Chapter 1
Married
Hi I'm sarah but people call me sara, for those who don't know the meaning of Sara, it means 'Charity'.
I was just 14 when I was given out by my dad to a man I don't even know, but I all i knew was that he was my dad friend's son. We were betrothed when I was 5 and he was 15, chaii is age difference. I told my dad i want to continue my studies since we are in the 24th century, we shouldn't act like people from 19th century, after saying that I received the beating of my life. Unfortunately mom doesn't . Well luckily for me, unlike the ones have heard about how their husbands refuse to send the to school, mine decided to send me to school but the joy didn't last.
Oops sorry I didn't introduce myself properly. I'm from the western part of the country, you guys shouldn't think that its always in the north. Sometimes I think I should report my dad to the police for dashing me out but... I no fit try am we dey naija.
Well my husband's name is Geoffrey, funny right because he isn't from this country no wonder he sent me to school. You must be wondering how my dad became friends with him, well its a generation thing( colonial era). Ohh how I love Government, my best subject. When I think about the colonial era its seems as if I should pour my anger on my husband but the past is the past.
Remember when I said the joy was short lived, because he sent me to school to sell me off to another person this life is an irony, this is a satire. My nickname is actually following me around but my goal of studying philosophy didn't stop watchout for how I will over come.
