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Marie in Merryland thanks to my Gaby


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Gaby and I on our way to what I now call Merryland

If you watched Alice in Wonderland like myself when growing up, maybe you also scripted your own version of wonderland. I was 8 years (just as Gaby is today) and I wouldn’t miss an episode of “Alice au Pays de Merveille” as we saw it here in french. By then, we had recently moved cities from Douala to Yaounde and I had left all my familiar behind. I needed some time readjusting to my new cold environment and my books and some sitcoms on TV helped me a lot. Alice in Wonderland was one of them…I actually wrote my first chapbook titled Marie in Merryland and showed that to my Grade 4 (same class Gaby is in) teacher. Needless to say I was laughed at. I buried that book for real in a bush near that house whose high fence I will later jump to go fetch for food.

Events have a way to trigger good or troubling memories, and yesterday’s was no different.

Gaby is the taller boy in the background of these girls
Gaby is the one being chased in the middle of the playing ground

This week in Cameroon is called youth week and yesterday most schools organized a socio-cultural sort of karoake for the kids to have fun. I hadn’t really planned to go because I didn’t know parents could come along, but last year I hadn’t come and Gaby had blamed me for his stolen stuffs because I hadn’t come along like some parents had done.

The big guys had left earlier by noon for their secondary school because a celebrity artist here called Daphne was coming to their school. David had even made pancakes for his classmates.

It was simply put a blast at Gaby’s school. My phone did justice by dying out pretty into the start of the event, and so I was distraction free through out. I had brought a book along to read (Mary Oliver’s poetry handbook since my kindle is acting up), but I just couldn’t focus on that.

I visualized myself at 8 years and saw in those kids all the ‘joie and soif de vivre’ (the joy and thirst for life) I had at that age (which unfortunately was beginning to be stifled by events beyond my control). I cheered and jumped and clapped and ended up helping a seemingly overwhelmed teacher organizing one of the various distractions for the kids. This was chair dance and for one who loves dancing, ha oh my come and see me.

All is well that ends well, I was so happy for the realization of my Merryland, a land where I am me with friends, playing and living and loving for real and till gusto.

To crown my day, I met my two ex sisters-in law with whom we still have a civil relationship, and we had a cool time. I gladly ate the dinner offered me with love.

Sometimes, triggers do not only mean harm is along the way, even the anxiety if left to seep out can lead to marvels… I was anxious about giving up an entire afternoon to go sit in Gaby’s school…in the end, what better therapy for another ‘fuzzle’ week?

I wish you all a wonderful week and finding fun even in the most nerving of situation lol

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