Betrayal and all that
What's that one thing, that one experience that made you think you had gotten to the peak of childhood. Well for me, it was about sitting on the large salon chairs. I detested mini stools called 'akpoti' in Yoruba. My hairdresser practically told me I couldn't sit on those chairs till I turned 12. Well one way or the other I needed to make my hair, so I couldn't complain. But then the Countdown to 12 years began. The birthday came, and I was more excited about adulting and all the 'goodies' it came with than I was for the party. Behold after the buzz, I was betrayed by my hairdresser. It became a tale of 'you're too short to sit on these chairs'. So basically I had to start looking forward to growing tall. What a life! You might think the word betrayal is too deep for such a naive story, but isn't this how we face various betrayal experiences on our road to adulting, the word 'betrayal' evokes lots of undesirable emotions o