@soultwinA Ohh my, You are the dumbest of them all.
He took the picture before?
But he wrote that he just saw it and she covered it up quickly.
Oponu, Ode, Afofungbemu.
While I was in China, there was a particular area in my hotel that I always used whenever I needed to pack my goods.
Because of the volume of things I buy, packing is not something I can in one small corner. The hotel staff knew this, so they always gave me a dedicated space where I could spread everything out and arrange my goods properly before shipping.
Whenever we were there packing, some Nigerian men hanging around the hotel would stop by to greet me. They were always surprised. Some of them were curious about my business. Others were surprised that a Nigerian woman was staying in that particular hotel.
According to them, it wasn’t the kind of hotel business people usually stayed in. It was the type of place wealthy people came to relax and enjoy themselves. Business travellers usually stayed elsewhere.
I would always hear “Ah ah, you are hardworking o.”
“How do you even do all this?”
One of the men became a regular visitor whenever he saw me packing. Every time, he would stand there watching me work and shaking his head in admiration. At a point even, he joined the guy that does my packing to do the job.
One day he said, “I pray I marry a woman like you ooh. A hardworking woman. A woman that is serious and doing something with her life.”
I laughed.
Then I told him something, “The truth is that many of you will get the kind of woman you are praying for. You will meet women who are resourceful, hardworking, entrepreneurial and ambitious. The problem is not finding them. The problem is what happens after marriage.”
He looked at me trying to understand me.
I continued.
“A lot of women don’t stop shining because they suddenly became lazy. They stop shining because the environment no longer allows them to shine.”
I told him about women I had known over the years, women who were doing well in business. Women who had thriving makeup brands. Women who had successful tailoring shops. Women who were building something meaningful.
Then marriage came, and little by little, everything started disappearing.
Today it is, “My husband said I shouldn’t go out. Tomorrow it is, “My husband doesn’t like me travelling.” Next week it is, “My husband wants me at home.”
Before long, the business that once had so much potential is nowhere to be found.
I went further to tell him that I have two children in Nigeria. My husband has a full time job but here I am thousands of miles away from home.
I spent one whole month in China. Not once did my husband call me to ask where something was.
He woke up early morning to get them ready for school together with the helps. He cooked. He did school runs and still went about his day.
Not once did he call to complain that the house was falling apart. Not once did he make me feel guilty for travelling.
In fact, there were days I was so busy that I didn’t even speak to my family. Yet everything continued to run smoothly. The children were fine. The home was fine.
Life continued normally.
If you marry tomorrow and your wife needs to travel for one month because of her business, can you genuinely support her? Can you take responsibility without resentment? Can you hold things down at home without making her feel like she has committed a crime by pursuing her goals?”
He immediately said yes.
He said he would support her and make sure she had everything she needed to succeed.
I smiled and told him I hoped so.
Because the truth is that many men admire successful, confidence, intelligence and result driven women.
But when it is time to make the sacrifices that allow that woman to remain successful, many disappear.
Everybody wants the fruit.
Very few people are willing to help water the tree.
A woman does not stop being a wife because she has dreams and a husband does not become less of a man because he supports his wife’s dreams.
If you want a woman who is thriving, growing and building something meaningful, then you must also be willing to create room for her to thrive, grow and build.
"PREGNANCY OPENED MY EYES TO HOW DEEPLY PATRIARCHY HAS FAILED NIGERIAN WOMEN. 😫💔
Four pregnancies. Four beautiful children. Three in Nigeria and one abroad.
I was present throughout all four journeys. During the three pregnancies in Nigeria, I attended virtually every antenatal appointment with my wife. Every scan. Every test. Every check-up. I was there. I was also present at the hospital for the birth of all my children. In fact, all four babies were handed to me almost immediately after their mother carried them after delivery. But that is not even where I am going with this.
During those antenatal visits in Nigeria, I would see countless pregnant women looking exhausted, hungry, stressed and worn out. Some would arrive with babies less than a year old strapped to their backs while carrying another pregnancy. And almost every single time, I would be the only man there supporting his wife. The only man.
Every time we got home, I would ask my wife the same question "Where are the husbands of these women? Is this really how women are treated in the hands of this God-forsaken men?" 😫
I was born and bred in Nigeria, nobody teaches all this things. I read and learnt it myself and I understand the fact that a woman should never go through pregnancy alone.
Then I moved abroad. And my eyes opened even wider. During my wife's last pregnancy, despite working full-time, I never missed a single hospital appointment. Not one. And whenever we arrived, the waiting rooms were full of husbands supporting their wives. Men taking notes. Men asking questions. Men carrying bags. Men holding hands. Men showing up. That was when I realized something. Maybe I was not the normal one in Nigeria. Maybe that was why I always looked odd. Because what I was doing abroad was normal. What I was doing in Nigeria was treated like I was doing something extraordinary.
That was when I truly understood how deeply patriarchy has damaged Nigerian men and, by extension, their wives.
Nigerian men, stop this nonsense. Pregnancy was created by both of you. You may never fully understand what these women are going through physically, emotionally and mentally, but the least you can do is support them with your presence. And please, don't ever compare pregnancy to you going to work.
Look at the picture of my wife during our last pregnancy. Look at her tummy. Look at what her body had to go through just to bring another human being into this world. And you dare compare that to any work in the world? Are you mad or something? 😫
After everything pregnancy does to a woman's body, some of you still call women fat. Some of you still call women lazy. Some of you still call women cranky. Some of you still complain about stretch marks. Haaa. 😫 Every time I looked at my wife during those final months, I was genuinely afraid for her. The physical sacrifice alone was enormous. The discomfort. The sleepless nights. The body changes. The risks.
Men, respect these women. Give them their flowers every single day. They deserve far more than a simple thank you. And as for me, I still tell my wife thank you. Thank you for risking your life four different times for our family. Thank you for carrying our children. Thank you for enduring what I could never endure. Thank you for doing something that neither I, my father, my grandfather nor any man who will ever live can do.
African men wake up from your slumber. Women deserve more than gratitude.
They deserve respects"
@Usubobo@a4lasade What they put inside is the half mudu rubber. I started holding their half mudu rubber in my hand whenever they are measuring my beans now.
@Prfaminu@omooba___ Because she doesn't ask doesn't mean that you should not give her. Even if she later spend it on the family. Surprise her account once in awhile
@Prezain_LJ@treasure_uti People were dying back to back?
Haa, God forgive you.
The church believes in Divine healing but does not stop anyone from going to the hospital.
I AM PROUD APO MEMBER.
1. Orgasms are added during editing.
What you see: She has an orgasm in 30 seconds and moans loudly.
In actuality, 95% of the sounds are added after post-production.
Actresses wear ear buds so they don't hear their own phoney moans.