Thoughts Lead To Appreciation
Earlier this morning, I thought it best to be nice to a Hausa-Fulani female guest in my premises.
I do not approve of her actions, I affirmed silently. But, she is still a human being, if nothing else.
When her friend arrived later and the noise level increased, I protested as usual.
I do not tolerate being disturbed.
At the last protest, a voice responded: Auntie sorry (in Hausa).
The apology was sufficient to melt my heart.
When the power supply was resumed, I heard a voice at my window.
In astonishment, I turned towards the window while attempting to cover my body as I was in a state of undress.
It was the same voice that had apologised earlier.
She wanted to verify the resumption of electricity supply.
Normally, for a number of reasons, I do not encourage unsolicited visitors to approach my windows or door.
However, as she was unfamiliar with my rules I thought to pardon her.
Moreover, she might merely have repeated the behaviour of my neighbour who late last night came to inform me there would be some noise.
This evening, I came out to spread some laundry and as the young woman lay directly under the clothes line, I asked her to move.
She offered to assist me to spread the clothes elsewhere.
I chose to spread the clothes on my windows rather than insist she leave.
Before entering my home, I turned to ask for her name.
Her response: No English.
I had a very good laugh and repeated the question in Hausa, a language I have refused to learn and as a matter of principle do not use in my communications.
This is the first time in a long while I have met a genuinely polite Hausa-Fulani girl.
May Allah guide her aright and rectify her life. Aameen.