Sunday, 19 November 2017

My father's blessings

About three weeks ago, out of the blues I decided to send my dad airtime. Usually I send to my mum just because πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. That day I was like why not daddy today? So I sent #1500 worth of airtime. I was too excited, I called immediately. 

After the usual laughter, I told him, and at first he didn't understand. He thought I said I sent him a message so he was like "I'm yet to see it, let me check." Then I repeated it and he legit screamed "really? Airtime? #1500! Wow!" More laughter...
He was so so so happy I didn't even know when I asked him "daddy why are you so happy like you can't buy #1500 airtime?" He laughed it away. Tears welled up my eyes, I still can't explain the tears. I was feeling very heavy at heart with some major issues I was dealing with, but that call lifted the weight off me. I could laugh and cry and felt good that I could make my old man so happy despite all.

Later that day, he called to say thank you and that he wanted to call me with the airtime. We talked about other stuff and yeah.
Ever since that day, I have been experiencing different level and types of favour. 
I thought to share the secret...
Nothing is really too small to appreciate these people we call mum and dad. 
Don't wait till "you blow"; as much as we don't want to reason in that line, it might be too late then.
Start small if you must, start anyway.
😊😊😊

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Thursday, 16 November 2017

Daddy for hire

Yes... we have a daddy we want to hire or is it rent? I'm not sure but here is the deal.
For a little fee you get to invest quality time with our daddy. Please pay special attention to the following. You should be willing to make lipton tea at least five times a day (No milk and no sugar, maybe sweetex). Morning devotion starts at 6am to err as the spirit leads but don't worry about that; yours is most likely to lead in praise and worship. Personal advice, let go of Sinach and Frank Edwards... go old school so you won't be the only one singing.
Do you love tennis? Well, you have to try... he loves it so much he got us coaches at a very young age πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. Scrabble is equally important to him, be ready to record games.. It's just normal addition. Draft too yeah buh there's no scoring per say with that one.
Can you drive? That would be an advantage and could lead to discout. You will most likely become his designated driver.
This part is the most important, always run out of the house to shout "daddy welcome" whenever he comes back home. He loves it a lot and would legit pick up his phone to call all of us if no one does that.
Fresh food from mama's kitchen daily and during the day you can visit prettytouchomes for beautiful household decoration, blossemfreshdelight for fruit parfait, sandwiches and cocktails, Oke the photostylist could give you that photoshoot you always dreamt of, you can visit the lake, the cinema etc.
Just send your CV and reference letters.

I'm a creative writer... I write for fun.. I just decided to write about daddy today.

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Monday, 13 November 2017

My Trip to Italy

Now that I'm trying to document my trip down to Italy, I should have known from all that ensued that I was in for a rollercoaster here.
When I was putting my final things together,  friends of mine Anita and Ebise came to bid me farewell. See me "jjc" I packed every and anything, including hangers. Imagine my embarrassment when I got to the airport and had to unpack and send some ridiculous things back home. My uncle was shocked to see hangers (like 20) in my box.
Finally checked in and they left. Our flight had about an hour delay, I was tired so I changed my wedge sandals to comfortable slippers. The plan was to change back on the flight at least but I forgot completely.
Boarding was relatively smooth. We stopped at Lagos and more passengers boarded. I honesly don't remember what ensued, next thing a woman and a man were boxing right in front of my seat. I was in a mild shock. They were separated by well meaning Nigerians and boarding continued. Just as we were taxying, this lady that was in the fight started screaming that she couldn't breath, they tried to calm her but to no avail. That was how our pilot made a U turn back to the airport and called for medical evacuation team. Now this was happening in September 2014 the Ebola saga was still very on. Next thing we saw was a team of medical practitioners kitted to the teeth. Nose masks, gloves, just name it. They looked like they were going to space. The moment they stepped on the aircraft; everyone began laughing. After much negotiation, the woman agreed to come down only if her assailant would get off too. Eventually I think they hid the man so she would get down. We were three hours behind schedule! Some activists or journalists came to me for eye witness report and in my mind I was like "I just want to go to Italy quietly o" although I gave my honest account of the fight.
Needless to say, a good percentage of us missed our connecting flights and it was at that moment when we landed and realised that that we became really upset about it all.🀣
I was stuck with my horrible slippers till I got to Italy and since I got here it's been one drama to another🀣🀣.
Welcome to my world.

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Saturday, 11 November 2017

Police station drama (4/11/2017)

Earlier today, Faith Eferemo Okoro went to the police station to sort out something. I feel very well informed whenever I go there for enquiries.
She went first and saw a group of Africans and without asking questions, my madam joined them🀣🀣. After a few minutes, she tried to explain her plight but it only confused the police more. Eventually she got him to go through the document she had in her hand. She said the policeman asked her to go inside that the people she  joined were dangerous political assylum seekers. 😲🀣 I  asked her why when she was narrating her ordeal to me and she said she saw her brothers and sisters so she decided to join them.πŸ€£πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

I arrived much later and asked where I could wait for her and they said I could just stand with them outside. I felt happy and switched on my observant mode. Taking mental notes of plate numbers, car colours, vital statistics, outfits, unusual   in short I was sure I believed I was an undercover police or plain clothes. 🀣🀣🀣

After about 30 minutes, I decided I wanted to join the police. I mean I was already doing the work. So I walked up to them and asked them the procedure. They laughed ehn and that sealed my decision. I went online and found out that the first step was to go the police station and pick up an eligibility check list bla bla.

When they eventually realised I was serious, they let me in. I was given the form/checklist. It was at that moment as my eyes ran through the "impossibles" I realised how amazing Petroleum Engineering actually was🀣🀣🀣.

Just forget the last 2 paragraphs; it was all in my headπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. Thanks for reading...

Che bella (03/03/2017)

Earlier yesterday, I rushed to U2 supermarket about 120 meters from where I live for a quick purchase. On my way back, I noticed the garden was busy with a lot of kids. Some on swings, some riding anything, some playing with the tap (taps that have no knob to open or close) they run 24hrs (just imagine a fountain). It was a beautiful sight, parents and grand parents keenly watching out and calling out now and then. Getting really close to my house, I saw an absolutely cute little munchkin riding his tricycle. He couldn't have been more than 3 years old. I smiled at him as I always do and then he turned to his mum and said "Mama guada, che bella" the mother burst out laughing and I was laughing and blushing. He was saying "Mummy look, she's beautiful." His mum repliesd in between the laughter "Si si molto bella" meaning yes yes very beautiful. Just then I saw another just like him riding a tricycle too coming along, so I asked the mum if they were twins and she said yes and in a flash I remembered them.
Two years ago, I always used to see her push twin babies in a two in one buggy and also pull her two large dogs!!! Whenever I saw her then, I would say to myself how can someone have twin babies to cater for and two dogs? If it were me, I would have given the dogs away πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ In short it was the dogs that jogged up my memory because loyal as ever they were with her πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚. Apparently she recognised me too, it was heartwarming to see how fast the boys had grown and how they could ride on their own and she didn't have to push them while pulling two large dogs. We laughed together a bit and I went my way wondering about life!
Sometimes we magnify our challenges and in pursuit of a better tommorow,  we never really live today and that hampers our ability to soak in the little beauties of life. Today, take some time off and just live in the moment and enjoy and thank God for the seemingly little beauties in and around you! Only believe!!!!!!!!
Stay blessed Romans 8:31-39