Homeschool Teacher, Babysitter, Learning Development Strategist.
Dearest child, It’s taken me about six months to find the words to share my experiences with you Being with you has been so different from what I’ve seen, heard and even taken part in How we go from being buddies who share hugs and blow kisses to people who want to have nothing to […]
Will you ever get married in this life like this? You see this SingleToStupor life ehn, if you decide to not be in any relationship or get married, just know why… Not for announcement sake but for your own mental health. Your Why will remind you for when the pressure from people begin to seep […]
I started a new job this year. It’s called a 9-5 even though I resume 7.30am every day 😂 This was actually not the plan for this year. I experienced a few knockouts that dealt with my self-esteem. I come dey ask myself say shey na me be this? Na me dem knak NQ like […]
Fammmmmm! Choose one. Drugs or Injections? (insert a lirru bit of “I Reject It In The Mighty Name Of Jesus ” here ) Choose one please. Time is going. Lol Me? neither 😏. I don’t want any. I just want to remain a bouncing baby girl for life. I have one small gist for you. […]
Fammmmmm! This week has been a goal! From working for four days against five, many thanks to the public holiday on Monday ( I can’t even remember why we had that holiday now 🤣) to getting snacks on all of the four days! Yo! Quick recap. My previous week was filled with gbas gbos. I […]
April 28th. Long time no post! How are you doing? I have realized that if I keep looking for the perfect time to drop a post here, I just might not share anything. The previous series was to help my consistency but look at me, hovering around my keypad not of lack of what to […]
You see a Girl Beautiful Godly Smart Brilliant Intelligent Tech-savvy Great smile Dreamy eyes ( chinko eyes, as some people never fail to point out. Smh) Etc. Etc. Let me raise the curtain, beyond the stage and show you what the backstage looks like… There she is, all cleaned up and ready to dress for […]
Once upon a time during the period when things got tough for my family, my Mom sold bread, sliced bread. She would collect a particular quantity of loaves and sell to get a commission. I was already in junior secondary school 1. She would give me a plastic basket, walk me to my bus stop […]
I can’t share this without a little background detail. Things got hard for my family when I was in Year 3. You know that born with a silver spoon talk? I only have a faint memory of that period. Lol. So, there was a time I had no shoes and had to depend on hand-me-downs […]
About thirteen of us. Children. We were what you’d call ” Butty ” or “Ajebutter ” or ” Ọmọ get inside ” Almost every house had much older relatives or siblings aside mine. As much as we were sheltered, these adults were permitted to play with us and watch over us whenever we were allowed […]
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