"Education without values, as useful as it is, seems to make a man a more clever devil" My Dad taught my siblings and I the importance of building our own values and a strong ethical compass. He showed us how to be resilient, how to deal with challenges, and how to strive for excellence in… Continue reading Day 9: Lesson 1 (The Value System)
Can you honestly answer this? Do you love yourself?! The 19yr old me would say, hell no!! MyWhat's there to love?! For several years, I lived off people's compliments, you could call me a parasite! How I loved hanging around folks who always had something nice to say about me. It was so horrible that… Continue reading Day 8: The Enemy
I'm at a birthday party in a small restaurant, surrounded by wine, trendy guests and unspeakable things in test tubes. I spot a woman across the room and catch her eyes several times. I know her name is Amy, I know what her room in school looks like and I know her opinions on animations.… Continue reading Day 7: The band of merry men
It starts with a wedding, a man and a woman standing at the altar. They said “I do” and it seemed so simple. Years later when they thought about having children they said “we will” and thought it would be the same. Only it wasn’t. Instead of picking out pink or blue onesies, they stared… Continue reading Day 6: The Hero without a Cape
It was one of the coldest nights in school and I had an exam to write in two days. My room was a noisy one, so you almost never get to read in there unless you're alone. I needed to finish up with my reading and I knew I wasn't going to get so much… Continue reading Day 5: The stranger’s gift
I arrived home from school to find Jimmy right in front of the door in a foul temper. 'Babe, are you okay?' I asked, but I got no answer. I went in, dropped my bag and came out again, this time a little louder than before, 'Are you going to tell me what… Continue reading Day 4: Mirror Mirror on the wall!
'Chioma! Mimi! Chiemerie! Mama!!! Dad called out, in a tone much louder than the normal. 'Gather round kids! I'd like to tell you a story.' Dad said in an expressionless voice. He told us the story of Eli and his children. I'm pretty sure Y'all know the story, it ended pretty badly for Eli and… Continue reading Day 3: The Preacher’s Kid
It was 6 in the morning and still dark when I woke up to someone shaking me. I groaned and mumbled to myself, half asleep. 'Chioma!' I jerked fully awake at the sound of that familiar voice. It was my father. 'Daddy..?' I said, still a little bit sleepy. 'Yes, it's time to wake… Continue reading Day 2: The journey…
On the 24th of September, 1994 at exactly 5 am in the morning, I was born. I was born into a religious home. Dad is a preacher and Mum had her own tiny business! Dad was dedicated to the work of God, He was the prayer coordinator in church before he became a pastor. My… Continue reading Day 1: Growing up…
I have a lovely white bulb across my reading table, the illumination coming through it spans across the books on my table & my writing pad as I'm musing and thinking on what to write. . . So I thought to myself, we all have those *special lightning bulbs* in our lives, unique men,… Continue reading Guest post: Camaraderie or Parasitism???