''Take a walk down memory lane and see where the path might lead you,familiar things that have changed but in our hearts they stay the same.
I can still hear the voice of my mama calling out her children's name....
We all have memories,we should not forget.........''
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Who remembers those childhood years of innocence? No bills, no worries, no pressure, daddy (or mummy) took care of everything and there was free food, free shelter, free clothes and free toys, all you had to worry about was doing your homework to avoid the teacher's cane......lol
Suddenly you're all grown up with responsibilities hitting you from every angle and deadlines keeping you on your toes. You probably have your own children now and you can't afford to disappoint them. Bills everywhere; house rent, school fees, food, clothes, shoes, light, water plus a million other things that demand your attention daily.
Life sometimes spins you so fast you need a time-out? We all feel that way.
Sometimes you wish you could turn back the hands of time and have you folks take care of things for you? You wish you could go back to having no worries besides finishing your vegetables so you can have ice-cream, you wish all you had to worry about is Mummy's choice (over sized of course) for your Christmas dress? you wish......you wish........you wish.
But then, you look around you and feel so blessed; a good career, a loving husband, kids you'd do anything for and give glory to God for the grace of another day, life goes on, or IS IT THE OTHER WAY ROUND?............
If you had to make a wish that would take you back to your childhood, would you grab the chance? Or would you say, "No, thank you, I love where I am"? Do you miss your childhood days? What exactly do you miss? Or your childhood wasn't that great and you wouldn't want to re-live it?
Let's share those memories.
Stella I remember o! Nostalgia baaad. Everytime I have issues, I just remember that time I used to run around without shirt. No worries. Nothn.
ReplyDeleteI don't miss being a child. I had the most traumatic experience. I remember violent fights between my parents that left me in tears every night , I remember my mum remarrying and when i was 12 I went to visit her in her husband's house. He was so angry and drunk that he beat me and I ran out of the house at midnight and I slept in an un completed building all night scared and hoping for death. I remember going back to school and the hardships of my dad to pay my school fees and how we always had to call our mum to pay. I remember one time in ss2 I was 14 and I was sent home. And I called my mum and begged Her to please pay for that term and next term I could go to a public school. There was so much pain. So much unbearable pain. I got into uni at 15 and I finished 19. And as I finished I served in the bank and later got a job and my life has been different. I can look back and say it was worth it. But as you made me take a memory lane , I couldn't help but burst into tears.
DeleteAaawww! My love! I can't even begin to imagine all you went through and what the ripple effects are but I pray God compensates all your childhood pains with an amazingly blissful and blessed adulthood. For each teardrop you've shed growing up, may it be replaced by 10 times more joy and happiness. I don't know who you are but I wish I could wrap my arms around you and give you the tightest bear-hug ever!
DeleteYou are a survivor! With all you've been through, there's no challenge you will face that you wouldn't come out victorious. Sweetheart, never forget that. You survived! You have the "fight" gene in you and you carry the mark of divine favour.
#e-bearhugs.
The best times of my life wer
Delete1.early childhood,cos life was just easy!as Stella said,everything was being done for u,all u do is eat,sleep,go to school and watch channel o or cartoon network.even assignment sometimes sef na to bribe my cousin to help out.lol!evening tiime:go out and make jest of passersby or my neighbour's bulldog,dat dog was wicked sha oo....what else...lol!dose were actually d best days of my life
Followed by university days mehn:d freedom,d freedom to do anything and go anywhere what can equate to dat?and ur bills still being paid!infact na campus days I for like rewind small oo!
Now!wahala everywhere!childrens bills,etc etc d tables have turned,life is such a big circle but we tank God for his faithfulness.
So for me;childhood days ke!lol
I don't know if I have the strength to type all the pains of ma childhoodHELP me
DeleteAnonymous 18:21 just made me teary. It is well with you dear. I pray God give you the power and wisdom to give your kids a better childhood. #ehugs
DeleteHmmmmmmm my childhood, no regrets at all,i love every bit of it,apart from the part my dad's frd almost molest me. I was always going to help him wash his cloths and cook for him, one fateful day I was frying fish,he just came frm behind and held my small boobs, I was shocked, I jst said, uncle A,pls stop. After that day,when ever I'm going there, I will always go with my bf.. Yes I said my bf, *lol* bcos my dad lives abroad, he made us understd there was a Word call "Platonic" he said you can have a platonic bf, but no visit. So yes at that age 14,i already had a platonic bf,we wer in same class. Fear no gree me do sef,bcos my mama go kill me. My mum was always taking me to the. Hospital to check if I'm stil with my virgin. Abeg the story long Jare. I sha enjoyed everybit of my childhood. I finally lost my virginity wen I was 18 goin on 19 with my 1st bf ofcource. He waited. We are still very best of frds till date. But married to diff spouse. We avoid seeing each other though. But talk on a daily bases. Chaii I missed my childhood ohhh,no suffering, I tot life was funfair, never knew life is a warfare. God bless my Mum for grooming me so well. I'm going thru a lot in my matrimony, but I'm handling it so well. Thank God for blessing me with sweet Mum and Dad.. I can't wait to start blessing them. They've bn sacrificing for me since I was Born!
DeleteA guy who was your platonic friend had sex with you at 18 and you say he waited?
DeleteIf I could go back in time, I have one wish *to spend quality time and make good memories with that soul I fell inlove with @ the age of 11*.
DeleteWe couldn't be free to love cos we were scared that we were young and denied it like forever. Even Uptil adulthood we are still lying to ourselves. Yet the love is just too strong! #we have lovers now, yet we still love ourselves# all we do is get angry @ each other for loving other people. It is crazy.
anon wt platonic bf,dat ur bf is rily playin wt u and ur intelligent,afi gettin angry wit each other for lovin oda spouse,hahaha,eeya i weep 4 u o
DeleteI don't want to re-live my childhood days! Life is more better now+ no more tears and pains!
ReplyDeleteI love where I am.
I would definitely want to stella,,wish I could so I can correct all my mistakes and start all over..its never too late. Tho
DeleteBetter not more better @Brown Sugar
DeleteI love it this way....
DeleteChildhood was sweet but it wasn't funny anytime dey caught me licking bournvita.
ReplyDeleteI can break plates ehn,Choi.
Anyways I won't rewind,
I like adulthood,
Atleast no one wud beat me for licking soup or bounvita.
Hehehehee
Mine was egg and meat...
DeleteIf my mum should caught you eating those things.you are gone...she will tell everyone you are a thief!!!...
Lmao
DeleteI can relate with the licking bournvita.
Infact my mum now bought a full tin of bourvita and asked me to lick everything as Punishment. See cry! Lick na, i no fit again.
She then bbrought cane and flogged the living day lights out of me. Chai!
Buahahahaaha...such memories
All hail d queen! Tosa for u" if my mum should caught you"
DeleteI wish my childhood days to a certain period.. After then it was hell, as in hell. But still I thank God for where I am now. Its ok but it can be better.
ReplyDeleteHmm my childhood wasn't all that.
DeleteI lost my sweet dad when I was just 6....not like i remember him that much but I still miss him.
Being fatherless is not funny at all, we weren't rich but we were always happy, we ate 3 square meals everyday, my mom was so hardworking she never let us go hungry for one day....God how I love that woman!!
My mom is a gr8 cook so we always get visitors.....like all the time. She'll make fine pounded yam and sweet egusi soup for them with isi okpoloko and azu okpo Or onugbu soup with akpu ocha. We will be in the background salivating, but we won't taste until our stingy visitors came and went. They'll relax and eat everything, then get up and say thank ma....they'll hail her for being such a cook then turn their dirty asses and go home, without giving the widow and her kids chi chi. Choi some people are wicked sha tufia
I will just hiss and eye them eehn...my mom doesn't care bcos she be nwanyi obioma lol
Nywaz I thank God for the gift of life, at least despite everything I haven't lost anyone in my beloved family. I believe I will make my sweet mom happy and proud one day!!
I miss my late sister, I wish I can see her 1 more time. I miss when every damn thing was free, God bless them, I really miss miss when I didn't have much to worry about, yet I couldn't wait to be grown up, now I am, not so easy, but I am grateful and I LOVE love it, I am a mother, wife, badest shape, money to spend what more do I want, baba God am on my knees thanking you.
ReplyDeleteI'd never want to go back.. Childhood was lonely, I hv no siblings, I had no friends. Those times i'd play by myself, making imaginary friends and talking to them. Then i'd see my neighbours fight with their siblings and i'd be like, these pple are bunch of idiots, here I am wishing I had one and they have many yet fight with them.
DeleteThen I became a teenager, I started getting attention from men. I was so naive, nvr had a foreknowledge of sex, so dat when it happened with me, I didn't think I had done something wrong save for d pain. until he warned me nvr to tell anyone.
Childhood brings me nothing but regrets, wishes dat can nvr come to fruition.
How about where I am now, I hate it. I hate my life. I hate all I couldn't be.. but I am told to be grateful and hopeful coz m alive and dats wot i'd do.
I want to go back to being a child
ReplyDeleteThat moments when I don't have anything to worry about
This hustle no be an
Hahhahahhahaha
DeleteAnd am sure when you were a kid, you couldn't wait to be all grown
Pls are there cuckold husbands in Nigeria that get off on watching their wives get fucked by other men?
DeleteI remember when my cousin n I would pick a car each,pointing out n counting how many we saw on a trip.The one with the higher number of cars got d loser's desserts for 2 days
DeleteAbeg I thank Baba God for where I dey o. During my childhood I fetched water die n grew up with d middle class peeps, but now I dey shine even wit all d responsibility beckoning am still happy and I do av a very high saving culture. So I wldnt trade my presence for d past
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a child I used to think the moon followed our car everywhere we wentt
ReplyDeleteI had always wanted to ggrow up quickly to do things the way I wanted without my parents interfering. Now na....responsibilities no go let person see road that I wish I could be a kid again. Mtchew
Remember the moon following us too.
DeleteI feel you at the moon following the car, thought so to. Cheers
DeleteHahahaha...I used to think the saaame!..loool
DeleteAre U sure U will approve my childhood memories if I should type it?????
ReplyDeleteIt's filled with pains, salty tears, cracked heels and d biggest Penis of all times.......
I am in a naughty mood, will just read from d loosers and reply.
I MISS U! #EyeLashes!
DeleteLol
DeleteHahahahahahahahahah...
DeleteStella should scrap that thing joor...
Ezenwanyi,biko write,she will enable your comment...
Sexual abuse?
DeleteEvery stage is a blessing, and I'm greatful to God for bringing me this far. I only miss the innocient of been a child without sin, with a pure heart, wen I used to think that everytin good comes so easy.
DeleteLmaooooo... u r a clown!
DeleteWink** wink*** @ Pink Shell.......
Delete@ Linda Oyim, I no get strength to type biko...
Kikikikikikikiki
DeleteAmosu 1 ibiakwa?
Talk jor! Stella must post am.
Na she bring the topic.
Btw, where have you been?
Hmmm @ezenwanyi. Just like mine *sigh*
DeleteSterilize this blog not ooooo
DeleteBloglord Nwannem, I ve here and there oo.......
DeleteIrene, na so we see am oo....
Awwwww Odi it is well.
How I wish I could go queue up for my Akara balls at mama Osas as early as 6:30am. Well the essence of life is change.
ReplyDeleteRellanaija.blogspot.com
Childhood....The best years of one's life
ReplyDeleteI don't have a story to tell, and I'm not a story fabricator.
But I do wish I could turn back the hands of time.
If I'd known then, what I know now, I most probably wouldn't be here.
Y'all should share your stories.
U r not a story fabricator kwa?
DeleteWell...
ReplyDeleteI am only but a fetus.
Akwo bedi ji akwo talk of...
XOXO MYSTERY
Ewoooooo......
DeleteMy childhood was beautiful with adorable parents always there for me with no worries of job, hubby etc miss my childhood
ReplyDeleteMy dear mine mirrors yours. Had a wonderful childhood.
DeleteI Miss my Dad.
ReplyDeleteRest on Beloved.
Rest On Daddy Of Mine.
I had an Idyllic chidhood.
I always remember and wenever i do i just smile.
it was a Happy one.
So wen i was like 8 Or so,i did USA(Long throat)lol
So i ate potatoes at a guest's house.Sweet potatoes.
We Bad gone out and we were just in time for lunch and we were invited to d table.
My Dad smiled and said we were Okay.my brothers and i.
He always does Dis thing.
we go out and dey ask "can i get drinks for u and d kids?
and he has never for once let us answer.
D thing used to pepper my Body buh of course we maintained and wil always smile"No thank u Aunty.we are ok.
He liked garden eggs and so If he was offered garden eggs,dats d one he wil offer us.Lol
He wil go like "Have some garden eggs Nne"
and ofcourse my brothers and i wil decline.
U deny us drinks and all dose pastries buh offer us garden eggs??
What Concerns an 8 year old wit garden eggs??lol
So back to Gist,we were invited to d table and as usual,he declined.politely declined.
AnD Chichi's Mom was like,come and eat children...its soo tasty.i know kids like Potatoes...and d sauce too is very Nice...
Sweet potatoes!
Dat was all i heard!
i loove Sweet potatoes!
Buh never get to eat it cos "dey" say it has lots of sugar....
My Dad was stil smiling and declining soo politely wen i got Up and walked to d table LMAO
I dAt down backing him and i coukd feel his Eyes boring into my back.
I dAt dere and it was Only wen my Food was dished that "reasoning" returned to me.
Kai! I was in for it.my dad was a disciplinarian to d core and i knew i have 'misbehaved" and dar wouldnt go lightly.wouldnt go unpunished.
In al honesty,i wanted to decline d Food n leave d table buh i knew d deed was already done.
So i sat down dere,d most worrisome 30 mins.
i was thinking wot was going vía my brothers minds too...
Finally we were done and shortly we left.
He didnt say anythin in d Car.
and If u know my Dad,that aint a good sign.
Kai!
my brothers werent speaking to me.
i Felt soo alienated.bbuh dat was d least of ma problems.
We got home and every second was pure torture!
The torture of not knowing!
Daddy didnt stil say a Word!
I went to bed.stil nothing!
d next morning,stil nothing!
by now i was Getting soo worried.
i wil just greet him and he wil just answer.
no how are u.no nothing!
i was almost Begging for d Cane buh i Ws also so afraid to go and apologize.
It was not until he got back from work d next day day i realized his plan...LMAO
He Came Up and from my room i heard him bellow "That basket of Potatoes is for A"
she is to eat it,morning afternoon n night!
I was Happy.i love Sweet potatoe u see and i didnt think dat would be my "punishment"
Buh it was not until i got to d kitchen moments Later that i Saw a Big basket of potatoes.
Buh insteqd of Sweet potatoes,my Dad got Irísh Potatoes!
Irish Potatoes!
Hahahahahahahahahah....
DeleteJezzzzz....
My mum used to do that to us too...the look on her face won't even allow you to do that...
I do that to my kids as well...
Hahahaaaaaaaaaaa.
DeleteLmao if it's my mum she will beat punish me for that month and will bring it up again whenever I misbehave thus doubling my punishment Choi I chop cane no be small o thank God I'm grown now
DeleteHahahahahaha.
DeleteTGW.......so did you eat it all up?
That tin can pain ehn.''thanks i'm ok''when your throat is literally jogging to the meal/drink
I haven't laughed out this much in days...
DeleteI can imagine the torture you felt but your dad was a 1-man squad command.
This story is so damn funny.
I just want to be a child for a day...at least I won't wake up early to go to work, make dinner for my family and not worry if I am making progress in my weight loss journey.
I love dancing in the rain when my parents weren't home because it was a taboo to be outside because of cold if it rains.
I miss being a child sha. ..
Lmao
DeleteOMG!!!
I can't deal mehn, Irish potato, who does that????
TGW you 'baddest' o, such nerves...I mean such guts...Lol...but d punishment is 'more baddest'....kikikikikikiki
Lmbo
DeleteNot very happy today, but this story cracked me up, I swear.
Lol
#WhiteDiamondOut
Rolling on the foor oo #sofunny#
DeleteAwww.....as a child I loved sweet potatoes too but as an adult, I would take the normal potatoes to the sweet ones any day....
DeleteOmggggg...lmao. i have fainted like five times from laughing. Good one.
DeleteKikikikikikikikikii. Nwuye G abeg I no fit laugh.
DeleteWhatsup white diamond? Pls snap outta that mood biko
Lmao
DeleteI am reading this comment on a toilet seat.
Buhahahahah ah
And as I laugh the shit just rushing out.
So you see..even my shit is lol.
I dnt miss anything about childhood joor.
My parents were too strict, never allowed to play outside.
From home to school, few hours break then lesson.
Boring *yawns*
DeleteHope u are much better This morning White Diamond.
DeleteBe strong.
and hold on to Faith!
Sending u warm Hugs.
@ Baby,u are asking?
Nne i ate d potatoes o...
every single bulb!
Agatha made sure of that.
Agatha was our Big Nurse
Hahahahahahahaha
Dont know why my Dad chose to call Nanny "Nurse" Lol.
Agath Agath!
Agatha!
Chai.....i remember her wenever i watch Or remember Sound Of Music.
She was a Strict Woman.Buh a good one Too.
And yes,she made sure i ate all dem potatoes...
Thats Anoda story for Anoda day.Lol
Hmmmm! if wishes were to be a horse,I would ride again o.....dat joy when u see just one strand of hair coming out of your jaw or when your hight is increasing.....etc.
ReplyDeleteMe I don't like reading abeg, but I do that a lot... So because of this, I don't miss my childhood jor, all the reading, lesson teachers and all, just cos of this, I don't miss my childhood dayz
ReplyDeleteBut the fact that they wash your clothes, buy you many things and you don't have to understand as a child, I miss that.
As an adult now, you are grown so you have to sacrifice, understand and all... Kai.
But the freedom!!! I love it!!! Its mixed jare, I miss it and don't miss it.
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Never listen to people who project their negativity & try to stop you from achieving your goals. Their belief doesn't define your ability... 💃
@Mosi_Tash_Jazzy
I went to wonderland on easter day to relieve the memory of eating cotton candy(candy floss), my son's birthday party is coming up n I am doing candy floss so I'd av so much to eat, my childhood was rly blessed.First n 2nd xmas n easter away from my parents and in my new home felt so awkward cos I was so used to celebrating with a huge family, but here I am today looking for shoes my son will wear for xmas or his birthday and clothes of cos and thinking abt the bun in d oven.In all my childhood was the ish and I am grateful to have had it.
ReplyDeleteThank God for where i am...
ReplyDeleteHow i miss my childhood days n my lovely friends.
D only constant thing in life is change...
Happy birthday bv Tildas touch... love u plenty.
Hmmn
ReplyDeleteThis is deep
Share don't just do lyk zombie dere nd be sayin hmm
DeleteSo u could say "boring" later??
DeleteIf am oppotune to turn back d hand of time,I will attend a very popular and big secondary skul,will not give out my vrigirnity to any stupid boyfrnd,etc
ReplyDeleteI prefer my adult hood till tomorrow...
ReplyDeleteMy childhood is full of sufferness...no good food,no good cloths,living in a 2 rooms face me i slap you....
Tufiakwa!!!!...
Poverty is a disease...
I hate my childhood and I don't like remembering them....
Adult hood rocks for me biko...
It's called suffering! There is nothing like sufferness
DeleteHow can U hate what shaped up????
DeletePain is good Baby!!!
Btw, I hate my childhood too!!!
Very Boring post jare.... so I waka pass....
DeleteBye.....
Linda y? Holy moses! Y no gud food nor clothes? Pls elaborate darl
DeleteNow i understand why you are ratchet....
DeleteHmmm.mmmmmmmmmmmm
DeleteHahahahahaha
DeleteQueen Queen!
We thank God o jare.
We really do thank Him!
Sorry BT I can't help but to laugh at d face mi I slap u room...lol its well
DeleteL.E has never hidden the fact that she had a terrible chiidhood cos she lost her dad at an early age and wasn't treated right. So if you cuss her , na for your pocket. She is living the life now and that's all that matters. The pain is gone.
DeleteOne love the queen and the boss!
It ended in praise.
My reading of Medical books didnt start today.
DeleteMy mum caught me reading EveryWoman at a very young age. I didnt understand all the words but i loved the pictures. I was amazed at the sex positions and i was just looking at them. It didnt cross my mind that that was what mothers used to do. She came up behind me,snatched the book and hit me on the head with it.
Chai,i was quietly naughty o.
My older sis is that kinda girl that can not keep a straight face. She can laugh eh. Mumu laugh.
So one day, a man came to look for our dad. His coat was double his size and so misfit. I came to the room n told her about it . She don dey laff. Unfortunately,our dad called her to bring drinks ,she entered d parlour n started laughing. When they asked her why she was laffing so hard,chai,she talk wetin i tell am. I was summoned n asked to repeat what i said. I kept a straight face and confessed. The man laffed n called me a truthful child(i knew he felt like strangling me).
Chai,
I changed my handwriting n wrote a love letter to our cousin . It was supposedly from a guy she was eyeing then. I was in SS1. That lady had zero social life.
Chai.
I can sign Exit card then o.
I was in SS2.Give me ur apple and you will cross the gate and go home. Afterall,the housemistress had signed.
Adamu,the gateman,oh so clueless a man
I was quietly badass o.
I dont know why but people loved me.
I no dey vex but wen i did,it was hot n for a short time.
Abeg,childhood was sweet.
It was all about books,pranks, and tv.
Oh,i will never forget the Library in my dad's office.
That was my vacation spot every hols.
What I miss most about my childhood was having no worries at all only that which concerns my age then. Also I miss my dad's (may God rest his soul) pampering, how he would wake us up to share his piece of meat with him no matter the time (day or night) and how he takes us to Lernards to pick out our Christmas/Easter shoes.
ReplyDeleteI Had a great childhood that I wouldn't trade for anything, but am happier about the adult that child turned out to be, with all its attendant stress and all.
Childhood should be one the happiest times in anyone's life. Thanks Stella for this reflective post.
Mehnnn i remember when we used to go and play mamiwater at our neighbors house, they would come and call us to and eat lunch and would go back right after they would still come back and call us it was late and come back home in the evening. And all these neighbors nko today? We don't speak again we are all forming level or whatnot for ourselves. And later we moved from that area. Church memories nko when we used to all play together from childrens church to whebn we grew and would gist after service before we started gaining admission, traveling out of the country, going to other cities to work, getting married, having kid, what of how our parents used to pamper and play with us then buy us things from work going to start at my grandmothers place going out with her.... visiting amusement parks. Looking forward to Christmas and Christmas clothes and shoes they would buy behind us. Follow our mommy to meetings and meeting up with other friends. I am not yet married, I'm not that old but in my late 20s now. If I go back home things can't be the same again. too many beautiful and blurry memories. Brb when I remember more.
ReplyDeleteI miss my childhood days because i always came first in class when i was in primary school. From primary 1-5 unopposed! And you know the goodies that will obviously bring.😉 Chai. Now i can't even comment first on SDK.
ReplyDeleteBut adulthood is juicier at least, i have awesome curves. I didn't have curves as a child. 😆😆
Airhead alert. Do kids have curves?
DeleteNo I wouldn't want my childhood memory back! It's very bitter, remembering all d days we starved, or cooked without meat etc, even though am still struggling to go higher, but am better off.
ReplyDeleteOh God, please take me back to my childhood and make sure my mum and all my brothers are there. I want to see them even for a minute. They all left too early and left me and the rest in the cold. Childhood would hv been great if they were there but death messed everything up man.
Deletemy childhood .. very sweet. drink ogogoro my mama dey sell. me and my junior brother no be small shakis ooo.
ReplyDeletena the next day i recognise myself ooo.
longer throat no good oo. na just to taste o.. i come finish one bottle
Hahahahahah.....
DeleteI still remember o although I have no worries now but I guess in 5 years I'll have my own responsibilities but for now I'm still daddy's girl lolzzz
ReplyDeleteI used to worry a lot about the thought that we would all die, or the rapture and they made me understand that no families inheaven u would all be on your own as young as I was would cry and cry saying I want to be with my mommy and daddy forever. Hmmm my dad is late now..now what we think about the most is getting married, friends are getting married having kids when will my turn be...I remember when I used to see 23, 25 year old girls has big aunties who are supposed to be married and here I am today going on 29 and still single lol how do younger ones see me? It is well.
ReplyDeleteChild hood not fair at all.
ReplyDeleteStayed with a step sister that made the memories tears filled one.
Verbal abuse.... Physical abuse..... Always accusing me of stealing with stealing, is it the beating that follows... None to talk to, she bought the heart of all even my late mother, who gave me a terrible beating cause of her series of accusation.
*stop before you start......*
Been feeling terrible today,
Has not been easy afraid my kids will have a negative experience of childhood too, though I trying to go extra miles to make them happy,...
Left them at home today without their lunch.....m. What a life.....
*Feeling horrible*
*as though that I ve failled motherhood*
Awww.....i dont even want to imagine
DeleteBut pls don't worry about your early days
Concentrate on your future and try to give your kids the best times you never had.
Hugs
God forbid bad tin..childhood for me was hell infact I cursed my widowed mother always for bringing me into dis world,no food no house no cloth.nothing nothing.no going too school sef....it was pains all through...I started doing runs at age 15 to survive..abeg I don't want to remember joor
ReplyDeletei totally loved my childhood and if asked to re-live it, i would over and over again without taking any part out, the flogging were painful but put me in the right path, the shoutings were loud thats why i still remeber every word before i make any decision and now am almost 29 if i think of doing something stupid the first statement that comes out of my mouth is " my mama go just kill me".
ReplyDeleteIf asked to take back any event from any point in my life it would be the day i said yes to my first, thats my only regret in life. i am okay with where i am but i know i would have done better if i had not wasted five years with him, but whatever life is soooo beautiful.
I don't want my childhood back and I don't want right now either I just wish I could go into the future and see if its brighter and better
ReplyDeleteThe older I get the tougher life becomes
Jesus take the wheel biko and take it fast
Hmmmm
ReplyDeleteFor me my childhood was so scanty.i grew up too quickly.
I was the black sheep of the family cos nobody realy undetstood me.
My mum wasnt that fantastic mother and never paid adequate attention to her only daughter but i thank God i still got her and she's alive.
I was molested a lot and i kept it all to myself and at some point started devicing means to stop or reduce the attacks.
I thank God i'm here today to type this with a twinge of smile on my face.
Truth is........i barely had a childhood.
But i think i missed the rough plays somtimes with my brothers.
And this paying your own bills part ehn,i so wish i could trade jare.
The best part of my childhood was spent in church. I go to church sunday to sunday not cos I was spiritual but cos of my numerous friends in church. Church was a playing ground for me as child. Another thing I will never forget about my childhood - I could have died as a child but God restored my life. Was in comma for about a week or so but came back alive. Thank God am alive to tell the story.
ReplyDeleteI wish i could turn back the hands of time,my childhood days affected my adulthood because wen i was younger,my mum was strict with us,we don't have friends stayed indoors aside going to school,and in my adult life,i don't really have friends,am an introvert,love keeping to myself,can stay indoor for days without going out,sometimes i leave my family in the parlor and just stay in my room doing nothing or just sleeping.Another problem is i cannot face the crowd,i get nervous facing people,my body start shaking and i lose confidence(am suffering from low self esteem) all these things makes me wish i was just more exposed to people,events and activities wen i was younger.Pardon any gbagaun cos i was typing fast.
ReplyDeleteEnrol in clubs or groups...
DeleteWhere you meet people and even give speeches.. it helps
Thanks alot.
DeleteJoin a group in church.
DeleteDont regret the introvert thing o.I am one . I do all my talking here
I wish i could turn back the hands of time,my childhood days affected my adulthood because wen i was younger,my mum was strict with us,we don't have friends stayed indoors aside going to school,and in the adult life,i don't really have friends,am an introvert,love keeping to myself,can stay indoor for days without going out,sometimes i leave my family in the parlor and just stay in my room doing nothing or just sleeping.Another problem is i cannot face the crowd,i get nervous facing people,my body start shaking and i lose confidence(am suffering from low self esteem) all these things makes me wish i was just more exposed to people,events and activities.Pardon any gbagaun cos i was typing fast.
ReplyDeleteAbeg stella I don't want to go back to my childhood days,i like where I am. My childhood was going to bed without food and receiving beatings mtcheeeeew
ReplyDeleteStubborn geh.
DeleteBwahahahaha......
Play that stupid song from the days when we were young, everybody sing along everybody say...oh oh.
ReplyDeletePoju poju
Ojuju calabar
Tinko tinko...
Ehen, about childhood, I was a tomboy o. Climbed all the trees I could find and served punishments for it. Hahahaha. I enjoyed my childhood with many scars to show for it. But I still love adulthood and all the discoveries it comes with.
The queen so that y u always advise young ladies get hook with rich guyz,
ReplyDeleteI thank God for my childhood....we had it rough....but God was so faithful
ReplyDeleteI am thankful
That I am alive to tell this stories....I thank God
Now I want to cry.......God you are so good
@Galore
I honestly don't miss my childhood. I hardly remember and when I do, I em ever sad. I wish one could choose their lives before being born. Even though I don't have it all now, I thank God for where I em and who I em right now. That's all that matters.
ReplyDeleteI remember my childhood with joy,wish I could go back at times and enjoy those privilege again.All the same l thank God for my Adukthood and the loving husband and child l have.
ReplyDeleteMy childhood was mad fun.The days of sharwama, dallas bakery, chicken george, whispering palms, togo, lome, etc. My dad was an adventurous man and he loved taking us out. As long as money could buy it, my dad will. Nothing was ever too expensive for my dad. Nowadays, I buy 4 plates of Chinese rice and you'll see my mum bring out calculator. At the end, she would scream, 'Ha, owo koko obe ojo meji' It means money to cook soup for two days, I spent it on Chinese. She would consume it and afterwards she would say, oko mi, I know you want to spoil your mum, but let's cook vegetable soup next time. Just this afternoon, I wanted to order for a pot of edika ikang soup. She was sleeping o. Immediately she heard me tell my sister I wanted to order for soup for N4,000, she woke up and said give me the money, I will prepare the soup. My mum can manage money ehn, real Ijebu woman. Abeg, I miss my childhood and all the fun places we visited.
ReplyDeleteLMAO @ bring out calculator
DeleteYou indirectly boasted. 4 K still is cheap. that means the soup will be naked. What is Prewuikle, Snail, Cow leg, Pomo, Dry fish, Sharke, Stock fish. its more than 4K already
DeleteWow, didn't know shawarma went that far back.
DeleteNo wonder u are morbidly obese! Only u, four plates of rice! Ole!
DeleteMy childhood was mad fun.The days of sharwama, dallas bakery, chicken george, whispering palms, togo, lome, etc. My dad was an adventurous man and he loved taking us out. As long as money could buy it, my dad will. Nothing was ever too expensive for my dad. Nowadays, I buy 4 plates of Chinese rice and you'll see my mum bring out calculator. At the end, she would scream, 'Ha, owo koko obe ojo meji' It means money to cook soup for two days, I spent it on Chinese. She would consume it and afterwards she would say, oko mi, I know you want to spoil your mum, but let's cook vegetable soup next time. Just this afternoon, I wanted to order for a pot of edika ikang soup. She was sleeping o. Immediately she heard me tell my sister I wanted to order for soup for N4,000, she woke up and said give me the money, I will prepare the soup. My mum can manage money ehn, real Ijebu woman. Abeg, I miss my childhood and all the fun places we visited.
ReplyDeleteI like you. I really do. I don't know you but I wish you the best in life. I pray you find what you truly desire in life.
DeleteY do u lie like dis ehn? Ah fear God
DeleteUhmmmmm, I remember my childhood days@ ilesa,it was so full of fun.miss all my friends, my days@ ilegrams was full of fun fun and fun,mehn,but now jungle don mature
ReplyDeleteLols,my hubby went to that school.1993 set or so
DeleteI really miss my childhood days...things like my dad buying unripe plantain chips for us when he out, club sandwich (how i hated the taste, i still do)and taking us out on trips. i liked the fact that i didn't have to worry about paying bills or anything like that. I only requested and got more than what i asked for. now i have to struggle with bills, money for rent, clothes, saVe for a vacation.....the list is endless biko. all the same, i am so blessed and i am thankful for where i am today and pray for a better tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteMy childhood sucks
ReplyDeleteBoth hood with specific and particular sweetness
ReplyDeleteSweet n bitter.
ReplyDeleteThe day I picked my 'Queen Prima' to read on my own, I was in Pri 1 then, was the day I brought wahala upon myself, elder sister picked cain that I shld start reading - for where! Omo see flogging n reading...chai uwa nka sef!
If my play mates do not help me farm in our garden, you dare not enter there to pick any fruits during raining season. hahahhahahaahahha.
So many things shah but I thank God for everything both good and bad.
No... cant wish for times gone.. cant look back at the pains, heartache, disappointments... My present might not be as thick as I envisaged but am grateful am now my own boss..
ReplyDeleteEven with the ever growing responsibilities am faced with, I have never been happier.. I take each day as it comes albeit trusting God to perfect it..
Buh Stells I no go lie...the stress no be here I swear, sometimes I get so weighed down I even give in to tears, buh Baba God dey shaa..
#So am everteam adulthood #
I miss my childhood like mad ,i miss my mum she can shout for africa .i so love my childhood .
ReplyDeleteNo thanks I like the way things are now. Growing up with a wayward mother and a father who was always away. I dnt even wanna think bout it.
ReplyDeleteI can still recall my childhood. Funny enough, I don't miss it.
ReplyDeleteI don't have the best memories, and I couldn't wait to be grown and independent.
I started being independent at a very young age..Yeah.
I'm presently not where I hoped to be, but i'm thankful and grateful.
Grateful for the freedom, God's faithfulness, his meeting me at the very point of my needs.
Btw, I used to be so tiny when I was younger; I never knew I was growing up into one beautiful, & curvy young girl.
*Grateful*
This is totally me...only difference is that I wouldn't have been so bold to write it like this
DeleteI lurrrved my childhood. From climbing walls to pluck mangoes from a strangers compound to organising street parties with the neighbour's kids. We used to go house by house and ask parents for money to organise a Jamboree...Lol
ReplyDeleteI miss going to uninvited parties and one time for chased by a dog. The silly animal tore ny fine "2step" dress, fell badly and had a sore.My mum had warned us not to go out when they were leaving but I timed when they would arrive and when I would get back. My parents never hit us or insulted us but lets just say the pressing of the wound is story for another day.
I miss the fun fairs,eating plenty cotton candy and going home to purge!
I miss not having to make any decisions, eat, sleep, wake up, go out and play "mommy and daddy", " restaurant", "teacher"(I always wanted to be the teacher so I can cane them..Lol), "doctor" and the square gameke with you off the plane especially KLM.
I miss gathering plenty newspapers (even the ones my dad hadn't read...) and sending it to the koose/akara seller for free koose..lol
I thank God for life and how far he has brought me, I am alive to remember all these beautiful memories when I've lost a lot of friends who shared these with me.
LMAO @Being chased by a dog.
DeleteScary mehn.
I'm sure you peed on your pants.
Yours sound fun filled mehnn...
DeleteMy chilhood was the bomb! Wouldn't mind re-living it o, my dad was the best, a good hearted man and a wonderful provider, pampered us to bits! I always tell people, if there's another coming to this world, I don't mind coming through my dad.
ReplyDeleteHe's late now and I miss him so much, wouldn't mind going back to my childhood, at least I'd get to see my dad again.
SHARONNA
Awwwwwww
DeleteThat was my Dad too.
Now m all teary-eyed
Hurts me he didnt get to see d woman i Finally became.
He Loved my brothers and i and lived for us.
Sharonna,my Dad was a good Man.
a kind Man.
a Gentleman.
A peaceful Man.
I love you Dad and yes,i wil see u again on dat Morning wen d Trumpet blows.
Send me a hug tonight Dad.
Awwww.......
DeleteReally????.....
I just remembered Onabanjo, Obasanjo and Moji..... I wonder Y?????
Stay tight sis!!!.....
Daddy has gone to rest !!!
Wipes a tear!!!
Childhood memories.......hmmmmm.
ReplyDeleteMy mama nearly kill us with beans when growing up...if i smell beans smell now sef i fall sick...we had beans in all varaitions and i refused to eat any cos e too much...moi moi and akara nearly grow comot for my ears!..lol
ReplyDeleteHahahahhahahaha
Deletethat's me too o...LMAO
i bet no one hates beans d way my brothers and i do.
plus semovita.
Buahhahahahahahaahahaahahahahaa
DeleteLol. Omg
DeleteThis post is damn funny.
Anyways, aside not allowed to play outside my dad never finished his meal without sharing his meat for me and my lastborn(I'm second to last)
I enjoyed the fact that he'd always call me after his first name till date. My siblings used to envy that time eh!
Christmas cloth and shoes which was always oversized. Lol
Girls in my family were not allowed to make hair until after waec( according to my dad so that air can enter your head and refresh it for reading).
My mum ensured my dad never came back after the days work empty handed(even if na 10 naira bread or groundnut). So immediately anybody rushes to open the garage for daddy, the next thing is to look front seat for goodies. It always came.
So now I've passed it to DH, he must come back with something.
Hahahahahahaha.
DeleteMe and u na same stella.
My Mama Sis lived with us, She wan kill us especially Me with Beans.
I so so hate Beans ooo, As a Child I ate Beans as if I was taking Drugs. One spoon swallow with Water.
Kia!!!.
So te if she come go outside I go pour the food under fridge the next morning when them dey sweep them go see am.
Because of beans,i no dey gree go visit my aunty for Benin city.
DeleteBeans no dey ever finish for that house. Every afternoon,saturday mornings. Akara with onions,big sliced tomatoes,tufiakwa. Before the bag of beans reach half,her mallam supplier will bring another bag.
Awwww..beans z my fav food..d smell alone turns me on..lol.. #flakkie
DeleteI loved my childhood days, every bit of it.
ReplyDeleteI love being an adult but sometimes I wish I were still a child.
Too many fun memories mehn.
No strength to type.
Tired to the bones
Uhm My childhood. .. its was really an eventful one no doubt as my older brothers were too calm and I was extremely active, playful and a noisy child. So they all tagged the black sheep of the family, to worsen the situation, I performed poorly academically amidst my siblings and I didn't even care. My report card would always state that " she's too playful". But my gran dad loved every side of me and belived I would change and outgrow that phase. True that! Now my uncle's can't even believe that I use to be that playful child as am lawyer now, so calm and much organised wink:)
ReplyDeleteI can't forget one moment of my childhood, It was in pry school, then in school there use to be this lady they makes fried cabin biscuit with salt and pepper lmao... Everytime my class mate bought it I would alway crave and beg for a piece, that thing was seriously in my eye and I looked forward to day I would buy my own...We never had the opportunity then my parent wouldn't give us "break money" instead we had a lunch box and they got us snacks on our way to school plus we eat on our teacher's table during break hour(boring)... There was this Sunday an uncle came visiting and gave me #20 being the smallest in the house , OMG I was so happy, all I could think and see through out the day was that woman's fried biscuit in front of the school gate. On Monday I dressed up so early for school and strategied with my brothers on how we were goin to buy it and quickly eat b4 our driver comes to pick us. I didn't concentrate in class oh, I didn't even beg those that bought during break so I can show them pepper when I buy my own and eat under the tree while waiting for the driver. Lo and behold, it was closing time I quickly ran to my brother's class so we cud get the deal done b4 d driver arrives. We got there excited and salivating, it got to our turn when we were about collecting the fries as the woman already wrapped it in the news paper stretching it to me to collect with my change. we heard the usual car horn and guess who was inside "Our Mama" ghen ghen! my mum was super strict then. Naso I drop am for my brother hand run go enter car back seat(I used to sit at the front no one drags it with me)cold and calm with fear. My Immediate older brother was shouting" Mama'( my pet name) come and collect your buscuit oh, come and collect oh, is it not your money?" I sharply replied which money! I dash you the money shei u said you wanted to eat buscuit? I dash you now since," while the woman was there screaming " Abg come collect your change" LMAO. My mum was just calm watching the drama. Then she asked the woman to bring our balance and she collected the biscuit. Mhen i knew i was "done for". As she was driving she parked at one spot and gave me one heavy punch from the from seat ehn. Ha! Gave my brother's some " deckings" (as she calls it den)Naso she branch enter one super market oh bought cartons of carbin biscuit and salt, when we got home she ordered our househelp to fry and ask me to go explain how the woman makes it as if i use to help the woman fry it... Mhen if u see carbin that day plus the house help didn't even get it right, was so tasteless and dry. We chop ehn!under the supervision of my mum with Cane. See suffer that day. As you puttin it in your mouth she's punching you, if you chew with joy she will "deck" you. if you don't chew well she will throw slaps. Infact ehn that day ehn Jeau! after she was done with us she gave us panadol naso we sleep oh till Tuesday. After that incidence when I see the woman I will just run and pass oh, I hated the buscuit and felt like those eating it will die soon LOL. I no want wahala
Oh dear you have me in stitches.lol.
DeleteOooh my my
DeleteHappybaby,you are cray!
I swear,if una see as I dey laugh ehn!
My ribs are acheing
Hahahahahahahahahah....
DeleteOmg!!!...
Happy baby,this is so funny...
Lmao...
Lol. This is so funny
DeleteBwhahahaha 😂 😂 i laughed so hard. Hi5 jor. The decking killed me, jeez u were naughty. Hahahaha
DeleteOmg...I laughed so hard till I started crying..Happy baby don kill me with laughter.Babes dis ur story na d highest.lmao
DeleteI have heart burn at the moment, yet I'm laughing and crying! Kai!!!! Still lmao
DeleteI miss my childhood days. Wish I could turn back the hands of time so I can make some smart correction.
ReplyDeleteI miss the play with kids in the neighbourhood.
Even though we had it very rough, moving from one place to another, I still miss my childhood days without any responsibilities!
I like me now than childhood
ReplyDeleteI like me now than childhood
ReplyDeletewell I don't want to go back to my childhood days. my childhood days was hell, it was horrific . lost my mum when i was 6, lost my dad when i was 10, I was raped when I was 8 by a neighbour and was constantly raped by my sister's husband for good 5 years. was beaten by him and her and also surfer some sexual abuses here and there. but I'm grateful for where I am. I will be 25 come July and in my final year in school. thou there have been challenges but I thank God for where I am.
ReplyDeleteWow!
DeleteYou sure have been thru a lot
Thank God you came out of it all stronger
Hugs
Wow!!!!..
DeleteChai someone just remembered chicken George !! Lord of mercy the one along toyin st was great can't forget their meat pie and chicken it's the best I've ever eaten till date . Chai. I remember when they used to distribute rice and oil in victory pri sch . I remember mama custom food. Wateparks.
ReplyDeleteChai someone just remembered chicken George !! Lord of mercy the one along toyin st was great can't forget their meat pie and chicken it's the best I've ever eaten till date . Chai. I remember when they used to distribute rice and oil in victory pri sch . I remember mama custom food. Wateparks.
ReplyDeleteI love were I am now! Tho I miss d old days wen life was so easy and less complex
ReplyDeleteSo I realised I was growing up and on my own when momma's response to my demands were "I don't know,find it yourself"
ReplyDeleteOmg!!! My mom used to be the "Ultimate Finder" of all things lost!
You wake up and she will hand the hook of your stud earring to you.. no hassles..
She knew where the other pair of shoe was,everything.....One day,she decides you have to get them yourself...#RudeAwakening...
Ahhhhh i miss my childhood days, mom was a strict disciplinarian(she don cool down now) a teacher, that women literally flogged hell out of us once we staged an intervention all the kids we decided to think back if any one could remember been adopted, we say we go run but mumsy is senior, her siblings fear her too, we didn't know dad heard us and told his wife. She use am preach ungratefulness for
ReplyDeletemorning devotion for the next one week hahaha. My parents were over caring sha still are, before you ask popsi go give Whilst mum will scale down your list. Chai that year we dey time when mum is bathing to present our list to dad who was a two week in and out worker. People say am tough na my mama teach me and am grateful. Popsy go say never go out without money (vex money ain't a new trend to me). He will say a man's word is his bond! Oluwa gimme a man like my dad, make me no nonsense like my maami(the recent version of Her sha) in love and respect her.
Thinking back if perhaps someone beat you up in school mumsy will say why was it you they picked on, people plenty for there why you she go join beat you say you find trouble somehow.infact for been around the area you deserve small beating hahaha. Ff nowadays me and mumsy dey flow, best of friends. Been a child was fun sha but I yaff dreamt about adulthood for too long to give it up.
Childhood was OK. Lived in 2 rooms face me I slap u apartment with my parents and 4 siblings and was grateful to God. Humble beginning has helped me be a better person.
ReplyDeleteI remember how my dad used to put my school fees and sewing my uniform pocket so it will get missing.
I miss sitting in lorries traveling to remote villages in Kaduna to sell goods with my mum; the best in WWW. Trust me, growing up son help me ooo. Idleness is a disease for me. I am not there yet but hopeful to get a good job so I can take good care of my parents.
Child hood sweet no b small
ReplyDeleteThose days u can wear panties and play around without worries
Imaging going to school with 3 exercise book, one for Eng, Maths and General...., I saw myself sit down watch other people write during class work, Maybe I 've submitted the ones i have
ReplyDeleteI wrote two lines on an already rule line in my note book.
I developed a tiny writing just to maximize the note book, if it get filled up I am on my own
It is a norm to be sent out of school for school fees
Attend afternoon 12 noon school but have to hawk one thing or the other before going to school..., come back earlier your go another batch
Walking to school in the hot afternoon bare footed, under hot scorchy sun, ..... Looking for dirty gutter water that ran across the street to cool my feet... Her kids go to private school, with nead sandal and stocking
Going to school with torn worn out cloth while my step sis is a tailor.
My sibling will bring cloth for me won't allow me to wear then she 'l, select the best and keep for her daughter.
*can't hold the tears*
I hope things are better for you now,.
DeleteClean your tears and smile.
Oh Marabelle,i hope u are in a better plave now.
DeleteRemain strong and Happy Darling.
Dont cry baby.Dont cry.
Sending u warm Hugs.
I don laff tire. Fried cabin?
ReplyDeleteOMG.
Just hearing about that now.
Oh,i miss agidi jellof with okpukpu agidi.
As a child,i no dey chop .
Thank god i didnt end up anorexic. Multivitamins everytime.
I remember when a new boy in school took my 1st position in primary five. I cried all the way home. I didnt eat that day . My mum told me to quit crying n study harder next time.
My dad came back,sat me down and gave me a pep talk. He talked,i cried. That man loved me and he and my mum encouraged my reading habit.
Hahahahha@ happybaby laff wan kill me.....
ReplyDeleteMy childhood was happy and stress free, we didn't have much but I never had to think of the next meal....I remember days of watching Sesame Street and cartoons...if my mum sends you on an errand during Sesame Street tears will almost come out from you eyes cos u don't want to miss any second....lol...I rem reading ladybird story books, m & b, pacesetters, hardly chase etc..lol..Going to chicken George on toyin, going to apapa amusement park, bar beach...my dad wasn't one to beat but my mum could nag for Africa..my parents can sabi do meetings then...if you misbehave I.e when my junior sister and I will fight, they will come and wake us early momo for lecture on how to love each other and take care of ourselves when they are dead...lol..the lectures use to vex us but fear no go let you refuse when they summon you to their bedroom...lol..I was the eldest so I had most of the blame.....thank God we are all still alive......lol...sec school was fun Abeg ..I was a chief noise maker and could climb trees like a monkey. I was always cutting grass with langalanga, playing ten ten...rem always buying sweet bread from one bakery near the house....lol.I even got bitten by a dog on one of such visits to buy bread with my committee of friends...we went to look for bingos trouble, naim bingo vex. we all started running but I fell down and bingo bit my buttocks...
childhood was many sweet laughter filled memories for me...my parents taught us values and Gods word and my parents lived by example....I remember when I wrote my 1st jamb at 16...I was short of like 4 points, tho he was in the university system my dad refused to beg or scheme for me. He insisted I wrote jamb again and that even if he had to beg for me he will boldly say I qualified....I cried and refused to eat was forming hunger strike then oh, but at night the hunger that will almost finish me...lol...wrote jamb again sha the next year and got admission....childhood was good and I bless God for how far he has brought me....thank God for godly parents who had integrity and taught us good morals......my mum use to write me then and say " any boy who says he likes you and makes sex a priority is just trying to deceive you...lol...dnt totally obey oh, tho they got us grounded and even as we partied n had a boyfriend fear no let us do runs abi follow married man..These days I cringe at the way young girls sleep with married men. Then if we hear a guy was married, e be like say e get disease.it was like every married man was an uncle..lol...remb after uni I met a guy who was toasting me then, married man oh...lol...wanted to take me for holiday in London..he was ready to pay my ticket and take me shopping and i knew he had the money cos he had bought me a very expensive wristwatch for my birthday...but I was still refusing ...I was now thinking of what my parents will say if they find out married man took me to London ....lol...dnt have the liver to go oh...one of my crazy friends then called me biggest mumu....lol..years later when my eye tear And I was going through my process of suffering as a young girl just starting life alone in Lagos I was like what was I thinking? I will go to the London and call them from there sef..lol...in all I thank God for the values I was taught..tho I had days when I had no money to eat cos my salary was peanuts I still refused to sell my self short....some days I go to church and won't even have transport money to come back home till I ask someone or get a ride home...fast forward 24 years later, I live partly in London now and go back and forth....if only young girls will realise that life is a process and there is nothing sleeping with men will give you that he cannot provide in due season....yes life is truly hard for some people I Agree but there is always the honorable way out...
ok long epistle over...lol..
Hhnnmmm this post has given me a proper insight into how some blog visitors reason...it is totally where they are coming from....
Awwwwww Mamá
DeleteThis story warmed ma heart
Thank God for good parents...
Hhnnnmmmm merabelle your story touched me oh.....no condition is permanent and I believe God has started your elevation process.....people who maltreat others do so cos they have a low self worth and want others to feel that pain with them.....tears are part of the healing process too...
ReplyDeleteYou will laugh last
#E- hugs#
We did not even eat beans that much but 'corn meal' ana ese-ese.
ReplyDelete-The fighting nko, after fighting to narrate what led to it, cry won't allow me.
At Boarding sch,I forged our housemistress' signature n was signing my card every weekend n u dare not leave sch every weekend until I was nearly caught...lol When my mum died, things changed overnight, another phase of life stepped in, I thank God for seeing me thru.
The pains really shaped us into what we've become. All glory to God.
ReplyDeleteReading all these brought so much joy and tears.
ReplyDeletei wish i can turn back the hands of time. my childhood was fun. so many to count but i remember one that i cried all day.my parents provided all the necessary things we needed as kids. we re not rich but ok. 042 style.
i was in ss1 in SMC, my mum used to shop for my provisions each time school resumes. all she will ask is "where is ur list" i will give her and dad gives her money. she has never for one day bought every thing on my list. one time she travelled for omugo,my eldest sister gave birth so i was happy i bought all that i wanted. Nutrend, cerelac, goldenmorn etc. mum buys only goldenmorn. so my box was full, i even had another bag cos of my clothes. i was already dreaming of sunday morning as dad will be driving me down to SMC. it was dawn on me when my mum came back on Saturday. my prayer was she will come long after i have gone back to school. she asked when are u going back, i answered tomorrow. she ordered me to get my box and the things i bought. tears already filled my eyes cos i know all she will say and do. she removed the nutrend and cerelac and returned them to the man(our customer) and in place of milo and milk for the family. i cried till i got to school. i even thought she wasnt my biological mother.
Mnnn this should be therapeutic.
ReplyDeleteA lot happened growing up as a child, having a no nonsense Edo Mom meant I got beaten pretty frequently, I think she beat me for things I did in the past, things I had just done and the ones I might imagine doing! She was a stunning strong fearless woman and still is.
My Dad was a hardworking man I never saw, other than during international trips, even then he went off to work, we never spent time together.
They broke up, things changed, Mama nosey would not take no for an answe, she worked, worked and worked some more. She seemed to pause long enough to beat me for one misdemeanour or the other - I was a saint.
Uni was a place of calm, a safe harbour from Mama nosey's wahala. I graduated and found out that that stern no nonsense act was a facade to make sure my siblings and I did not fall flat on our faces.
They worked hard, they provided, they went above and beyond. Now it's my turn.
As for chopping beans, Stella we chopped it so much I bet osteoporosis won't cross to our side of road.
so much bullyng in high school..... Now they all fat. Now they fishing me out on facebook trying to bring memories I care less about. While I was a late bloomer I bloomed well. Didn't start getting attention from guys cos even my boobs started growing in 200L. lol. And when guys started chasing me it was like a dream that I could be chased. While all the early bloomers have become 'things fall apart'.
ReplyDeleteI learnt self confidence at a later age. I was never told I was beautiful. All the attention was on my immediate elder sis. I was an ugly child, I would never feed well enough. But when I bloomed, I overtook everyone :) I remember when my face started changing in the mirror, when my the cracked skin of my childhood became the skin without breakouts all through puberty even till this very day.
I hate looking at my childhood pics. I am a clear definition of the ugly duckling that turned into a beautiful swan in my teenage years.
My younger sis was a bully. She was fat and strong and would beat me to a pulp. I would keep crying. Today, she can't move until I move. She's too dependent on me. I am praying God gives her he grace to be independent. She's over 25 already.... Where did that fighter go? I wonder.
My dad owned a mortgage bank.... It collapsed.... hmmm.... Our lives changed over night. Chefs, helps, maids, friends, family.... they deserted us. We have picked up again and they have returned. But I truly have trust issues till date. I can't help it. It's non-negotiable.... Until proven innocent.
What else? Today I shop shop and shop. People don't understand that it's because during my growing years my parents had it really rough and I didn't have nice things to wear :) By the time they picked up I was already in Uni with a rich bf... What did I need their clothes for? My bf was already getting me LV bag, swatch watches and Jessica Simpson shoes.... hahaha........ I wasn't even needing their money again sef. I thought we were gonna get married, but life had other plans. I am happy he is happy where he is and I know he loves me more than her but I refuse to ruin a happy home amidst his incessant calls for us to sit and talk.... LIFE
Stella I'm Just moody today.... :)