minutes, you can have a seat while I get ready. How's your dad? (she finishes) Now, let's go. I hope your dad has finished by now. (In Njodzeka's dorm ) Dad, good morning. (She greets him).

Father: Good morning my daughter, how are you? Can we go now?

(They enter the bus, it is the first time the father enters a big bus, he said)

Father: What is this, is this a train? I hope everybody is going to Douala is inside here.

Nyuydze: (Smiles) No dad, there are more than 10 buses like this travelling to Douala daily. So we've just taken one of them.

(they arrive at Douala by 12:00 noon)

Father: Children, is this Douala? This is a beautiful town. Are you sure we will see Fonyuy? Where are we going to see her? How many days do you think we will be looking for her and where are we going to sleep?

Njodzeka: Nyuydze, please can we call the number you talked about now? I think it'll be the best way.

(Their dad is already tired, it is already about 10:00 p.m. and it is raining in town. There is mud and it splashes on Dad)

Nyuydze: Let me go to that telephone booth and call. (She rings and man pickes up the phone) Allo! Allo! This is Nyuydze, Fonyuy's friend from Yaounde. Please can I talk to her? It's very urgent. (He answeres yes and gives the phone to Fonyuy)

Fonyuy: Allo! Nyuydze is that you?

Nyuydze: Yes, it’s me. I'm here with your dad and your brother, Njodzeka. We have been struggling to get you over the phone.

Fonyuy: Yes, where are you people. I will direct you to where I am so that you can get right to the house. (She directs her and Nyuydze understands. (The latter leads Njondzek and Dad) Dad, let's go, I know where to find her now. But when I called, it was a man who picked up the phone. Anyway, let's go.

Father: My daughter, where are we going to again? Have we not already passed through this street?

Nyuydze: No Dad, they decide. (They arrive there and knock) Fonyuy! Fonyuy! (She calls). Oh my God! Fonyuy is this where you're living? Here are your dad and Njodzeka.

Fonyuy: (Her boyfriend comes out as Nyuydze shows her dad and brother. She does not want the man to know that they are her people.) Who? Is this my Dad? I don't know him and this boy you call my brother, I don't know him. (Dad is shabby and tired and needs to take a rest.)

Father: Fonyuy, what are you saying? You say I'm not your father? Njo, have you heard what your sister has said? Since she claims not to know me, let's leave this place I should return to the village. Fonyuy, you will come back and meet me at home. If you don't meet me alive, we will meet in the grave.

Fonyuy: (She turns to her boyfriend) Sweetheart, don't listen to them. I don't know them, it's only the other girl who was my classmate and I don't even know what she's doing here or where she's come from with these people. Ah, honey, don't mind them.

The boyfriend replies: It's not strange, it happens to almost everybody who is struggling to survive. Can we go in now? I need some rest.

Fonyuy: (She feels uneasy and confused) Sweetheart, I hope you've not taken it to heart, I'm sorry.

(On their way back to Yaounde, they have an accident and the father dies.)

(They were unconscious for about 20 minutes after they had an accident. After their recovery, they find out that their father had died. Nyuydze was not unconscious and was the only person who could react fast and she called again Fonyuy to inform her what had happen.)







Tags

You must be logged in to add tags.

Writer Profile
penjoka


This user has not written anything in his panorama profile yet.
Comments
You must be a TakingITGlobal member to post a comment. Sign up for free or login.