It all started yesterday afternoon with my feeling cheated that I paid for my car when I bought it in 2014 and nobody warned me that there are parts of it that I will never get to use because of the culture of Obodo Oyibo.
If you sell me a car, and the culture of your society says that I will never get to use the horn, should you not have deducted the cost of that useless, extraneous part from the overall price of the car? This is car number 6 or 7, since my student jalopy days back in British Columbia. Six cars, twenty years, two countries (Canada and the US) and I can’t remember ever having had to honk, sorry, to horn. Not once. Continue reading
I never knew I would take this decision one day
But events which unfolded in my life drove me insane. (A story for another day)
And I made a promise to the girl looking back at me in the mirror
I told her boldly
I am putting me first.
And I say it without flinching.
Like so many of you, my entire life has been spent caring for other people. That’s how it is with those bestowed with innate compassionate feelings for others. I’ve had a listening ear for families, for friends and even for strangers. I’ve been a great support to ‘everybody’. I was a spend-drift. No. Not what you think. I spend my days caring for others. I spend my time helping out those in acute need. I spend my nights making a list of problems to solve, who to send money to or reflecting on an earlier plea for help which ultimately became the norm. Continue reading
And it’s another Halloween!
Oh yes. It’s another October. Another fall season, when Halloween is celebrated in most countries of the world as more and more people are beginning to adopt the tradition.
So, it’s that period of the year again when people wear masks and dress in costumes that appear scary and spooky. Or simply sexy and fanciful outfits just so they can make a statement, all in the spirit of Halloween. Continue reading