A must read… Quite hilarious and factual. Pls correct me if I’m wrong o!
I heard the loud banter outside my room, but I chose to ignore. I knew the norm was to get up from my bed and ask what the matter was, but I still chose not. Let me just watch what the end result would be, I decided.
The noise grew louder… And louder. Then wails. It sounded like my last daughter. I should get up and ask, but no, I could hear my first son shouting, obviously at someone. His words where difficult to understand but I could make out that he was speaking rudely at someone. Ironically, I was pleased. He’s grown so much; he’s voice now deep; chest seemed broad, not to mention his ‘towering’ height.
I knew he wouldn’t forget The Rules: No Beating Anyone or Fighting. You can shout as much as you want but thou shalt not raise thy hands.
I’ve raised my kids well, especially they know to respect their elders, but never to be taken advantage of, bullied or disrespected. So deep inside of me, I sort of had the feeling of ‘Situation under Control’.
I wasn’t surprised when I heard a loud knock on my door… I was long expecting, was surprised it hadn’t come sooner. Just as I had imagined it, my kids needed me to know what was going on. My little girl coming in with an exaggerated wail, holding her right knee. I couldn’t resist rolling my eyes in my head! My son, barging in with an obviously exaggerated scowl, hoping to get
a 2 thumbs up for what he was about to tell me… and yes, I indulged him! Even before he began his statement, my thumbs were up… Sorry, I just couldn’t help it.
I heard everything… Partly their fault, partly their Aunt’s fault. Well, what can I say, stuff happens. Maybe if Aunt had spoken gently, she wouldn’t need to have shoved my little girl violently, who fell in the process and hit her knee on the edge of the door. All in the bid to get her to have her bath. And her ‘Super-hero’ brother wouldn’t have shouted furiously at Aunt and told her a few hard words. *smacking my lips
I felt good knowing that my kids can stand up for themselves. I raise my kids to be respectful but not be afraid of anyone, so absolutely no apologies. Nada.
For the rest of the morning, I couldn’t help but notice Aunt keep a reasonable distance from the kids.
O, well… That’s life.
Time to watch Zee world… Twist of Fate to be exact.
Well, it turns out that the most publicised Plastic rice in Nigeria, isn’t even made of plastic but contaminated with microorganisms above permissible limit. Making it therefore, unfit for human consumption.
This is just as bad. Why do we hate each other so much? People who do this, that is import goods that destroy human lives, as far as I’m concerned are ‘Cannibals’…no difference between them and Clifford Orji! If given the chance, they would actually feed on human flesh.
But can I totally blame these ‘Cannibals’? No, the government that is supposed to be protecting the masses have left them extremely vulnerable to situations such as this. A government that can’t provide the bare necessities of life! Why won’t countries such as China and India key into this vulnerability. They already know us for accepting ‘garbage’.
Only God can and will continue to save us!
It’s always going to be what it has always been and meant to be:
- More Family, Less Work
- More God (I’ll have to stop ‘cheating’on Him)
- Keep keeping ‘unborn’ babies away…as the countdown to menopause TRULY begins
- That’s pretty much everything!
So you see why I don’t need New Year resolutions…besides, they are really not new.
HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPS!
I’ve tried to understand in different languages this worrisome letter. Since I haven’t been able to come up with any reasonable explanation, I’ve decided to share it with you guys…and then you tell me if the writer has spiritual problems following her from the deepest root of her village!
How can a fellow woman want sex so bad, she needs her intestines shifted…how?! Are you telling me, that nothing else fills this woman’s thought except an enlarged penis??
Woman, whoever you are, you don’t need an enlarged penis, you need deliverance…or peeps, am I missing something hia?