Tag - Holidays

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December in review: Year’s end
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May in review
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Guess who is four today?
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A December to Remember
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I’m gonna swing from a chandelier
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Happy New What???

December in review: Year’s end

Perhaps December would have turned out great if one unexpected inconvenience hadn’t marred the celebratory mood it heralds – the fuel scarcity menace. Everything hinged on the availability of this dark, flowing liquid. It was priority, and practically took over our lives and the impending Yuletide.  Nevertheless, four books passed beneath my voracious gaze – Persuasion, How to spell Naija in a 100 short stories Vol. 2, Excuse me ! & Born a crime.  My 9- 5 job hummed along  uninspiringly. Not that I expected anything less; the signs have been there for quite a while. I even wrote and sent off the monthly report earlier than usual as requested by the boss. My exercise routine included three days of bicycle – riding once we went off for the holidays, and hurray I had material more than enough to post beyond the required monthly target of my blog. Goodbye 2017;I sure won’t miss you much.

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May in review

The children’s month; that’s how I regard the month of May because three school – free days (holidays) await them every time it rolls in. May 1st: Workers’ Day. May 27th: Nigeria’s Children’s Day. May 29th: Nigeria’s Democracy Day. And somewhere in between these holidays is Chairman’s birthday which just increases his level of exuberance. So, it was a hip-hip-hurray moment as he became a year older and celebrated it, rather excitedly, at school. For two years in a row every May, I make certain all my posts for this month are children- centred. Not this time around though; I pay tribute to my two adorable recruits with every sound and gesture I make daily. That should suffice this year. Besides holidays and birthdays, two other things stood out for me this month as personal highlights. I recorded the most consistency in my workout routine in the last 31 days than I have done in the last six months. Extremely proud of myself. The second was acquiring a stack of books (novels, memoirs, devotional) that I’d delve into, head/eyes first, next month. I can’t wait! How did the month of May treat you?

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Guess who is four today?

May is the month for children, I have come to believe. Or how else do you explain the three holidays they have in the month? May 1st – Worker’s day (After which Chairman said school was over. Fat chance!) May 27th – Children’s day May 29th – Democracy day (in Nigeria) For Chairman, it holds a special significance. It’s his birthday month. Today, actually. May 11th. The yellow – faced, fat – cheeked, high – pitched voice commentator is all of four years today. On the ride to school this morning, I watched him play with the white ribbon used to bind a gift he had received earlier. So much had changed in the last four years, except that fair skin. From the quiet, peaceful baby I brought back home to the mischief – making, clear – prolonged – talking boy who, sometimes, uses my words back at me and can hold his own (to an extent) with his sister, and in a monologue while demanding you hear him out. From the almost daddy – look alike to a face that has now become his very own (his father’s nose is still unchanged though) look. From the shy, rather unfriendly, mummy – take – my hand-when-we’re- out/entertaining guests child to the confident, I-can-do-it-on-my-own, I-don’t-need-your-help, stranger, what-is-your-name? boy of today. From wearing onesis to the sweater hoodie he has on today, the changes keep coming and making me realize my baby is a boy now and would be a man someday. With each passing birthday. Today, he’s four (a big number to him. He was just two yesterday. How did he become so big so soon?). Tomorrow, he’d be twenty – four and counting. Of all the changes, it’s his, how do I say this?, gift of gab that I was totally unprepared for. If it was just the unending, childish, inquisitive questions, those I can handle. His sister and cousins before him have tested my endurance and patience levels with theirs. With Chairman, it’s different. He can talk for Africa. There are the statements and the corrections and the explanations”more

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A December to Remember

‘I’m Annie’, Chairman declares loudly. ‘My name is Gabby,’ T states just as loudly, not to be out done by her brother. For the past couple of days, the children have been saying these statements often. Annie and Gabby are two of their cousins whom they met at their grandma’s and spent the recently concluded holidays with amongst seven other adrenaline – filled, very active children. It is nine days today since we returned to Lagos, and back to our lives but apparently the memories of the holidays are still playing back constantly in the minds of my children. And who can blame them? They had a whale of a time with their cousins! There was Santa Claus with four presents each per child, their favourite cartoon characters featuring prominently. Barney. Mickey Mouse. Ben 10.      They played games and had competitions – artwork (creating a Christmas card) competition, dancing chairs and fashion parade. Of course, this meant more presents. Yay! They had more ice – cream and sweets during the two – week period than I would normally allow in two months.  Yum, yum. Everyday was Christmas day at grandma’s! Or how else would they describe going to bed after saying goodnight to their cousins and waking up the next day to a full schedule of play, eat, play, eat, more playing, more eating surrounded by cousins ’till nightfall again? They went to an amusement park. Twice. This was perhaps the highlight of the entire trip. And on both occasions, the nine of them had the entire park to themselves. For a minimal fee and more than two hours, the children knocked themselves out with delirious, we-can’t-believe-this-is-happening fun. .   They only took quick water breaks and another brief one for snacking. This was no bouncy castle, choo- choo train – ride park powered by electricity. Almost every fun equipment is manually – operated. The same way they were when my siblings and I visited over twenty years ago. Yes, the park is that old and we have a sentimental (and physical) attachment to it. Imagine, our children are”more

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I’m gonna swing from a chandelier

Hello December! I love, love, love this month. It is my favourite…right after August. It means holiday, family reunion, loads of eating and giving, togetherness, joy and just another chance to be thankful for life…and the entire year while looking, hopefully, towards the new one around the corner. Just thinking about it makes me want to cling a little longer to that chandelier. Hope it would hold my weight. Hello December! I’m glad you’re finally here, and I know you’d be good to me, to us, to everyone!

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Happy New What???

Where did ‘Happy New Month’ come from? How did it start? Yesterday, a friend of mine called me. After the initial pleasantries and platitudes, the next thing she said was ‘Happy New Month’. There was a momentary lull in the once vibrant conversation; I didn’t know how to respond. Right now, I don’t remember if I said ‘Same to you’ or ‘Thank you’ but I mumbled something eventually and we continued talking. Before the call I had been on Facebook for about 20 minutes or so, and it had been rife with various forms of the happy -new-month greeting/salutation/whatmacallit. For a moment, I wondered: what was the appropriate response to this…phrase, statement, greeting? Was there something to it like ‘Happy Birthday’ and ‘Happy New Year‘? Or was it for want of something to say at the end of another 30/31 days since nothing was said before at the beginning of a month? It brings to mind a certain language which has a greeting for almost any and everything. Maybe that had a role to play too. During the oil subsidy protest at the start of the year, my hairdresser actually said to me: ‘Happy oil subsidy!’ Are you serious, madam? Then there’s the ‘How was your night?’ question that also leaves me speechless. The first time someone asked me that I wondered if he meant ‘How was your day?’ But since it was only 9a.m. at the time, I knew he meant what he had asked. He walked away when all he got from me was a smile. No words. I didn’t (still don’t) know how to respond. Correct me if I’m wrong but if I remember correctly, it used to be: ‘ Did you sleep well?’ However, some might argue that not everyone sleeps at night these days. Like the happy-new-month thing, how does ‘How was your night?’ fit in? Once again, should I slot it into the same shelf space as ‘How was your day?’ or ‘How was your trip?’ questions? Is there a proper response to it? Because my silence, smiles and mumbles do not seem to”more

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