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<p dir=ltr>The night guard, Larry (main character/protagonist) is on a quest to fix the golden tablet which holds the magic that brings the exhibits at the museum he works at, to life every night. He encounters obstacles along the way; from the funny guard at the British Museum, Tilly, to the Triceratops skeleton and then Lancelot who is on a quest to find his Guinevere and who when he discovers what the tablet is capable of doing and the powers it holds decides to steal it and claim from it its 'gift of life'.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Right then it seems all that could possibly go wrong has gone wrong for Larry the night guard who had just then discovered the way to solve the problem of the tablet after visiting 'Egypt'. The museum exhibits are starting to weaken. Time is running out</p>
<p dir=ltr>Soon Larry overcomes Lancelot- who now appears to be the major antagonist- with help from his museum friends and son, Nick. We easily sympathise with and understand Lancelot's reason for taking the tablet, especially as he enjoys the fact of being alive and not just being still and stared at by little children who visit the museum regularly. (Ted Roosevelt,  played by Robin Williams- of blessed memory- points out to Lancelot that it is important for education, as the children are being educated anyway).</p>
<p dir=ltr>One major theme that runs throughout the movie is 'Letting go'.<br>
Larry's letting go of his museum friends he may never see again; his letting go of his son who has decided to explore the world for one year before applying to College (a sub-plot in the movie)</p>
<p dir=ltr>In all it's an excellent movie. Action packed, extremely funny and educative. And the fact that it is set partly in pretty London is a plus!</p>
<p dir=ltr>I came away from it wanting to actually learn more and brush up on my knowledge of a few things, historical and present.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Definitely a worthy outing.</p>
<p dir=ltr>I should watch movies more. </p>
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I remember the first time I noticed the political advert. I was driving home with my boss and he pointed it out, commenting on the politician's felicitating with Muslims on the Eid-el-Kabir celebration. He pointed out that the jalamia and skull cap were a political gimmick just to appeal to the good side of the celebrating Muslims all with the aim of garnering their votes in the upcoming elections. I remember him saying he was so sure the man is not actually a Muslim and is most likely a christian. As soon as he said that, I looked closely at the picture and spotted the RCCG wrist band on the politician's wrist, beside his wristwatch. We laughed at this. </div>
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"Sir, Ebin ma n pa ara ilu." He drags the words and gesticulates with his hands placed idly on the steering wheel. "People are hungry." he continues. "You cannot blame them"</div>
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"You see me now, I will drive all day, from Bodija to Beere. I will have to deal with police, deal with area boys. Patapata I will finish everyday and carry just N400 home. Tell me what I will do with N400. Ee san owo ile. E o ra nnkan f'omo"</div>
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This year my reading has progressed at a good pace. Not very much how I want it to progress, but quite satisfactory.<br />
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I finished <b>E.C. Osondu's 'Voice of America'</b>, <b>Sefi Atta's 'Everything Good Will Come'</b>, <b>Taiye Selasi's 'Ghana Must Go</b>, reread, <b>'Half of a Yellow Sun</b> and now I am currently reading<b> 'Fine Boys' by Eghosa Imasuen.</b><br />
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Moving from 'Voice of America' to 'Everything Good Will Come', seemed like a very perfect transition. When I first heard about the book, the person who I heard about it from proclaimed that she didn't like the book and would not recommend it, but I decided I'd rather read the book and make my own conclusion.<br />
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Taiye Selasi's 'Ghana Must Go' is a book I just happened to 'stumble upon' and I'm glad it exists in my collection of books. It is a lovely book, by a lovely writer. Taiye Selasi is my new female writer crush.. Chimmy no go vex<br />
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One look at the eye-catching cover, the beautiful print and the reading the blurb, I couldn't wait to dig in.<br />
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I read Half of a Yellow Sun in 2007 for the first time. The copy I purchased quite unusually had a few missing pages, I never got to know the real details of what happened between Richard and Olanna. When I read the news that the film tie-in edition was to be released in March I prepared myself and grabbed my new copy as soon as possible.<br />
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Rereading it was a totally different experience from the first time I read it. It remains a story about war, love in the time of war. The pain of death, the cruelty of man to his neighbour. I read it through different eyes and felt even more pain and sadness at what people suffered during that time. I don't have family members that experienced the war and the best my father could tell me about his experience then is just hearing in the news about the war, as a young boy and years later seeing Igbo boys, who looked much older and well-built being admitted into the same form with them (their juniors), after the war was over.<br />
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At a point, as I reread the book I remembered the lady that cried as she made a contribution relating to Half of a Yellow Sun at Chimamanda's book signing of Americanah last year, which held at Glendora bookshop, Ikeja City Mall. I imagined what depth of pain she must have felt as she cried and what the Biafra war meant/means to her family and how it affected them.<br />
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It's totally great that the movie adaptation is out and I get to see these characters I love so much on screen. I hope to see the movie tomorrow, April 25. I kept replaying the movie trailer as I read the book, fussing over little things like Miss Adebayo (Genevieve Nnaji) calling Olanna (Thandie Newton), 'illogically beautiful' when in the book Miss Adebayo says 'Illogically pretty' (Oh well, I'm sure I have nothing to fuss about. Don't mind me. Movies are different from books in many ways) , but all the same happy to see these characters on screen; catching glimpses of Aniekwena (OC Ukeje), Dr Patel e.t.c.<br />
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The movie will be a great one, no doubt and I'll probably cry after watching it.<br />
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I like in particular how close to the end of the book, Ugwu finds his writing voice. After a gruesome experience at the war front and his return home, he starts to scribble everywhere, on newspapers, sheets of papers e.t.c and finally goes on to write the book 'The World Was Silent When We died', dedicated to his master ("For Master, my good man"). I don't know how I missed that before, but I totally could relate to and imagine the feeling of having a story to tell and just scribbling anywhere and everywhere, making mistakes, getting frustrated and then finally achieving something certain and telling the story you've always wanted to tell, the way it should be told. That for me probably depicts a writer's journey in some or most ways.<br />
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Half of a Yellow Sun is a great book that will remain very relevant for very many years to come.<br />
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ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-30559160123610306242014-01-23T06:58:00.000-08:002014-01-23T07:21:25.083-08:00Randomly..........<br />
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I've been thinking about what to post since all these days, but I just had to stop and give it a go anyway.<br />
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You hear stories about the passport office in Nigeria and then you get scared to go there and get a new passport or renew your old one. My memories of the Ikoyi passport office when I was younger were that of a sandy area, people crowded on dirty benches under a tattered canopy, uniformed men and women carrying files and walking about, '<i>agberos</i>' lurking around, sweat and maybe tears and long days spent going to check back for your passport.<br />
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So imagine my fear when I realised my passport was going to expire soon and I would need to get a new one. I just got depressed instantly. Moreso as I knew I would have to do it all by myself. It was in the past that we all (my parents and siblings) went as a family. I started making a mountain out of a molehill, worrying over how I would get a renewed passport without exchanging bribe or having to wait for days. I was really worried especially as I was not ready to do anything the illegal way. I went on google and read web page after web page about anything on getting a passport in Nigeria; people's experiences, how they got cheated, how long it took to get their passport e.t.c..<br />
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Finally, I summoned courage and went to the passport office/Nigerian Immigration Service(NIS) at Ikeja. Thanks to my friend who helped with directions. I was surprised because it looked nothing like I had seen before in their Ikoyi office. Interlocking blocks had been laid all over the compound neatly, people sat comfortably under a very good canopy and inside the office on comfortable chairs. No touts lurked around and the officers were organised and the atmosphere was very peaceful. The end of the long story is that I got my new passport in one day without sweat or tears.<br />
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Totally unrelated to my story above, I've learnt one great lesson since this year started- not to talk too much about what you are doing, what you are planning to do or what's going on in your life with everyone, because;<br />
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2. Some people don't really care and their disinterest could possibly make you feel bad,<br />
3. Some people will discourage you outright with their snide comments and all, so you are better off shutting up,<br />
4. <strike>Some people are just looking for gist and you are providing them with gist,</strike><br />
5. If you share too much about what's going on in your life, one day you might regret why you ever shared it.<br />
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When you know you really want something think it through very well, pray about it to God, write down plans on how to execute it and act before it's too late. That's the most important part- acting, not just dreaming.<br />
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I remember this from Tyler Perry's list- "40 at 40"<br />
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Even if it's a dream as little as doing the big chop (cutting your hair) and going natural...lol... In that case you might just hear rude comments like "you'll be very ugly". Do it anyway if that's what YOU WANT!<br />
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Follow your dreams, don't be scared and you'll see how much you'll benefit and remember to pay no heed to the naysayers.<br />
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<br />ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-68810638979902380062014-01-04T16:23:00.000-08:002014-01-04T16:23:58.019-08:00New Year. Things to be grateful for..<br />
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Happy new year everyone!!<br />
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How were the holidays? I trust you had a great time. I did.<br />
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Since entering this new year, I've had cause to look back and reflect on the past year and things I am thankful for in that year..<br />
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Firstly, I'm thankful for the gift of the family. This past Christmas, I learnt the importance of having a family and reconnecting with relatives from far and near as often as possible. I learnt that really, "a family that prays together stays together." Prayer keeps us close and helps us to be open about so many things we would never have imagined being open about. By taking turns to say prayers and by listening to each person pray we learn more about our struggles, the things that make us happy and with it all we become closer.<br />
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I'm thankful for the gift of friendship. I made new friends last year and I learnt how to be more open and share my feelings with other people.<br />
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I'm thankful for successful completion of my degree and subsequent completion of internship.<br />
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I'm thankful for all those that read my blog posts last year (silent readers acknowledged :D ) and those who commented; especially those whose comments kept me grinning from ear to ear (like Toye's <a href="http://pharmacistcumnovelist.blogspot.com/2013/09/never-say-never.html#comment-form">comment</a>). Simply getting a notification on my phone that a new comment had been made on a blog post, is one of the things that usually made my day and kept me excited.<br />
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So much to be thankful for. I wish I could go on and on, but it would end up being a really long post.<br />
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Basically 2013 was a really awesome year. Like I said before in my last post, I grew in all spheres in 2013. Really! The best year ever! I'm hoping 2014 is even more awesome.<br />
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The year 2014 is already starting to fly by..lol. No time to waste.<br />
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Have you made new year resolutions? Most people don't like to. Put simply, is there something or are there some things you want to achieve this year? Then go for it. You can't afford to be sitting on your butt and waiting for things to be handed out to you.. Act!<br />
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Remember; "You can't make footprints in the sands of time if you're sitting on your butt. And who wants to make buttprints in the sands of time?"- Bob Moawad<br />
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ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-53071320184733334152013-12-15T07:58:00.000-08:002013-12-15T08:42:28.344-08:00December post<br />
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A lot of stuff have happened in my life this year. It's really been an awesome year so far. God has been so faithful. The highlight of the year for me was graduating from Pharmacy school and then starting Internship in January. A journey that seemed like it'd never end, when I started is ending this month. I've grown in all spheres and I've been happy most of the year. Though there were tears and sad moments, I came out strong. That's just life.<br />
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I was given the liebster award again by <a href="https://plus.google.com/+RelentlessBuilder/posts">Relentless</a> and <a href="http://yourstruly-uche.blogspot.com/">Uche</a>. And imagine I'm just finally answering their questions. I won't be following the rules, sorry. A lot of people have been given the award already, myself inclusive. I just decided to 'come back' and answer my questions since I sorta promised to.<br />
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No, I won't<br />
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In secondary school, Biology. In Uni, Clinical Pharmacy.<br />
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Fries and turkey. I know you asked 'one thing', but the turkey just has to come with the fries..:D<br />
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Got so many. But would say, The Sound of Music.<br />
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Thinking........ still trying to figure out what would even make me want to change my name.<br />
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No. I don't mind looking into mountain climbing though.<br />
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The fact that Nigerians are one of the most resilient, hard-working and ambitious people you can ever meet. In the face of all the trials and everything going on, people still remain hopeful and keep keeping on.<br />
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Eat healthy, walk a lot, and drink enough water daily (but not with the conscious intent of keeping fit).<br />
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Being all alone at home, with food on one hand and a drink on the other hand, while watching a really good movie, reading a novel, or writing. Call me a weirdo..lol.. I'm a serious homebody. Just learning how to start having what people call 'fun' sha..lol</div>
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The last book I finished reading (I read so many books at the same time) was 'The Spider King's Daughter' by Chibundu Onuzo. When I first started reading the book I was a bit unsure about it. The characters, and the kinda watery pidgin English. But as the story climaxed I began to enjoy it thoroughly and loved the author's brilliant take on the relationship between a person high up in the society and someone who's been almost there and is now at the lower rung of the society. I like the fact that it didn't end in a too happy ending. Reflects reality. One won't expect the hawker's family to be dramatically transformed typical Nollywood style, or that Abike would suddenly become kind-hearted and refuse to continue from where her father stopped. A good book highlighting the inadequacies of the justice system in Nigeria and giving more meaning to the saying.. "The rich get richer and the poor get poorer"..</div>
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Chris Hemsworth of 'Thor' fame. :)</div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">I love
watching romance movies. Boy woos girl, she <i>forms</i> for him small, they fall in
love, guy proposes and they get married and of course live happily ever after.
I love romance stories sometimes I just want to cry ( I actually do most times).
The movie industry has sold us the story of romance so well; every little girl’s
fantasy is to find that one special guy that will sweep her off her feet. Fine,
I mean I love <i>love</i> and I do believe in happily ever after stories, but what
these movies don’t tell you is what happens before and after the marriage (or
what should happen). Do they really live happily ever after? These movies don’t really address issues like genotype
issues or maybe the contracting of STDs and HIV unless the movie is directly
dedicated to bringing to light those issues. I remember watching this Tyler
Perry movie (Tyler Perry is awesome by the way. I love his work), and so the
guy in the movie reconnects with his old friend, this girl that is a
prostitute. He discovers his feelings
for her, is there for her at a crucial stage in her life and ensures she stays
off the streets. He even leaves his girlfriend after finding out what an obnoxious
bitch she is, for this his old friend turned prostitute turned good girl (later
on in the movie). Now the movie doesn't tell us if they get married or not, but obviously
it ends well and they’re happy and we can tell they’ll probably get married (there's this other movie with a similar story, and the guy and lady actually got married at the end). I just
kept wondering after watching. I mean what if this lady has a major STD or
worse HIV. They didn't even check all those things before running around
happily. Or what if they even have incompatible genotypes? Will their story
really end so well? She became clean,
learnt about God, but fine she needs to be checked before you take her home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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pondering over all these issues lately after spending some time working in a
HIV clinic. In case you didn't know and you are still living in oblivion, well
I'm telling you now, HIV IS REAL. Working in that clinic was a teeny weensy bit
depressing but seeing the positive energy (no pun intended) some of these
infected people exuded just made me happy on some days and I found myself
laughing with some of them. I mean if they are happy, I should be happy too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">The large
number of patients we dispensed drugs to everyday just made it more blaring to
me that people, and so many at that, are living with this virus. Some just
found out when they got pregnant. Some found out after marriage...etc.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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post once on '<a href="http://pharmacistcumnovelist.blogspot.com/2012/05/genotype-question.html">The genotype question</a>' and about how people don’t ask that question
when dating and only later on face the consequences. That post earned my blog a
lot of views and is still a major search term that directs people to my blog and
for me it points to the fact that this is an issue that really bothers people
and is just the reality of what we face. You need to read that post and some of
the comments on it to see what people are going through. It can be quite
depressing. I know what it is like to have to break up with the love of your
life because of genotype incompatibility. The same way I wrote that post to
spread the word about genotype checking is the same way I'm writing this post
to spread the word that HIV is real and the HIV status question has to be asked
before delving into any major relationship, even though it seems like a really
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<span lang="EN-GB">Now I'm not saying stigmatise HIV positive people, I'm just saying ask
the question when it’s important to (don’t go around thinking everyone has the
virus), because millions of people are living with the virus. "According to estimates by WHO and UNAIDS, 34 million people were living with HIV at the end of 2011. That same year, some 2.5 million people became newly infected, and 1.7 million died of AIDS-related causes, including 230 000 children. More than two-thirds of new HIV infections are in sub-Saharan Africa." <a href="http://www.who.int/features/qa/71/en/">(link)</a>.</span> Just
working in that clinic made it so evident, what with the number of patients attended to daily and in just that clinic alone, which is one of many centres nationwide.</div>
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show for</i> face. You need to see most of the patients I attended to looking all
chic and fab, you’d never tell. And some are so happy it’s hard not to tap into
that joy. Though sometimes I try to imagine how it must have been for them when
they first discovered they had the virus.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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virus in itself doesn't kill. It’s the result of the broken down immune system (which is like an army of soldiers that helps to fight off infections in the body) and susceptibility to various infections/diseases that leads to AIDS and to
death. HIV positive people can lead very
good quality lives when they are consistent with their medications (which help
to slow down the multiplication of the virus and hence build immunity) and pay really good attention to
their health. They are just like every normal person.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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stigmatize them. I know it’s easy to, for most people, especially when almost every HIV positive person is judged as having contracted it by sexual
intercourse. When you hear of cases of people that contracted the virus through
blood transfusion and needle prick injuries then maybe you’d just have a
re-think and start looking at them through different eyes. With that too, we should also protect
ourselves from getting the virus. HIV is not transmitted by breathing the same
air as HIV positive people. It is not transmitted by shaking hands, hugging,
sharing pens, sharing utensils and sharing clothes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Avoid sharing
sharp objects such as needles, razor blades, and ensure that if you are getting
injected in a hospital for whatever reason, the person injecting you is using
fresh equipment, specifically for you. For guys take your own clipper to the
barbing salon. Ladies use your own needles for the fixing of your weaves and if
possible buy new needles very often. Nowadays hospitals are more
careful about blood being donated and transfused to patients. Blood donated is
usually properly screened.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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finally, I'm an advocate for no sex before marriage; as a Christian first and
as a health professional. That’s what I think is ideal. But when we look at it
we really don’t live in an ideal world. I
remember my post on whether birth control promotes promiscuity or not (not
really related but you can <a href="http://pharmacistcumnovelist.blogspot.com/2012/07/debate-birth-control-promotes.html">check it out</a>). Nothing is ever perfect and the
reality is teenagers are having sex, guys and girls have multiple sexual
partners, men are sleeping with men, and women are sleeping with women (it’s
all very scary to think of, but it's reality). So I won’t just sit down and
pretend I don’t know what is going on and start judging people. So with that I’d
say if you must have sex please use protection. I can’t emphasize that well
enough. And please get tested. Ask your partner for their HIV status and if
they say they are ‘clean’, please just for clarity sake and to prevent <i>wahala</i>,
don’t believe them (seriously) and carry them to the nearest laboratory and you guys
get tested together and see the result with your <i>koro koro</i> eye..<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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1. Love God above all things, even when it doesn't make sense.<br />
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2. Strive to do the right thing at all times, even when it's unpopular.<br />
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3. Nobody is perfect or should be described as 'perfect'. We all make mistakes and are just imperfect beings.<br />
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4. The more you work hard at something, the better you get at it.<br />
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6. An eye for an eye will really make the world go blind. 'You do me, I do you', that's not how life works.<br />
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7. Money doesn't define happiness, doesn't define success or make anyone anyone better than the next person.<br />
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8. Keeping your eyes on the prize makes it easier to run the race.<br />
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9. It's a small world. You don't know where you'll meet me, I don't know where I'll meet you. Let's be nice to each other.<br />
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10. Being happy is not a given, it's a choice you have to make for yourself.<br />
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11. Never say never, no matter what.<br />
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12. Your 'enemy' today just might be your closest acquaintance tomorrow.<br />
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13. Be happy on your birthday. God has brought you to the beginning of another year in your life. Be thankful, laugh and take lots of pictures.<br />
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14. You can choose to cry all you want, but one day you might look back and wonder why you cried so much.<br />
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15. Fall in love once, fall in love twice and fall in love even a third time. Don't ever give up on love.<br />
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Ay.ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-71516153472859899272013-08-12T15:08:00.000-07:002013-08-12T15:08:24.734-07:00Some women that inspire!There are a lot of people I have drawn inspiration from over time, but I have three outstanding women I consider a good source of inspiration...<br />
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Bukky George is a woman with great passion for what she does. She set up HeathPlus pharmacy very early on in her career and has with hard work, persistence, a great drive for success and the grace of God seen it through to becoming the success it is. HealthPlus Pharmacy has a great number of outlets around the country and is undoubtedly "<a href="http://www.thenationonlineng.net/2011/index.php/sunday-magazine/47116-%E2%80%98what-a-woman-needs-to-succeed%E2%80%99.html">one of Nigeria's most successful retail chain pharmacies</a>." </div>
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I first saw Chimamanda/heard about her on Funmi Iyanda's show 'New Dawn', sometime in the early 2000s. I really don't know what drew me to her and her work by just listening to her discuss with Funmi about her first book, Purple Hibiscus. But I just remember telling my dad, "I have to get that book". I was in JSS3 and at a point in my life when I was wondering if this 'writing thing even makes sense' and here was someone, a Nigerian like me, talking about how she had just written a book and she had actually published it. My dad did get me that my first copy of Purple Hibiscus not too long after that and I was enthralled from the beginning to the end and made the decision to start taking writing seriously. I wrote so many good and not so good pieces after that. But at least I wrote more.</div>
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<a href="http://www.momentswithmo.tv/mos-corner.html">Mo</a>, as she's popularly known, first made her appearance on out TV screens with her amazing show, <a href="http://www.momentswithmo.tv/about-the-show.html">Moments with Mo</a> on which she addressed various topics and interviewed a great number of people, including Hilary Clinton and Ngozi-Okonjo Iweala.<br />
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She went on to produce other great shows such as '<a href="http://www.thedebaters-ng.com/">The Debaters</a>' and '<a href="http://www.naijadiamonds.com/">Naija Diamonds</a>'<br />
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Then this year Mo wowed us and moved on the greater things by setting up her own Television Station, <a href="http://ebonylifetv.com/">EbonyLife TV</a> on DSTV Channel 165 which is targeted at the youth especially. The station is a month old now.<br />
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Forbes has named Mo <a href="http://ebonylifetv.com/forbes-confirms-mo-abudu-as-first-woman-in-africa-to-launch-a-pan-african-tv-channel/">the First woman in Africa to launch a Pan-African TV channel.</a><br />
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We'll just stay watching for what next Mo will do.<br />
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And like she likes to say, "If you can think it, you can do it"<br />
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I've been pondering lately and I observe that most times the things we tend to blame others for, we are guilty of as well. And sometimes what we complain of might just be part of our imagination. It's really a pain to sit down around someone that keeps whining and going on and on about how the world is against them and everyone else is at fault for something. These kind of people have refused make a decision to be responsible for the choices they make and how they are affected by these choices, I think.</div>
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A lot of people complain about corruption and how nothing works In this country. But when placed in charge of even the smallest tasks at work or placed in a certain position people act out exactly what they are complaining of and they make it look like it's no big deal, "afterall it's just a small thing". And so it remains a vicious circle. Corrupt employees/corrupt citizens one day become corrupt leaders. </div>
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ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-28151972993242564082013-06-13T13:48:00.000-07:002013-06-13T14:29:42.886-07:00Words on paper.....attempt at poetry<p dir=ltr>Is it pain? I Know that feeling all too well.<br>
Is it sadness? It flows through my veins.<br>
The many tears shed? I've shed a billion.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Life sucks, sometimes.</p>
<p dir=ltr>The choices I make , I'm responsible for them.<br>
The hurt I feel, my choice .<br>
I can choose to feel hurt or not by whatever fate deals me.</p>
<p dir=ltr>It's my happiness that matters most.</p>
<p dir=ltr>It seems no one cares;<br>
No ping, no call, no text message.<br>
Not even a hug smiley.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Happiness is a choice. Life is short.</p>
<p dir=ltr>Taking each day as it comes and revelling in the pleasantness of the little things.<br>
Things that most people pay no attention to.<br>
Things that hold much more value than it seems they do.</p>
ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-37790010404549209382013-06-09T15:10:00.000-07:002013-06-09T15:10:20.199-07:00Take charge and follow my dreams or cower in fear<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Procastinating and giving up, two things I am trying not to get used to nowadays. There are so many things I want to do, want to achieve, so many things I want to write, but I get so overwhelmed by the thoughts of "it's not the right time", or "you're better off not doing that now".<br />
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I really want to get stuff done anyway, because time is going and I am not getting younger :). I have been wanting to apply to the <a href="http://farafinabooks.wordpress.com/2013/05/05/2013-farafina-trust-creative-writing-workshop/">Farafina Trust Creative Writing Workshop</a> for some years now, but I've always had excuses of schoolwork or examinations or just wrong timing. I decided recently that I can't keep waiting for the 'right time' and will just apply anyway this year, even though I'm not sure if I'll get picked, or if I'll be given time off from work. I did a google search and looked up the calibre of writers that have gotten picked for past workshops and I'm thinking will I even be able to measure up to such quality etc.<br />
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I hadn't really planned ahead for this, so for now I'm fishing out some of my old writing and doing a bit of polishing. Submission deadline is Wednesday. I'm not going to run away from that send button..lol..I'll send that email and wait for whatever may come.<br />
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This day last year, a Sunday, was the day the unfortunate incident of the Dana Airlines plane crash occured in Lagos. It was a really sad and grave occurence and I can only imagine what the families of the affected might still be going through. That day can't be forgotten in such a hurry.</div>
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I pray that the souls of all the faithful departed will continue to rest in peace and that God will continue to grant their families the heart to bear their loss..</div>
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Peace and love. xxxayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-3199322840211624072013-05-08T00:00:00.000-07:002013-05-10T01:47:34.245-07:00Yet another Liebster, Blog review and The past weekend....I was tagged in the Liebster Blog Award again, by one of the Bloggers I tagged previously. Thanks <a href="http://casterbridgee.blogspot.com/">Mayoress</a> for tagging me back. I know I've done it before, but I decided to just do the tag again anyways..<br />
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I think that would be my collection of novels that I have gathered over time<br />
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Writing<br />
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Mr Afronuts of Kush Chronicles did a mini review of my blog recently, amongst three others'. I felt quite honoured by that. Thanks Afronuts. You can check it out on his <a href="http://thekushchronicles.blogspot.com/2013/04/lady-bloggers-of-week-okeoghene.html#more">blog</a>.<br />
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With a pleasant orange template and eye-friendly font, you get to read Ay’s blog with ease. I guess the colors add to the warmth."</div>
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In one clip of the interview that I watched titled, "I have fallen in love with my hair" (there's another one titled "<a href="http://www.channelstv.com/home/2013/04/27/buy-books-instead-of-recharge-cards-chimamanda-ngozi-adichie/">Buy books instead of recharge cards</a>"), something that Chimamanda said stuck in my head.</div>
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When I was in the university, I never quite understood girls that expected their boyfriends, who were in the same level and within the same age group, to 'cater' for them. I would often hear things like ' Fola had better buy me Brazilian hair,' or oh ' Tunde did buy me Peruvian hair and is planning on buying a Blackberry for me, just because'. I'm usually an observer/eavesdropper in discussions such as these among girls and I silently feel some kind of fury at statements like this and sometimes I feel like holding the girls at their neck and forcing my opinion down their throat. Now, that's just my imagination at work. That would be too vile a thing to do and of course, I don't do it. I just keep silent and think.</div>
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Americanah, by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, will be released in Lagos on April 27 at Terra Kulture, Victoria Island.<br />
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As teenagers in a Lagos secondary school, Ifemelu and Obinze fall in love. Their Nigeria is under military dictatorship, and people are leaving the country if they can. Ifemelu—beautiful, self-assured—departs for America to study. She suffers defeats and triumphs, finds and loses relationships and friendships, all the while feeling the weight of something she never thought of back home: race. Obinze—the quiet, thoughtful son of a professor—had hoped to join her, but post-9/11 America will not let him in, and he plunges into a dangerous, undocumented life in London.</div>
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Years later, Obinze is a wealthy man in a newly democratic Nigeria, while Ifemelu has achieved success as a writer of an eye-opening blog about race in America. But when Ifemelu returns to Nigeria, and she and Obinze reignite their shared passion—for their homeland and for each other—they will face the toughest decisions of their lives.</div>
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Fearless, gripping, at once darkly funny and tender, spanning three continents and numerous lives, Americanah is a richly told story set in today’s globalized world: Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s most powerful and astonishing novel yet.</div>
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Growing up is hard to do.<br />
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That's what I tell myself every time.<br />
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I'm sitting here, holding this wheel and all I can hear in my head is your voice telling me I can't do it.<br />
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I realize, I really can't do it and I freeze for a second and then scream, 'I cant do it' and then the tears start pouring.<br />
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Your voice doesn't really encourage me.<br />
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I want to curl up and just continue crying, just disappear, stay hidden from everyone else in this world.<br />
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I don't want to grow up.<br />
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Growing up is hard to do.<br />
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And then I hear another voice. <i> </i>I stop crying for a moment.<br />
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You're telling me it's me, only me that can help myself,<br />
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This world is hard as it is.<br />
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I just wish everything would fall in place.<br />
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I want to cry, I want to.<br />
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I think I've started to cry already.<br />
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Oh no, I hear your voice again.<br />
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"Grow up", you say.<br />
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"Don't let it all get to you. You can be what you want to be."<br />
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"Only you can help yourself. You just have to be strong."<br />
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"Grow up my dear, grow up."<br />
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All of a sudden I find strength. or do I?<br />
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I really do want to grow up. I want to be a strong woman.<br />
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I can still see you smiling at me in the distance and urging me on.<br />
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And I find that's all I need to carry me on..<br />
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Okay, so I wrote this random note in just a few minutes, during one of my 'black moods' today. Guess that's what I needed to help me make a comeback to my precious blog. I have no excuses for why I have been away for so long. Just haven't found out how to balance my time effectively, just when I thought I knew how to.<br />
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It's been monthsss since I wrote anything or read anything.. sigh.. Anyways what do you guys think of my write up above. Dunno if it to call it a poem. I don't like poems, funny enough.<br />
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I hope to be more consistent with blogging and everything else. So help me God.<br />
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Thanks y'all for stopping by!<br />
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Ciao!<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I hope your year has been good so far. Thanks for the lovely comments on my last post..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I was given the Liebster blog award by <a href="http://lifeinstagesdoz.blogspot.com/">Daughter of her King</a>. Thanks a lot DOHK.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>DOHK's questions and my answers;</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 21px;"><b><span style="font-family: inherit;">1. Five amazing things you recall from your childhood</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b> </b>- playing football with my brother and his friends... funny, 'cause they never really wanted me to play with them</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> - gisting with my family around a candle light or lantern, before we had the luxury of buying a generator (I can't explain how precious those times were :D )</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"> - sitting on a mat with my siblings and listening to folktales told by our housemaid :)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Anything!! lol... Giggling/laughing is such a hobby for me, especially when I'm in a very good mood.. Sometimes I really can't understand why I'm laughing or what's making me laugh.. it can even get embarrassing. I'm weird like that :)</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">4. What would you like to change about the world?</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The lack of love among many people of different tribes and races, and also poverty and suffering... if only..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The stressful one year Pharmacy internship, getting a Masters degree and and one day having a place of practice of my own where I would be adding value to people's lives.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">1.</span><a href="http://casterbridgee.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: inherit;">The Mayoress of Casterbridge</a></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">2. <a href="http://tomilolaakibo.blogspot.com/">Re-birth of a DramaqueeN</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">3.<a href="http://anilenses.blogspot.com/"> Life through Ani's lenses</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">5. <a href="http://josephomotayo.blogspot.com/">True Talk</a> .... let's see a guy do this for a change :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Thanks again, DOHK..</span></div>
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Hello everyone....<br />
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Wow, I haven't be here in a while. Thank you guys for not un-following me..:D I don't have any excuse, except that life happened and I've been unusually busy.<br />
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Before it gets too late, I'd like to wish everyone a Happy New Year.<br />
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This year has been great. We thank God... I started the year on a gloomy note..:( But before I knew what was happening things started falling in place for me and God just started embarrassing me with blessings left, right, center. From bringing someone special into my life, to making me graduate successfully from Pharmacy school and start Pharmacy Internship.... and a lot more other things. I owe it all to God.<br />
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There have been down times, in fact many, but I choose to be happy in spite of everything.<br />
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Right now I'm trying to balance everything in my life.... Sometimes it seems like I don't have time for myself or anyone. But things are getting better everyday and I'm starting to learn how to manage my time to a good extent. At least I was able to squeeze out some time for putting up a new post...<br />
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Now lemme go catch up on blogs before it's time for me to go to bed...<br />
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Thanks for visiting and do have a lovely week..:)<br />
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Since I was a baby, Christmas has always meant to me taking yearly trips to my hometown;<br />
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It has always meant buying rams for the season, and the men of the family killing them on Christmas morning; we the children taking trays of raw meat to different family houses and the King's palace and getting small tokens in return. <br />
Attending the village church for close to three hours, donating money to the church and dancing to the altar in thanksgiving as our family name is called.<br />
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When I was much younger it meant throwing knockouts and having mini-wars with kids from other houses;<br />
listening to bootleg tapes/CDs of Christmas carols and Awilo Logomba's/ Olumide's makossa songs.<br />
Listening to the old women speak the native language as they gossip and 'speak' to the chickens and tortoises they probably kept as pets. Now most of them are gone.<br />
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Christmas has always also meant lots of food; jollof rice, fried rice, pounded yam, pepper soup and lots of drinks.<br />
Sometimes it has also meant getting constipated or having diarrhoea.<br />
It has more recently meant throwing big parties at our family house and crashing other parties; receiving visitors and catching up on all the stuff that have happened since we were away from each other. Listening to our daddies and mummies <i>gisting</i> and trying to get to know our cousins better. And sometimes, dancing like there's no tomorrow. <br />
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For me, every year Christmas is always celebrated the same way. Christmas time is synonymous with traveling to the village and meeting family from far and near. It's a very important tradition worth continuing.<br />
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But recently I've been thinking how I've never really sat down and given much thought to the real reason for the celebration. And I find that's it's so very easy to get carried away with all the eating, drinking and dancing that we forget that it's the birth of Jesus Christ that we celebrate on Christmas day. I'll be keeping that in mind this season even as we celebrate and hope not to get carried away by everything. I think we should even celebrate Christmas everyday in our hearts. But I still love the idea of dedicating one day to the celebration.<br />
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I stumbled upon this amazing video!!! It just helps to further pass the message about the Real reason for the season. Please watch and be blessed!!!.. I still get this warm feeling in my heart every time I watch it.<br />
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Merry Christmas in advance..<br />
And don't forget to 'Keep Christ in Christmas'<br />
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:Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-49056687685043134052012-12-02T08:40:00.000-08:002012-12-03T14:13:24.511-08:00Tribalism or what?<!--[if !mso]>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Okay, so after the whole exchanging of pleasantries and all, this
person let me know that, ‘he can never allow me’ (I’ll
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quite daunting at first and at that moment I couldn’t believe I was in the middle of such a
chat. I expected much more from this person.. or
am I mistaken?</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">The chat didn’t
end there. He went on to let me know that Igbo people are worse and that also he
cannot marry an Egba girl (another tribe in Ogun state), because “they mess
around and kill their husband at the end so they inherit his properties” (in
his own words).</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">At this point I was
irritated and let him know I am of the opinion that a person’s tribe, or
whatever stories and myths were attached to the tribe do not determine who the
person really is or what they’ll do in the future. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>You can’t judge a person based on their tribe.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">He
sent me a picture of an Egba girl he once dated, a career woman who also
attends his church. He said when he heard the story, he immediately broke up
with her, although he loved her...Hmmmm.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">At this point I
don tire.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">He then said, after
that he dated an Edo girl, who he's no more with. I asked sarcastically “ So Edo girls are not bad”.
He answered that “they are ‘bad’, but some parts like Ishan are good”.. My
word.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">He ended everything by saying he cannot marry from Ijebu-ode ‘<i>lai lai</i>’</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I told him to
<i>kukuma</i> not marry <i>sef</i>, especially as most of the tribes he had rejected are even
from his State.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I was very
disappointed in this person. Or maybe I’m over-reacting, but seriously I was oblivious
to the fact that people actually consider these things. I don’t just believe it’s
okay to judge anyone based on their tribe or whatever. Because, in fact there
are many people all over from various tribes who have never been to their
village and don’t know where it exists. And so just because, you have some
story about their tribe doesn’t mean you’ll judge them based on that, because some
people are just a product of the environment they have lived in mostly
irrespective of where their family originates from. And good and bad people exist, but
it all depends on the individual person!! And a life partner should be chosen
on the basis of their character and other important qualities, not tribe!!.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">This person
thinks I’m too naive and that I need to grow up.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">But seriously, I
don’t see why I need to or why I need to change the way I think for that matter. Maybe, I’m
too naive, or too westernized, or I don’t watch Africa Magic Yoruba movies
enough, all I know is tribe doesn’t matter.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;"><i>Abi</i>, what do you
guys think?</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I didn’t want to
blog about this at first, because I consider it really unnecessary to have a discussion on, but I just wanted to get other opinions, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as the matter don tire me..</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span>Till next time. Take care and stay
blessed....:)</span></div>
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ayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06781775998068091644noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204711696211279507.post-29276789828917757022012-11-22T04:44:00.000-08:002014-06-02T15:39:50.162-07:00Thankful.. :)<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span lang="YO">Hiya</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Wow, I’ve been
away for a little while. Blame it on laziness, majorly.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I’ve been just
alright. This month stuff have happened that have made me realize how important
it is to always be thankful to God.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Should I start
from when I woke up one morning early in the month and could not empty my bladder or
pass stool (I had been constipated for daysss). And how a catheter had to be inserted and my
bowel evacuated manually by a nurse, as I screamed like a mad woman and then felt
all that pain afterwards.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Eeew, I know...</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Nowadays, I thank
God for the gift of a functioning urinary system and gastrointestinal system.
Little things like waking up in the morning and being able to use the bathroom,
I’m thankful for.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">******************</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I thank God for
how far He has brought me in life. Sometimes our mind is so clouded by the
things we really want, things that our hearts are set on, that we fail to
really see how much we are blessed by God.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">When my final
result was released at school, I wept like a baby. It wasn’t a bad result, at
all. It was really good. But I wept, because I really aimed higher and was just
so close to meeting my goal. But by the time, I saw how many people were
battling with poor grades and the inevitable case of having to do a re-sit
examination, I was thankful. I am not making fun of these people, I’m just
grateful to God. It took me a while to really talk some sense into my head and
look back into my past to see how much God has been there for me. And I’m
confident He knows where I’m still going to and how far I would go.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Sometimes it so
easy to blame God and be so ungrateful. I was so ashamed of myself for not
being thankful, even with all He has done for me.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I’ve completed
driving school. The first day my dad decided I should take a car out, while he
sat by my side, I bashed the car badly. It was a sort of accident. It happened
so fast. I’m just thankful it wasn’t worse than that, because it could have
been.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">It was a really
scary experience. I’ve been saying since, that I’m never going to try driving
again in my life (in my mind sef I know I’m fibbing to myself...lol), but after the
hustle for public transport that I experienced yesterday ehn, I’m having a
re-think. I’ll just have to overcome my fears.</span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">I’m really thankful
to God for everything, including you guys that stop by to read and/or comment and my new followers. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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<span lang="YO" style="mso-ansi-language: YO;">Thanks for
stopping by. </span></div>
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