The Other Room

The Nigerian Internet has been buzzing following the recent speech given by her president on an international platform about his wife( and he gave that speech standing next to one of today's powerful women, the Angela Merkel)

Hophni, Phinehas and Judas Iscariot

Sometime  ago I attended a wedding ceremony.

The Day I Joined a Search Party

A huge department store had just opened; and in celebration,offered a massive discount on launch day. As expected,the whole city and neighbouring city finished there.

Dear Nigerians,

Our penchant for all things western or 'already made' at the detriment of our indigenous development affects us all, in all ramifications, no exclusions.

...of forgiveness and forgetfulness

First forgiveness doesn't mean pretending something didn't happen. It doesn't mean turning yourself to a doormat and get hurt time and again.

Earthquake!

I remember my first earthquake experience. I was in Italy at the time. It was a Saturday night/Sunday morning. No one saw it coming. If anyone did, I do not know. If I had died that day, I would have known it.

For the love of 'Stroopwafels'

Enjoying your summer holiday

Love in your heart...

You had cried your eyes out.

A letter to the 'present' generation parents

Dear Parents,
          'knowing just book' is no longer enough. Never has been, never will be. Or how else will the world strike a balance? If we all became doctors and lawyers, who is responsible for the clothes we wear? If we were all engineers or pharmacologist who entertains you and gets you grooving to that hot jam? Or who even makes that delicious 'ofe-akwu' you always salivate for?

Il mio vicini

Okay, that means 'my neighbours'. It is Italian (Gosh! I love Italian language) Thank me now.

The truths you need to know about real relationships

If you grew up reading a lot of novels  (like I did) and believing all you read, then go through life to act out like all those novels or you watched way too much movies where all the acts where just too 'purr-fect'; do yourself a favour: get a glass of water and splash on your face. Good job. Wake up to reality.

I wish I could blog with my handwriting

I really do.

What they didn't tell you about being a SAHM

1. Your once ever so organised life would most times be a total mess. Let me explain. How can you keep a house and a toddler(s) clean 24/7? How? Either one or both's gotta give. As you are tidying up it's getting messed up at the very moment. Sometimes I'm arranging and the little one is happy helping mummy out by scattering everything. And when you turn at her in total exasperation she gives you her toothless smile. That smile gets me everytime. I end up picking her up and other times, with clothes strewn all over the place, we just lay on them and goof around. Clean up can wait. My baby is fast growing.

Where did your name go?

Hardly had I dropped 'Baby is here' post that I got a mail. But dear mailer, why did you not drop a comment? Who does that? Joor, help my ministry.

Baby is here!

And mummy is good. That's all that matters. Thank you.

How hard could this be? Very hard. For some. A woman carries a baby 10 months of a 12 months calendar( yes 10, bite me), the tiniest you can do is to congratulate her, wish baby well and be happy. Every other thing can come later.

In the beginning, it was not so

Visiting the western world say, for summer and actually living there are different ends of a long stick ('JJC' welcome to life abroad, I will write another post entirely on culture shock). Sometimes, some 'oyibo' actually think you don't know anything. And you need all the help when your lingua franca isn't same as theirs. Be prepared to look stupid sometimes. O! Yes, a whole new language can pass you off so.

English Please...

this is not my picture

Neocolonialism: is when you as a parent, for reasons best known to you prefers to not just call your child by a foreign name (which isn't bad) but go as far as denying that child the knowledge of his mother tongue. It is when Emeka only knows how to speak English and Ekpe from Ibibio, Portuguese.

Well, a happy hello to you!