I Love Mathematics

Long time... yeah. I don't post as much here anymore, I promise to change. 

Today, I want to take our minds all of the chaos and take you down memory lane. Growing up, one of my biggest fears was being an olodo. In my primary school, I was an average student. I wouldn't come last or even last 5 but I certainly wasn't among the top 3 either. I was just cruising in the middle and I was fine until I approached primary 5. I became legit scared! Scared I would flunk my common entrance and be a school dropout because no school would accept me. I knew my dad, he wouldn't beg no Principal to accept me. I was terrified of not being able to go to the then prestigious Federal Gov't colleges! I walked to my dad in primary 5 and told him I wanted to have a private lesson teacher. He was surprised yet proud.

I remember the teacher I selected, Aunty Ere... beautiful fair lady. She would come 3 times a week after school to our house to teach me. At the end of that term for the 1st time ever, I came 4th in class. I was excited. I felt more confident. Aunty Ere taught me about burning the midnight candle. My dad was my middle of the night teacher. I literally woke up at night to study for common entrance. 🤣🤣🤣 The joy when I passed with flying colours.. I legit ran from my school to the house to share the news to my dad and mum! Aptitude test was a walk over too and yeah, to my utmost joy my name was out on the merit list (first list) for admission into Federal Government Girl's college Imiringi.

 I realised in the midst of all of that, I found the secret to mathematics!!!! Thanks to Uncle Peter, he said then and I quote.. mathematics is the simplest subject in the world. I was inspired by those words to find out and I did... 

I stepped into FGGC Imiringi and literally was a mathematician from day 1 till I left. My love for mathematics grew each day. I got bored when the teacher won't just move to the next topic. I barely read for any Mathematics exam. Instead, I taught my mates. That was when my passion for teaching was borne. I enjoyed seeing the excitement when they understood any little thing. Bagged 3 awards at the end of my stay in FGGC Imiringi- Best in mathematics, Best in Economics and Most versatile Senior student. This same love for Mathematics was the reason I decided to study Petroleum Engineering Bsc. As for my Msc, I'm not very sure why I chose Petroleum Engineering again but that's water under bridge now. Done and dusted😊. What next???

 Anyway, I intend to pass this secret on to children/teenagers. Mathematics made easy, Mathematics can be your best subject. Anybody can understand and be a mathematician. Do you have kids, children or wards in your care who struggle to understand mathematics? Contact me and we can arrange something using zoom etc. I hope you enjoyed this post.

My VGC story

If you have ever tried to lose weight or maintain your weight, you'll agree with me the journey is like sinusoidal wave. Some days or weeks you're so pumped up and diligent and others... well, you know.

I was at the top of my game! Diet was 95% and I was seeing those little results and my well meaning fans were like Tope just add excercise. I thought about it for a while and decided why not? I planned with my
aunty Layefa to visit the VGC gym although my plan was to play squash. I actually love and enjoy the sport. My aunt Omawumi and I that beautiful Sunday afternoon picked out a nice sporting outfit and shoes, in short head band and all that. I got to VGC and to my surprise there wasn't anyone to play with. It is highly stressful and boring to play alone. I sat with my aunt and watched her kids swim.

After a few minutes, I remembered my dad's friend who lived in VGC. I stayed at his place some nine years ago for about two weeks. A short break back in university and all that. I called my dad and after some calls were made, he was home and it was decided I would stop by after my "excercise session" or sitting session. 😂

Aunty Layefa dropped me off and left. I met him and it was a full house. Conversation flowing from politics to football etc. Next thing food!!! I had a decent plate of eba and egusi soup. Next thing, it was time for house fellowship and I was like let me just stay as my uncle was insisting too. After fellowship, they usually have "item 7". I couldn't resist the wonderful hot and freshly baked meat pie, chicken pie and sausages. I had just 1 meat pie and malt.
Just when I was about leaving, big brother grand finale started and I was like Tope stay and enjoy with these lovely people. 1 chicken pie and sprite maybe to enjoy the show.

Anyway, that was how I eventually went home with 1kg plus when my goal when leaving the house was to go burn some calories. Aunty Omawumi asked me how the workout went, I told her it was great 😂😂

So these days, when I think of going out to excercise... I remember this story and sit down before what happened in 1990 will happen again!

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Lagos Chronicles 3 The ATM

If anyone had told me that I would one day stand on an ATM queue with the machine showing out of service... I would have said impossible. 😂

I went out that evening in a bid to withdraw cash and head to the market. I got to this bank and met about 4 people on the queue and nobody using the machine. When I asked, I was told the machine was out of service. I was shocked! I probed futher and I was told "na so e dey do;on and off". I decided to give it a few minutes. In about two minutes, when I was about walking away the machine spurred back to life. Wow! The two people in front withdrew and that was it... back to status quo 😂. I didn'teven consider leaving... I had been bitten by the bug! I stood gingerly... waiting

Soon, two guys joined us and were behind me on the queue. By the time I had waited about seven minutes, I gave up and decided to go. I had walked about 40m away when the guy that was right behind me called me saying the machine was back. I was pleasantly surprised.
Guess what, right after I withdrew before him... back to out of serice. I thanked him profusely and asked why he called me and he legit said because of the trumpet 😂😂😂 In case God decided to end the world.... he didn't want to be found wanting.

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Lagos Chronicles 2 The church

Lagos Chronicles 2
The church

People have different things in mind consciously or unconconcionsly when they are searching for a place of worship. For me, it's the undiluted word. You can't blame me.... covenant baby!

So I usually don't expect anything or put seriously into consideration other factors. I went to this church with an open mind.

When I stepped into this church, I was wowed!
It wasn't even the size or the edifice.... it was the people! The choristers were on the podium so gloriously dressed (not uniformed) but they looked as if they were in uniforms... it's kind of hard to explain. I was ushered to a seat and in no time ... eyes closed... heart open I worshipped and danced as if I was among the founding fathers 😂😂.

Time for the word and I was itching... my heart thirsty and hungry... yearning... it had been a while. The Pastor of the church came and talked about the visiting pastor who was going to preach but also said some other things... I almost needed a dictionary 😂😂. The words flowed like oil ... The way and manner he spoke of the HolySpirit...

The visiting Pastor was from Pittsburg. When this man began preaching I knew that this Nigeria may not be my home 😂😂😂.

He was an artist... he sang a little and spoke a little. He told us a story about a man who couldn't go home for Christmas but decided he should get his father an exceptional gift. He was living in Brazil at the time and his father Texas. After thinking he decided on a bird. A special breed which could talk and learn different languages. He got to the shop and noticed a very beautiful one which was already bilingual.  It could speak both Portuguese and English (Take note; Brazilian is not a language Brazilians speak mostly Portuguese).
The shop keeper said the bird was about $7000 and wgen he told him it was going to be sent to the US he said he would have to pay extra $3000 for proper documentation, vaccine etc. He thought for a while and said to himself "well my dad is worth it."  He paid and the bird was shipped to his dad.

He called his dad a few days later
Son: hey dad, have you recieved the gift I sent You?
Dad: Oh yes son, it was a delicious bird.
Son: Dad! You ate the bird?
Dad: Yes and it was really good.. it was all the works... the sauce .. the ...
Son: Dad, that bird cost me a fortune! It could speak English and Portuguese.
Dad: *pauses for a bit* Well, it should have said something then.

😂😂😂😂😂

You and I are mostly bilingual.  Earthly language and speaking in tongues. Do you say something (speak in tongues of fire or declare the word) in times of adversity and otherwise or you keep quiet????

1corithians 14: 15-18

Eagles, he reminded me of CU when he said we could sing in tongues while working, on the bus, cooking etc....

I have to stop here. 😊😊😊😊

PS everybody in this church was beautifully created by God! "I lie you not"
I wasn't looking around but witg screens and all not... not one person had a hair strand out of place. My God!!!!!

Lagos I don come....


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Lagos Chronicles 1 Lagos I don come

Lagos Chronicles 1
Longest time... I missed this space.
How has life been? I honestly would love to know if you're willing to share.

When I move from one geographical space to another, I usually shy away until I feel comfortable enough...

My Lagos Chronicles..
As a child in primary school, I picked up a song from only God knows where and it formed a vivid image or picture of Lagos that could only be described with a word...CHAOS!
Here's the song... a good number of you may know it.

"Lagos I don come o, I dey hear your stories before.
Lagos I don come o, as I see e get as e be.
As I reach the bustop people just full like market.
Some dey struggle to go in
Some dey struggle to go out
Some people jump through the window.
Lagos I don come o, I dey hear your stories before."

Before now, I have never really lived in Lagos. Visited a lot of places but all very short visits and purposeful.
The things I see daily and hear daily makes my fingers itch to write. Lagos is the city of the wealthy and the the poor all commuting mostly in exact same traffic. Traffic has a way of humbling us all and reminding us that last last we are all one 😂😂😂.

Lagos is a city where one second you think you're no longer in Nigeria and just a few minutes later you wonder when you got to a "gbene" aka fishing port 😂.
Walk into some institutions and you wonder if the Nigerians are different from the breed right outside the doors... 😂

Yesterday, in my hunt for a place of worship...  My uncle invited me to his church and I decided to go worship with him.
That story has to be a post on it's own.

Lagos true true I don come... I dey hear your stories before.


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