Short Story – ‘Two days in the life of Grace’

‘Yeesh, dis Madam of mine? She willy wolly in her head! Do dis, do dat, look up, look down, who she tink I am? A-h-h a roobort, no, not right, robot, somet-ing like that. Hauw!’

‘Grace, where are you?’

Where she tinks? In the kit-chen, always in the kit-chen! ‘Me here, Madam.’

‘Ah, there you are Grace. I was looking for you. Now, as I was saying before, you really need to look upwards and downwards when you clean. Please believe me, I am not criticizing you. You are an excellent worker and all the surfaces are shining beautifully but…’

Blaady, blaa, gobilty gook.

‘You are not looking at me; you’re definitely not hearing me; what goes on in that brain of yours Grace? Look at me!’

‘Yes Madam, me look at you,’ replied the large black lady whilst trying to keep a bland face.

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(A special thank you to Janet Dubbelman for the image of her beautifully crafted african quilt shown above)