the window. My brain is reminding me of what a proper spanking would feel like. I stayed put on the porch, trying to float my paper boat in a small puddle, even though the rain had stopped. And when I lifted my head to get up, that was when I saw it. A big, colourful bow in the sky, a huge arc of many colours cutting across the sky from one end of it to the other. It was beautiful and breathtaking. I wished I could just stretch out my hands and properly grab it, clutch it to my chest, and take it indoors. My name is Joyce Sika Twum, and I must admit, I love rainbows. And, while its beauty captivated me as a child, it now holds more than a fascination for me. Today, I see it as a symbol of rebirth and new beginnings. And maybe people would not understand until they knewmy story. Adoley looked slightly amused but kind of not convinced by my rainbow story. She repositioned herself as I set out to dictate my bio. Mom, Juliette, Adubea and Sika The Ayisi Siblings withMom Sika, Adubea and Juliette 9
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