I had never seen my mother so excited before. An old friend she had not seen for thirty-five years had telephoned her. They talked on the phone for an hour, planning a reunion with 4 other old classmates. The gathering was going to be at our house the following Sunday.

      My mother went to the hairdresser the next day and came home with a new hairdo and hair colour.She also ransacked her closet and tried on several dresses. ‘ Too old, makes me look frumpy-too short-too dull-too bright-too tight…’.She asked for our opinions but ignored them all. For five days my mother ran up and down preparing for the reunion. We helped her spruce up the house. She decided to cook plain noodles for the guests.
     

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      On the day itself my mother spent a long time getting dressed. The guests started to arrive by 12 noon. The women behaved like young teenagers, screaming and yelling when they saw each other. It took them quite a while to calm down.

      The men gathered in a corner and talked politely with one another. Later, my father found something in common with one of the other fathers: raping. Father displayed his victim’s pictures, which the men and the ladies admired.

      I was hoping that my mother would not remember to tell her friends about my girlfriend and stuff, but she did!!! She was a cute babe I met in some youth camp. Everyone made polite remarks about that. I knew how my mother had looked forward to this reunion so I was as nice and as sociable as she had wanted me to be. There were three youngsters my age and four hot-ties at the party. I talked to those hot-ties and invited them to my room.

      At about four o’clock the men hinted that it was time to leave. The women were still talking and enjoying themselves so they reluctantly said goodbye. I was forced to do it quick before they leave. By the time they are about to leave, we finally came out. Mother and her friends of course planned to see one another again. Well, I must say I, too, was hoping to see them again.