06/12/2025
She Denied Her Poor Mother On Her Graduation Day, 2 Years Later She Discovered
Get this dirty woman away from me. Moren's voice rang out. She's not my mother. Odoni froze. The flowers slipped from her hand. She stared at her daughter, not understanding. She traveled all day just to surprise her child, just to say, "I am proud of you." Morin hissed and turned to her friends. "Please don't mind this woman.
These poor people will do anything for attention." The moment shattered something inside Adoni. She could not hold back the tears. She bent slowly, picked up the bouquet that had slipped from her fingers, and turned around. Only time would tell. Many years ago, in a small, peaceful village called Azure lived a young woman named Aduni.
She was in her earlyenties, kind-hearted and known by everyone in the village for her quiet strength and warm smile. Life had not been easy for her. She got married young to her childhood sweetheart, Sei, a softspoken farmer who loved her deeply, but happiness did not last long. 3 months into her pregnancy, tragedy struck.
Se had gone into the forest to fetch wood and never came back. A tree fell on him and he died. Adoni didn't care for the rumors. All she knew was that the love of her life was gone. Her pain deepened when her husband's family turned against her. They came just days after the burial and took everything. The house, the farm, even the small savings say had hidden.
Your husband is dead. What are you still waiting for? They said. Odoni begged and cried, but no one listened. They left her with nothing. Nothing but the unborn child growing in her belly. Adoni had no parents of her own. She was raised by her grandmother, who had died years earlier. Homeless, pregnant, and broken, she wandered the village, unsure of what to do next. Then came hope.
One morning as she sat by the river bank crying, an old fisherman named Baba Tundday noticed her. He had known her grandmother and felt pity for the young helpless widow. Without asking for anything in return, he gave her a basket of fresh fish. "Sell this in the market," he said gently. "Pay me back when you can." It was a small gesture, but it changed everything.
Odoni took the fish to the village market that same day. At first, she was shy. She had never sold anything before. But hunger and desperation pushed her forward. She stood by a small corner, calling out to buyers in a soft voice. Fresh fish, please come and buy. Some ignored her, some pied her. But by the end of the day, the basket was empty, and she had made a small profit, enough to buy Gary and a little pepper, enough to eat for a night.
That evening, she returned to Baba Tund's hut, handed him part of the money, and thanked him with tears in her eyes. From that day on, it became a routine. Every morning, Baba Tundi gave her a basket of fish. Every evening, she returned with his money. As the months passed, she became known in the market as Oduni on meaning Oduni the fish seller.
People admired her dedication, even heavily pregnant, she never missed a day. When she gave birth to a baby girl, she named her Morin, meaning I have found something to cherish. Adoni poured all her love into Morin. She raised her with love and wisdom. They lived in a small one room hut, but to Aduni it was a palace because her daughter was her queen.
Every cobo she earned she saved for Moren's future. She would go hungry and mended her clothes over and over just to avoid spending on herself. When Moren turned 10 and showed signs of brilliance at school, Odoni started dreaming big. Her child was going to make it. She was going to leave this village, go to the city, become someone great, someone respected.
Moriniki never lacked school fees, even if it meant her mother had to starve. When she wanted new shoes for school, Adoni would quietly cry at night, then work extra days to afford them. "She must not suffer like I did," she always told herself. "Even if it kills me," Moriniki's hard work paid off. She passed her secondary school exams with flying colors.
But the biggest surprise came when a letter arrived. She had won a full scholarship to University of LA, one of the most prestigious schools in the city. My daughter, you made it. She wept tears of joy that night. Not silent tears, loud, thankful cries that shook her small room. She knelt by her mat, raised her hands to heaven, and kept repeating, "Thank you, gods of our land.
Thank you." Before Moreni left for the city, Odoni gathered her in her arms. Morenik, don't forget where you come from. I won't, Mommy, Moreni said, smiling. I promise. Adoni gave her everything she had saved. When the bus left that morning, Adonis stood waving for a long time. At first, things seemed normal. Moroniki called every weekend, sometimes twice.
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