karma
..i have always believed in karma. good, bad, whatever! whatever you do comes back to you. that's the law of the universe.
i needed to open with that before i got down to it.
so.
back when i was in primary school, we had a female teacher who had a beard. yes, seriously. well, not a beard-beard exactly but she had really long and obvious strands of hairs sticking out from underneath her chin. her name was 'aunty Philo'. ("aunty" because i am Nigerian and for some reason we call our primary school teachers that.)
anyway.
we called her beard face, my friends and i. yeah, we were the very naughty sort that drove teachers insane. but not aunty Philo. she was as mean and nasty as they came. she flogged the living daylights out of us whenever we misbehaved. but we never learnt. we did become cautious around her, but we never stopped our misdeeds.
and here's the kicker. she wasnt even our class teacher. she didnt even teach our grade at all. we went out of our way to find and torment her. we theorized that she had the beard because of how mean and evil she was.
poor woman.
i saw her this summer during my sister's graduation ceremony. she still teaches at my old alma mata. she still had the beard too. i sniggered when she wasn't looking.
but then, this afternoon while i was working on my presentation, i felt something on my face, so i went to the mirror and right there, beneath my chin, was one strand of curly hair.
i screamed. and screamed some more. then took a razor to it. i am dying of mortification even as i write this but i understand why. karma chose the perfect way to repay me for aunty Philo.
*sigh*
Not-so-juicy raindrops! ♡