I returned to Abuja, the capital of Nigeria, after college graduation. I had been there before my mother became a minister. Two weeks later, I told my mother I was bored. She said, 'Here're the car keys. Go and buy some fruit. '【76】, I jumped into the car and speeded off. Seeing me or rather my【77】, a boy sprang up,【78】to sell his bananas and peanuts. 'Banana 300 naira. Peanut 200 naira!' Looking at his black-striped bananas, I【79】to 200 for all the fruit and nuts. He【80】I handed him a 500 naira note. He didn't have【81】, so I told him not to worry. He was【82】and smiled a row of perfect teeth. When, two weeks later, I【83】this same boy, I was more aware of my position in Nigerian society. I should【84】this country as the son of a【85】. But it was hard to find pleasure in a place where it was so common to see a little boy who should have been in school selling fruit. (76)