Cinderella in Mdantsana 5

12,August,2021 by

Cinderella eMdantsane 5
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After we had talk Dr Maliza ask the child psychologist to come to us after he had told me about her. Wow the woman was beautiful. Her smile made me her patient that moment. We became friends that moment. It was that moment that I realize that I like beauty, everything beautiful was attracting me. My good doctor was beautiful, her wife was beautiful. Yes the bastard never told me that day that Dr Esakhe Mdluli is his beautiful wife. I had to hear that from Sisi Nomso days after I've left the hospital.

Dr Mdluli set down with me and told me everything. The beautiful energetic doctor jumped on to my bed to be at the same level with me like we were both kids. She took the other end while her husband was standing next to me and holding my hand.

"Cindy I've been here before with Dr Maliza. He's the one who showed me you and told me about your bravery. I fell in love with you at that moment, it was love at first sight. I swear to myself that day that I was never going to let the two of you down. I'm going to help you through all this. I was sure because of him that you were going to make it. The love he has for you makes him sleepless at night. He comes here in the middle of the night sometimes just to check up on you and talk to you. He's a dedicated doctor, and I love him for that... My job is to help kids like you to get over their trauma..."

I saw the looks between them. Dr Maliza didn't like the word trauma.

"...yes a trauma baby...(by that she was referring to me but the emphasis on trauma was for him though she was looking at me)... Cinderella you are going to hear some words that are strong please bear with me. I've seen how strong you are. You can take the truth, you are an intelligent beautiful kid. I believe you are the best in your class and in all the other classes in your grade at Clarendon primary, I've done some digging on you. We are going to be friends you and I if you going to let me."
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Dr Mdluli was the best. She had done some research on me. She was complementing everything about me. My school was Clarendon, the name rang a bell but I was so caught up on her beautiful speech I didn't notice she had mentioned the name of my school. My God I didn't notice the name of my school being mentioned, I loved that school. That could have been sign number one that I was suffering from memory loss.
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She told me about my accident, but before she did that she called everyone to come closer.

"Cindy you had a car accident and these are the doctors who helped you through it all. All you did to help them help you was to be brave. We are here to ask you to be brave one last time. We are about to tell you about your parents. Both your mother and father."

Geez everyone around my bed started to be blue. Noone wanted to look at me. This was the part I was waiting for, why was everyone looking so sad? They were all giving me a sympathy look. Only the psychiatrist and Dr Maliza who were looking straight at me trying to see my every reaction. Damn the dumb girl was right. Doli was right my parents were both dead. Everyone was here to tell me that. I looked at my good beautiful Dr Maliza. He made it worse, he wanted to hug me. To me that was an invitation to cry. Unknowingly he was confirming my thoughts. I run away from him to the end side of the bed where Dr Mdluli was. She didn't hug me. She looked at me sympathetically and nodded her head. She knew what I was thinking.

"Yes princess they have passed on the day of the accident. They are in heaven now looking down at you. Be brave for them."
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Even at 10 I knew that was bull. I knew that when you are dead you are dead. At that moment I didn't know how I knew that, but I knew it. I started crying. They were all wrong, I wasn't brave. Doli's words kept ringing in my mind.

*Bafile bobabini. Landlu yakowenu intle ihlala thina ngoku. Uzazohlala nathi*
*They are both dead. That beautiful house they owned is ours now. You are coming to stay with us*
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'Oh my God I can't go and live with them. I'm afraid of the aunty and her kids are weird'.
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As if aunt Mavis heard my thoughts, she said out loud, right at the time when everyone was quiet and trying to figure out what to do about me and my crying.

Damn, imagine a cry of a 10 year old who has just found out she had no one. Yinkedama (an orphan)

She said rudely;

"Hayi rhaa Cinderella why are you crying? You don't even remember your mother. You have no memory of her. Shut the hell up, we are going home. These people are too soft on you."
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Exactly at that point Dr Maliza couldn't take it. He got pretty angry at her. He took her outside by force. Other doctors helped him. I heard her shouting outside;

"I told you doctor, I hate the crying sound of a spoilt young girl. She needs to be taught how to stop being a cry baby. Y'all need to be tough on her."

"That young girl in there is only 10 years old. She's the bravest little girl I've ever..."

They were moving away I couldn't hear the last of it. Right after that, what she said came back to me. I thought;

"Why can't I remember my mama? Who is my mama?"
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Aunty Mavis was right I didn't remember a thing about my life. It was not that I didn't know them, I just didn't remember a thing at that moment. I had no mommy and no daddy. I didn't even remember the accident.
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Back to the ward... what aunty said was serious. And the problem was that I didn't know how to ask what was going on.

I saw people that had sad faces only. I saw the spinning white walls of the hospital. The room was spinning when I looked up. There was no Dr Maliza, there was no loud smiling voice of sisi Nomso. I was alone like when I woke up from bed the day I gained consciousness. It could have been better if I wasn't crying and I wasn't sad. All that combination, made worse by the chaos caused by my aunt, I fainted.