Nifemi didn’t go back to her village because she didn’t know the way back as she was blindfolded throughout her journey to her father’s home and because that will be the first place he will most likely look for her. So she walked around for some hours before stumbling upon a village.
She entered the village and went to the market square and asked some of the market sellers if she could assist them in selling, but she got a negative response as some mistook her for a thief.
However, a woman who was selling leather told Nifemi that although she wanted to help her she didn’t have any use for a market help but a teacher.
“I can teach too!” Nifemi eagerly replied. She only had to talk mostly to teach not write.
“Really, I need one for my six years old son. Can you even be able to render any help?”
“Not much but I will try my best.”
Although the woman doubted Nifemi could actually be able to help her son, she used that as an excuse to help her.
The woman asked her so many questions and Nifemi decided to tell her, her story. The woman pitied her and her and took her as her son’s academic help. She insisted teacher was too big a title for Nifemi. As much as Nifemi was safe, she knew that her father would kill bami soon especially now she escaped from him.