“If you don’t know how to keep your mouth shut, then I will shut it for you.” Tola said.
She climbed one step up and looked around to see of anybody was close enough to hear her. I quickly stepped back because I didn’t want her to know I was eavesdropping.
Was I supposed to clear the table, or leave it for the domestic staff?
If I cleared the table, I’m sure Tola would sell the story of me being a local woman below their class, for clearing the table like a house maid. If I didn’t, she’d say I wasn’t brought up properly in my house and I didn’t know how to take care of a home as a woman. (more…)