The Interview

by Oyindamola Shoola

This day I terribly feared, arrived.
I practiced my introductions and how I will
talk about my job, what I studied in school,
where I stumbled upon this opportunity...


As the time drew closer,
I rushed to the kitchen,
wore my apron,
ruffled my hair,
sprinkled a little flour
on my wrists,
dotted Iya Bisi's
soup on my cloth,
poured the remaining soup in my pot
and stirred it like the true chef I am.


About an hour later
as my in-laws licked their fingers,
from Iya Bisi's Amala to Halima's beef patty,
I smiled sheepishly with joy
that I passed the interview.