Just because the beginning was a disaster doesn’t mean the end will be.
Just because the beginning was a disaster doesn’t mean the end will be.
As I get ready to go back to school, I look back at my Summer/September,the lessons learnt ,the laughter shared, the antedocates created, the bittersweet taste of been reproffed and the delights.
It was a relief when I got home, less calls, less eniquires, no running for 8am classes. I totally relaxed. Well …until the Boys get back. I learnt that old habits die hard in practice as I still woke up at 4am. I also learnt that grudges should be taken with a pinch of salt.
On the boys, I learnt that only patience work with them, you need to listen extra hard and have your emotions in check. I wouldn’t forget the laughter, they made so many comments that made me laugh.
The other day I gave Tani some books to read and he started complaining, I asked what was it and he said I was punishing him, I asked how he said I gave him plenty books to read. Three fairy tales books not up to 30 pages. I laughed so hard I coughed. And it wasn’t always running away from reading, Teni in a bid to prolong his time before bedtime decided that he didn’t want to bath that he would rather do more assignments. I love the Boys.
They also said some really insightful things that made me pause and think, out of the mouth of babes… When I hurt my feet Teni soothed me telling me sorry over and over again even though it wasn’t his fault, got me a balm and asked me not to cry then he asked he I will like juice. This might seems normal and OK to you but this is an adorable three years old boy. He re-stole my heart at that moment. Tani isn’t far behind telling me he would always defend me because I was good. Aww.
Of course I am not perfect, I got correct many times and most of those times I felt bad but I learnt from it and moved on. I re-learnt that whatever was worthy doing was worthy doing well. I gain new skills in the kitchen, thanks to aunty.
Yes Lagos Comic Con was awesome, my birthday was great, I love the love showered on me, I am grateful for my gifts. There was a cosplay competition at LCC and the guy in an Assassin Creed clothing won taking home a whopping sum of #150000 that is a cool sum. I also participated in Spoof Animation Competition and was selected top 5 . I was just glad people love my idea of how a drawing should look like.
As I go back to Ogba Femi for my last semester, I know there will be challenges,there might be frustration and tears, I might get pissed off and be annoyed,i know project may cause me sleepless nights, I might lose friends and make new ones whatever it might bring I am glad and grateful that I made it so far, gone was that naive teenager going so far away from her home for the first time knowing no-one there to a young lady who could hold her own. I have been taught, I have learnt and I am still learning. I am grateful for every opportunity that comes my way and I have Big Daddy to thank for that.
One lesson that I have learned and would always keep is that :do unto others what you want done to you. You should do the same.
Now I am going to relax and enjoy the ride to school. Ogba Femi here I come!
I was born a Nigerian
Molded for greatness
Since it is the Father’s Will
Then His plan will come to pass
Through me Nigeria shall prosper
Through us Nigeria will soar
Beautifully,fearfully and wonderfully made
Despite Nigeria’s bloody history
Here we are making progress
Even if slow and labourious
United we must remain
For only through this
Can tremendous progress be made
For it is through progress
Can we move Nigeria forward
Let’s not forget the reasons for independence
Despite our differences
Our common optimistic view of life
Helps in propelling us forward
I am a Nigerian
I’m proud of it
I will make a difference.
“Basil,” said Rupert at last, in a weak voice, “I always thought you were my brother. But are you a man? I mean—are you only a man?”
The Club of Queer Trades
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
It’s no news that my bobo was seven yesterday. It was awesometabulous with a little bit of drama but what do one expect from the little sport? I couldn’t keep still and I mostly likely jump around, it was pure bliss.
So the day started with prayers of thanksgiving and blessings,then unwrapping of gifts,a mini photo session and advise from the elders. He celebrated with his classmates and took pictures. I for one was in the background getting this and that for the home ‘invasion’.
A little party of our own;jollof rice and spicy chicken,with snacks, drinks, chocolate Icecream and sponge cake. You may guess it was fun as music blared from the TV considering it was a school night.
Although the Talk Queen(Aunty Blessing) got into a tussle with Tani that made the celebration a little sour,I proclaim it was bittersweet and in the end went awesome.
Happy Birthday my smashing partner in mischief I couldn’t have wished for a better nephew and month mate. Many more would you celebrate and songs of Joy (Orinayo) will never leave you. Aunt K loves you.
Guess which mischievious duo are celebrating their birthday at Lagos Comic Con on Saturday? 🙂
Mummy,mummy we caught the vegetable thief,we caught him green handed.
It’s that time of the year that I get to not run for a 8am class,or stay in class till 6pm. Its summer- even if it’s for 2 weeks. I have been home a week and it has been hectic. I had fun with the Boys,held meetings with books I needed to catch up on,started research on my project(is it finally here?). I got one more semester to go and it feels so surreal. It has been God all the way. Grateful.
One lesson I learnt over again when I got back home was holding no grudges. This last Sunday the children were in the main church because of the construction going on theirs. So the Pastor told parents that they were to pray for their children. This itself was no new thing however what got my interest was three rolls before me. Just before the pastor said that a boy of seven and his brother of three just had a tussle. When the pastor asked parents to lay their hands on their kids and pray for them,the little one lay his hands on his older brother’s head. His older brother laughed and tried to dislocate his hand, they both had a good laugh and it bought a smile to my face. In less than 3 mintues they had made up and forgiven each other.
No grudges,no fake reassurance, no fake feelings expressed,just a pure and noble will to be happy and make others so. We should always learn from children,they are a source of inspiration on life,we just need to learn to slow down,listen and observe more. I learn from the Boys daily,they could be tasking but in the end it’s worth it.
Let’s be like kids when it comes to grudges!
TBA has come and gone, there were surprises and ‘what the heck’ moments, without further ado the winners of the categories goes thus;
Undisputedly Tani won hands down, be it in the kitchen, in the rooms, outside Tani is always helping out even if you say no.
Claiming Tani’s title is Teni. He won unopposed but then it wasn’t a surprise, le garçon can shout, scream, and mourn for Africa 24/7.
Clicking his second win is Tani, just as he is helpful, he can also bring up get ideas that wows.
Teni won it and we all saw it coming. There have been no better mom’s boy then he is.
Teni. No surprises here. The Dallas boy clung the title without even lobbying for votes.
Teni. I actually thought this will be a draw but as the voters will have it he won with 3 votes.
A surprising draw as I was so sure Tani will win it, however the people had their say.
Jerry of the Mansion
Another surprising draw. They both deserve it, there hasn’t been a moment I didn’t want to laugh, scream, cry, applaud, commend or correct them. The characteristics of Jerry indeed.
This is where we say goodbye, thanks for tuning in for this awards, next year there will be larger voters, larger prizes and better sponsors. Until then …au revoir!