THE POWER OF THE ICE FISH MOTHER: (The two cap heroine!)

She sat on a low wooden stool-an amateur carpenter's emergency contraption. Her wares were displayed on a disposable table -a curious design of a used paint bucket which formed the base and iced-fish carton placed on its top.

She traded in an open free area in the market where her beautiful skin was feasted upon by the scorching sun, leaving her with a shade of tan reserved for sahel belt souls. She had no sunscreen or raincoat to fend off the fiendish elements. Her race for shelter when the rain falls clutching her slimy stuff which plenty will slip off her hands was part of her dehumanizing business routine.

Today's market day was different because she suddenly had an NYSC cap on top of her lovely headgear. SHE WORE TWO CAPS! Her twist of fate since she became a single parent -wearing the cap of mum and dad was now visibly rewarded in style! Her laughter says it all.(See Photo)
To all who were thrust into the challenging world of single parenthood either by death or separation, may you see this day! The son returns to the fish market to publicly crown mum to mark the dawn of a new era of comfort and rest.

However, it is important to note that the single mum turned to iced fish which bit her hands with cold, with every touch and assaulted her breath with unsavoury odours for decades for succor. Her ware gave her a signature repulsive body smell which even the strongest perfume cannot overwhelm. This "friend" gave her victory!

Today, she is not on the same enviable honours roll with single mums who turned to strange men whose expensive colognes left fragrances of derision on them in quest for survival.
Every son of a single mum raised from the proceeds of a smelly fish will return to coronate her driven by her inspirational sacrificial life.
The same cannot be the lot of the other lady who chose the ungodly option.
It is never late to become an ICE FISH mum.