Joe was 9 years old and he lived far away from school. So far that everyday his mum would drop him off at school in the morning and pick him up from school in the afternoon.
Joe’s favorite TV Show was Star Fleet and he would watch it every day after school.
One day Joe was waiting to be fetched from school. 5 minutes passed, no sign of mum. 10 minutes passed, no sign of mum. 20 minutes passed and still no sign of Mum! Where was she?
After an hour Mum was nowhere to be seen. All the kids had been fetched.
My sister lives 15 minutes’ walk from here, she’ll know where Mum is. Joe said to himself.
Off Joe went with his bag on his back. Up the stairs, up the stairs he went.
512, big sis Jemima’s flat number. Knock knock ….silence….knock knock…..silence ,
JEMIMA! It’s me Joe….open up please! Silence….no one was home.
Think Joe, think !
I can walk home can’t I ? I’ve made it this far!
Down the stairs….down the stairs until the bottom and off Joe went with his bag on his back.
A step at a time , with each step Joe was closer to home, closer to sitting in front of the TV and watching STAR FLEET!
But with each step Joe was getting hungry.
FRESH FRUIT FRESH FRUIT….BANANAS, APPLES and ORANGES, shouted the fruit vendor.
Joe dug into his pocket and found a penny.
Banana please Joe said and off he went with his bag on his back.
A step at a time, with each step Joe was close closer to home. Closer to sitting in front of the tv and watching STAR FLEET!
Almost there, almost home. Just another 25 minutes or so I think.
Joe a familiar voice shouted. Joe looked up, it was Father Ambrose from church driving his familiar blue Bakkie!
What are you doing here Joe?
Mum didn’t pick me up so I decided walk home.
Get in Joe. I’ll take you home.
Star Fleet is all Joe could think of as they drove down the highway.
Joe took a nap , tired from the long walk.
Joe wake up, we are at the church Father Ambrose said, I called your mum on the phone and she’s on her way here.
Joe, Joe…it was Mum!
I told your sister to pick you up from school. She must have got the days mixed up.
No problem Mum, I walked from school to Jemima’s house, from Jemima’s house to the fruit vendor and finally Father Ambrose brought me here.
Into the car they got for the short drive from church to home.
I drew you a nice hot batch, or do you want some milk and cookies?
No thanks Mum, Joe said switching on the tv, I’ll just watch a bit of STAR FLEET.
You will be forgotten
Your story is touching, who among us has never been forgotten? We all have been there, and will still be there again and again. This is part of life. C'est la vie.
Such a sweet story