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Jambo’s Dream

after his mother told him to pick the ripest
mangoes. “What are you doing?” she gave him a

curious look; he shook his head and quickly

gathered the mangoes and threw them in the

basket. “Hurry up nah!” His mother exclaimed.

He met her at the doorstep. She had some

delicious looking ‘skin up’ in her hand as she took

the basket full of mangoes from Jambo. “Go wash
up and come for yuh dinna; ah make bakes and

fish cake,” she said, as she handed him the small,

fleshy nut in the green skin. He walked up the

stairs slowly, trying to savour each beat of music

that was still playing. It soon became faint sounds
as he walked up each narrow step.

Soon after, he hurried back down with wet, soapy

hands, but the music had stopped. Apparently,

the class had ended. Jambo sat down on the

dining table watching his mother empty the pot

and place his plate in front of him. With slow

movements he took a bake and brought it
towards his mouth because his mind was so far

away. He only woke up from his dream, when he

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