Words I still struggle to spell and shamelessly leave for autocorrect to handle:
Queue
Colleague
Catarrh
Genuine
Miscellaneous
Receipt
Conscious
Conscience
Renaissance
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Entrepreneurs
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Wallahil Azeem just few hours ago, I escorted my mom to a big pharmacy to get some medicine.
While we were there, one very small almajiri boy entered the shop. Very tiny boy… maybe around 12–15 years old. You could see immediately that he was seriously sick.
He came inside slowly begging for medicine and said, “Zan mutu a taimaka min da magani.”
That sentence alone scattered my heart.
The pharmacist calmly told him to come inside properly. The small boy immediately removed his shoes before entering. The pharmacist then told him to wear them back, but the boy refused. He said he didn’t want to dirty the shop.
The pharmacist started asking him questions and found out the boy had been sick for almost a whole week. Severe headache, catarrh, body weakness… obviously malaria too.
Then the pharmacist asked him his age so he could know the correct dosage to give him.
One abnormal thing that has been normalised in marriage is using substitutes for apology.
If you offend your wife, buying her a gift is not an apology! If you offend your husband, seducing him, or even offering him s*x is not an apology.
Apology is when you realise you hurt someone, acknowledge their right to be offended, and apologise, verbally, and sincerely. No buts or ifs, just plain, sincere apology. The gifts can come after.
Those substitutes may work temporarily, but eventually, your spouse will get the point that you think their esteem has a price. I don't need you to give me the world, I need you to be genuinely sorry. Those men that hide under the excuse that they weren't groomed culturally to apologise to a woman should know that that is gutter talk. Nobody is ever too big to apologise, unless you are proud and arrogant.
Similarly, I know your marriage skits online has made it commonplace that when a husband is angry at the wife, she can work her charms on him by making sexual overtures till he forgets his anger and takes what is given. I don't doubt there may be men like that, but just know that for many other men, their sexual appetite is tied to their self esteem. If he is unhappy with you, you can go nudé all you like, but not an iota of interest will be ignited. Don't carry all that dramatisation on social media into your marriage.
Feel bad for what you did, then open your mouth and apologise, genuinely and sincerely. Some of you women are very stubborn in your marriage and you know it, but you are also here on facebook giving marital advice to console yourself over your marriage that wont work because of your stubbornness. You will sooner or later have to choose between your marriage and your stubbornness.
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You see that tweet I twoted yesterday? You people are right. Please don't mind me. Don't build any relationship with your kids. Don't communicate with them. Don't show up for them. Don't hang out with them. Let their mother do everything. Let their mother be the one doing the explanation to them. Let their mother be one explaining you are out there hustling for them. Let their mother be the one enduring their tantrums. You just keep working. You cannot Kuku do everything. Keep working. Don't spend time with your kids. You are right. When your kids grow up, they will understand your absence.
But, in the future when they post their mom and don't post you, please don’t vex o. When they call their mom on the phone and converse for like an hour, and they call you for 20 seconds to check up on you. Don't vex o. When all you see is credit alert and gifts and you don't see them. Don't vex o. I hope you will understand their absence too. When the time comes and they hardly visit you. Don't vex o. Don't go on internet and explain how you have suffered for them o ❤️
“Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?”
So you think in my twenty six years of life, na you wan be the first to tell me, if you don’t koshi kuro niwaju mi.
Amiyah will forget all her water bottles in school and ask, “So, how will I take water to school today since I don't have any of my water bottles at home?”
Me: do you know ike isanwo?
Her: what is that?
Me: our big bowls
Her: come on, I can't fill that with water and take it to school.
Me: ohhh I have another option
Her: what?
Me: do like this 🤲🏾
Her: 🤲🏾
Ehn o. We can use that one too. Open tap and do like pe boya you want to do aluwala. Fill it with water and take it to school.
This isn’t about poverty or the fact I’m not there yet.
I will have no business buying wears with $300,000 from a single vendor, all at once.
If I’d do, I’d have started with the little I have today.
If I’m not reckless and classless today, I won’t be when/if I get rich.
I mean, I could do a lot of things today but I don’t do them.
I’ve seen the million-Naira materials. My 100,000 materials will do just fine, even if my financial state improves.
Maybe I could add a few more tens, but seriously, expensive doesn’t equal fitness.
I tried to look at it from the quality standpoint and it still doesn’t make sense.
If I could I afford $300k for clothing in one-go, I definitely would have enough cashflow to guarantee I could buy wears whenever I want.
Why buy $300k wears today to last forever if I could easily buy more wears next year, and the coming year, and so on?
I mean, that’s if this was about quality, which is not.
If it’s about what’s in vogue, I don’t let anyone determine that for me, and I’m not gutting my wealth for a passing fad.
Obviously not! Some things are possible in Nigeria because most monies don’t come from substantial impact, just a matter of serendipity and corruption.
It’s everywhere, even our real estate industry.
If you make money like an armed robber, you’ll spend it like an armed robber.
Play stupid game, win stupid prizes.
I’m not saying everyone who buys came from corruption, I’m just saying we’d have more value for money if we sweat for it.
There was one time I entered bus and said I had no change.
Conductor said, “no problem.”
I relaxed.
When it was time to drop, this man gave me sweets as balance 😭
Three sweets.
My balance was #100
I think it balanced 😂
I stood there holding candy like a child.
Our soakaway got clogged, and our caretaker brought an old man to fix it. I watched him struggle for a bit trying to break the cement, and I couldn’t just stand there, I told him to let me help. I collected the Monday hammer from him and broke the hard parts myself. I stayed with him throughout the repair till he was done. I even fetched water and gave him soap to wash up. He thanked me and left.
Later, he came back and asked me to call the caretaker so he could confirm he was done. The caretaker came and paid him. After that, Baba came to my door looking for me and handed me 5k. I told him I couldn’t take it, that he shouldn’t worry. My Yoruba was as bad as his English, so communication wasn’t smooth😂
He just prayed for me and left.
Some minutes later, he came back again, this time with one plastic bottle of Orijin bitters he bought from the shop outside and handed it to me before leaving.
I just dey look the plastic Orijin dey laugh. That Baba nah a grateful shayo man😂