Reflections

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June in review: A little bit of this, a little bit of that
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L is for Looking
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Or
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May in review: The month of children
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April in review: unusual weather conditions
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March in review: Still at it
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February in review: Good vibes
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Between two white lines
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Wear a helmet
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The first cut is the deepest

June in review: A little bit of this, a little bit of that

I was going to stop e-books at the end of this month. I reneged; insufficient dose of patience. By June 14 or thereabout, I grabbed my first paperback this year and devoured every inny minny detail of it, even the copyright information. 😊 To my surprise, I read it simultaneously with another e-book. Withdrawal symptoms, I guess. They say it takes 30 days (or is it three weeks now?) to build a new habit; I’ve been nursing my newly acquired e-book practice for more than 151 days. Surely, that should tell on me. In all, I read four books this month, evenly distributed between e-books and paperbacks. Writing wise, I think I may have overstepped my boundaries. The Sunday signatures still went out weekly but I noticed, with every new read, there seemed to be a flurry of ideas for the written word. Which, in fact, falls within reason for my reading, besides the entertainment and knowledge – improvement factors, of course. However, the ideas poured in fast and furious, and I had to constantly write them down in other to keep up or lose the train of thoughts altogether. Right now, I’m juggling a new series, a short story and[…]

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L is for Looking

Yesterday, I saw a lady learning to drive; the mandatory, red L sign dangling from the back of the practice car, announcing her status to all.   Nothing new there. Learners on the road these days are a dime a dozen. Like some perpetual trend.  What caught my eye, as I slowly cruised by, was not the scarf covering her head and neck; it was the pair of reflector shades she had on as well that threw me for a loop.  What in the world…?! The minor confusion in my mind mirrored on my face; I stepped on the pedal and sped away. She was already a huge caution sign being a learner and all, but with a pair of shades on?!  Girl, you’re learning  to control a rather large machine in a safe and orderly manner, not primping for a photoshoot. You should be laser-focused on the road and its users only. Do the reflector shades, at your beginner level, improve that aspect? When you get the hang of pushing pedals while simultaneously manipulating the gears and the wheel, then and only then can your fashion style shine through.  Perhaps she had defective eyesight, I tried to reason it[…]

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Or

This is entirely my fault Maternal overload, excitement and variety in equal measure. Though it was off to a good start with my beau…at first. “For breakfast, do you want yam and eggs or toast, baked beans & eggs?” I would inquire Without missing a beat, he’d answer: “Yam & eggs, please.” No hassles. No rigmarole. Simple and straightforward. For a while, we matched down this either…or… route at almost every meal time with me presenting the options and he making the choices. Even basic dishes got the same treatment, complicating where there was no need to. “Moi-moi and ogi or oats?” “Sweet potatoes, ketchup and fried eggs or meat?” The options kept pouring out of my vocal cavity. And I claim not to be business-oriented. Statistics have shown that food is one amongst education, church, and water ventures that one can never go wrong with if one dabbles into it. And I have endless alternatives and combinations to succeed. Then one day, out of the blue, it all flipped. “There are fried plantains and white beans or Jollof rice & spicy sauce.” I laid them out. The response took longer to come; I should have suspected something. Where did[…]

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May in review: The month of children

I must have mentioned it somewhere in this blog before, I regard May as the month of children because of the holidays – May 1st, May 27th & May 29th. Thrown into this party is my beau’s and Chairman’s birthdays. Hurray! The month also saw the children going on a weeklong midterm which coincided with the Nigerian children’s day celebrations and its democracy day. It was a seven -day long break, and I almost snapped in two. The rains began in earnest. I got caught in one which culminated into a cold and, finally malaria. All the plans to outperform my routine this month went out the window. I barely made the usual target of three times in a week. The royal wedding was this month and I saw every bit of it, uninterrupted by human intrusion or a no-light syndrome. Harry is taken, and Meghan looked gorgeous. Nothing spectacular occurred in my 9am – 5pm; same ole, same ole. And Oniovo came to an end this month to the utter dismay of some of my audience! Ah, it was a good ride while it lasted.  

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April in review: unusual weather conditions

Dry spell. Another phrase to describe the last 30 days for me. My inspiration level to write was at an all- time low, like an abandoned dried out well. No form of stimulation worked out for me – tips for overcoming writer’s block, everyday prompts, noticing my surroundings more closely, change of scenario, etc. Nothing worked. I went from a banging first quarter to a parched desert traveler. If the Oniovo serie hadn’t been conceived, written and scheduled for posting every Sunday, I would have recorded zilch presence on my blog in April. And the plan was to feature other articles in addition to Oniovo, thus increasing and, indeed, exceeding my target monthly. I barely made it. What the heck happened?! How disappointing! Never again! Shaun T. jogged along smoothly, and I interjected a new routine towards the end of the month. It achieved what I hoped it would – variety – but also brought along with it some aches and weaknesses. Nothing the body won’t get used to in time. 9am – 5pm was humdrum too, and I began and stopped reading two e-books out of sheer boredom (or the zeitgeist of my month). Then got sucked into suspend[…]

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March in review: Still at it

If you’re persistent, you’ll get it; if you’re consistent, you’ll keep it.   Ah, this month. My siblings series continued every Sunday to very encouraging, relatable feedback; this might be my best writing decision yet in recent times. No such uplook in my 9am – 5pm though; the Sahara looks more like an ‘inviting’ prospect compared to it. The slight boost which occurred last month was just  a ruse. It totally deceived me. Aaargh! Speaking of which, the financial editing I delved into this time last year appeared on my desk again this month. Hello, annual report season! I cannot, for the life of me, understand the pleasure derived from computing, compiling figures; it’s like watching paint dry. Even that seems more appealing. But edit the documents, I did. They made me yawn, bored me to tears and made me extra cash too. Thankfully, there is a season for them; all I need do is grin and grit my teeth, and get the work over and done with. I have to admit though, the first set of content I dealt with had my eyebrows slightly elevated in pleasant surprise. And yes, it’s also Easter season too, and holidays for the children with[…]

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February in review: Good vibes

Inspiration exists but it must find you working – Pablo Picasso   The second month of the year was, surprisingly, a good month for me. Surprising because I had no expectations whatsoever. Indeed, I had things lined up to begin this month; I hadn’t anticipated the positive effects they would have on me. Despite being out of commission for a week due to malaria medication and drastically reducing my work out time, everything else came together in February. Finally, I read the last page of Fire and Fury; I wasn’t sad to close the book. It was long overdue. That’s what happens with an e-book. Nevertheless, I intend to try my hands on other e-books and speed up my reading time. My 9a.m. – 5p.m. gig got a much – needed boost from some news item and new posters; the phone calls kept coming in as well as the emails. Life was once again breathed into a project that had been in suspend mode for a tad too long. I started off two things. The first was posting an article to some of my contacts on Whatsapp every Sunday. This singular act pushed me to write more and keep to[…]

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Between two white lines

  A car is parked by the curbside. Another is idling right next to it, creating a rather narrow path way for other road users. In turn, this arrangement gives rise to building traffic as cars are constrained to slow their pace at this point and carefully negotiate no scratches on their cars while tooting their horns in disgust – parents on the school run route during rush hours. The lady  behind the chaotic car is impervious to the loud and incessant  honking behind her; she awaits her ward who is buying a snack or two from one of the shops close to the school. A parking ticket strictly for parents’ parking infractions would be an idea whose time has come.  A Sienna, a rather long vehicle, kicks its engine to life in its parked spot. A CR4, searching for a space, notices the lights, and edges closer. The Sienna begins to back out but is unable to execute the move completely. The CR4 has left insufficient manoeuvring room for it to do so. Sienna toots once, twice but the CR4 doesn’t budge. Sienna driver alights and confronts CR4 driver, behind whose car a line of impatient waiting cars have[…]

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Wear a helmet

One minute  I was descending, balancing cutlery and plates on my right hand; the next , I was slamming my neck, spine and butt hard on jutting, concrete, well – laid out slabs – knocking the breath out of me and sending that balanced pile flying in all directions.  I have a meeting at 9a.m on the island. Was my initial thought. I didn’t want to miss it. The possibility of a slipped disc or broken bones was insignificant. Much like the student who screamed:  ‘Ah! My CK jeans!‘ when shot in the leg by armed robbers.  It is difficult to describe what happened  because everything went so fast like …magic. Africa movie magic.  For several  dazed minutes, I didn’t move a muscle. After that initial thought , Inly then did my mind begin to process the incident while waiting to get back the wind that shot out of me upon impact.  The silence was eerie at 5.45a.m. as I finally, slowly craned my neck. That’s when fear began to sip in. Scared to move my entire body in the event of any physical or internal damage, I assessed the one in front of me. Most of the cutlery and plastic[…]

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The first cut is the deepest

Online shopping? Nah, it wasn’t for her. Didi thought as Jumia’s discount sales on bags, shoes, women’s fashion flashed invitingly on the right. She was dinosaur like that. The touch, the smell, the physical effect on her senses led to a purchase. Merely viewing them did little or nothing to compel her to give money away. Her beau once ordered a pair of well – made, hand- crafted leather slippers (online) in two distinctive designs. They were beautiful onscreen, and even more up close when they arrived. The smell of rich, brown leather and a colour on them like the coat of a thoroughbred. The only issue? They were the perfect size for their four- year old son; Didi chuckled for days. She continued scrolling down her newsfeed. Nothing intriguing caught her eye amongst the assortment of posts by friends or family. Scroll. Scroll. Scroll. Facebook seemed like the Sahara. Yudala soon took over the 100% off trend on electronics and more female accessories. Fleetingly, she paused. No harm screen- shopping. She did it all the time; then had recurring dreams about desired items much later. Once again, nothing interesting. She resumed scrolling until… She did need a new black[…]

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