Mariam
‘‘Cause I can belch the alphabet, Just double dawg dare me.’
“Drink it!”
“Joseph, you know full well that I don’t like beer.”
“Just drink it, Mariam! I know you’ll like it!”
I sighed, and unenthusiastically took the can of beer from my irritating brother’s hand. I drank some, poking my tongue out in disgust afterwards. It tasted bitter and nasty.
“I don’t know how you guys can drink this stuff,” I said, handing the can back to my brother.
“It’s good!” Joseph said, downing the rest of the beer.
I let out a little belch, and pardoned myself. My brother also belched, but didn’t pardon himself. He carried on belching, turning it into the tune from ‘The Great Escape’.
“I dare you to burp the alphabet,” Joseph said, cracking open another can.
“No way,” I said, crossing my arms.
“I’ll give you £10 if you burp the alphabet…” Ozuma joined in, waving a £10 note in front of my face.
Well, now that there’s money involved, I guess I can’t refuse. I took another can from Joseph, and promptly downed it. We all waited for a few moments, until the gas kicked in, and I was off, belching the alphabet like a pro.
“Haha! Have your £10!” Ozuma cackled, throwing the note at me.
I caught it, and walked off, somewhat disgruntled. Stupid boys, making me do stupid boy things…
