"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all."
Growing up as a child was tough and when i say tough i nor mean say i hawk pepper or tomatoes for streets of Warri. It was tough because i had to struggle to be heard among my plenty siblings.
They made the major decisions for me which wasn't bad because it moulded me into a strong woman. My elder sister stopped me from getting into Uniport some years ago. As in she totally convinced my dad that Basic is just another Pre-degree that it's a waste of time. I felt terrible because i'd already paid for the form with my money. And how my elder brother choosed Uniben as first choice even when he knew how badly i wanted Unilag and applied for Economics and Statistics and not Mass Communication (JESU! it was a total nightmare. It scared the shit out of me thinking i was going to deal with X and Y till i die) but fortunately i didn't beat the cut-off mark. Yes oh! Fortunately i was offered Sociology and Anthropology.
As a child i wanted to skip town. Places like Lagos, Calabar, Abuja... be like London to me. So while people talked about travelling abroad all i could think of was LAGOS. Hehehehe funny chei?! My dad always console me with "Your mother came with you to Port Harcourt to see me when you were a child". No picture no memory whatsoever so it never count. I remember the first time i left Warri for Benin with one of my sisters to buy Post UME Form in Uniben. You need to see the wide grin on my face as i stood in the middle of Ring-road. I don arrive!. I prayed fervently for me to pass if not for anything but for me to travel from Warri to Benin (Eze goes to school dat kain tin).
Yes i am adventurous. Pikin way dem cage na so e dey be. You can imagine a graduate having 4pm curfew and didn't make much friends either but my niece and nephews were more entertaining sha. I cultivated the habit of travelling (now don't start getting ideas). All i wanted was explore Nigeria. I have been to 15 States- Edo, Rivers, Akwa-ibom, Calabar, Imo, Anambra, Ogun, Oyo, Ondo, Abuja, Enugu, Bayelsa, Lagos, Adamawa and Gombe. I fit still add my state of origin Delta making it 16 lolz. Eaten some odd meals (wish i could remember the names), smoked shisha (pray my daughter doesn't see this hehehe), mingled with people from different ethnic groups.... the gist many abeg.
When i finished Service 2013, i took my entire savings #150,000 and invested it in a business. I was young(24), i was inexperienced. But i was an entrepreneur, and i was proud. I left Warri for Lagos 3 months later and became broke weeks later (mismanagement) and then reality slapped me really hard. Leaving home was quite challenging and going back home was not an option because i was too stubborn to return with nothing to show for it. .. After many waka dropping CVs in companies both Island and Mainland, applying for a position online 10 thousand people have already applied for, enrolled for dance class(that's a funny one, thought i could pull through but body break), worked 2 jobs in Lagos (spent most of the salary on transportation and feeding), even took a path in becoming a female disc jockey (nobody saw it coming, my friends say na joblessness cause am hahahaha)... i feel like God telling me "sit down somewhere and focus on yourself."lolz i now find myself in the city of Port Harcourt running a Food Delivery Service with my friend Chioma.
Challenges are what make life interesting and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful. Some of us are still trying to discover who we are, where our breakthrough lies other than pressing phone morning and evening. Well i just want to travel... get paid for something i enjoy... be around genuine people... and find new ways to love the same man over and over.
Take the risks... Indeed if you never try you will never know.
Growing up as a child was tough and when i say tough i nor mean say i hawk pepper or tomatoes for streets of Warri. It was tough because i had to struggle to be heard among my plenty siblings.
They made the major decisions for me which wasn't bad because it moulded me into a strong woman. My elder sister stopped me from getting into Uniport some years ago. As in she totally convinced my dad that Basic is just another Pre-degree that it's a waste of time. I felt terrible because i'd already paid for the form with my money. And how my elder brother choosed Uniben as first choice even when he knew how badly i wanted Unilag and applied for Economics and Statistics and not Mass Communication (JESU! it was a total nightmare. It scared the shit out of me thinking i was going to deal with X and Y till i die) but fortunately i didn't beat the cut-off mark. Yes oh! Fortunately i was offered Sociology and Anthropology.
As a child i wanted to skip town. Places like Lagos, Calabar, Abuja... be like London to me. So while people talked about travelling abroad all i could think of was LAGOS. Hehehehe funny chei?! My dad always console me with "Your mother came with you to Port Harcourt to see me when you were a child". No picture no memory whatsoever so it never count. I remember the first time i left Warri for Benin with one of my sisters to buy Post UME Form in Uniben. You need to see the wide grin on my face as i stood in the middle of Ring-road. I don arrive!. I prayed fervently for me to pass if not for anything but for me to travel from Warri to Benin (Eze goes to school dat kain tin).
Yes i am adventurous. Pikin way dem cage na so e dey be. You can imagine a graduate having 4pm curfew and didn't make much friends either but my niece and nephews were more entertaining sha. I cultivated the habit of travelling (now don't start getting ideas). All i wanted was explore Nigeria. I have been to 15 States- Edo, Rivers, Akwa-ibom, Calabar, Imo, Anambra, Ogun, Oyo, Ondo, Abuja, Enugu, Bayelsa, Lagos, Adamawa and Gombe. I fit still add my state of origin Delta making it 16 lolz. Eaten some odd meals (wish i could remember the names), smoked shisha (pray my daughter doesn't see this hehehe), mingled with people from different ethnic groups.... the gist many abeg.
When i finished Service 2013, i took my entire savings #150,000 and invested it in a business. I was young(24), i was inexperienced. But i was an entrepreneur, and i was proud. I left Warri for Lagos 3 months later and became broke weeks later (mismanagement) and then reality slapped me really hard. Leaving home was quite challenging and going back home was not an option because i was too stubborn to return with nothing to show for it. .. After many waka dropping CVs in companies both Island and Mainland, applying for a position online 10 thousand people have already applied for, enrolled for dance class(that's a funny one, thought i could pull through but body break), worked 2 jobs in Lagos (spent most of the salary on transportation and feeding), even took a path in becoming a female disc jockey (nobody saw it coming, my friends say na joblessness cause am hahahaha)... i feel like God telling me "sit down somewhere and focus on yourself."lolz i now find myself in the city of Port Harcourt running a Food Delivery Service with my friend Chioma.
Challenges are what make life interesting and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful. Some of us are still trying to discover who we are, where our breakthrough lies other than pressing phone morning and evening. Well i just want to travel... get paid for something i enjoy... be around genuine people... and find new ways to love the same man over and over.
Take the risks... Indeed if you never try you will never know.
For a simple warri geh, this is an Interesting piece.
ReplyDeleteI always tell myself to try new things despite the risks involved. It's not really easy though.
But like they say "Wetin nor kill u go make you strong, gidigba!!!".
na so brotherly.
DeleteNice one Miss vee...Risk concept Noted!! Big Gbosa pan you
ReplyDeleteMuch appreciation.
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ReplyDeleteThanks.
DeleteSweetheart I'm so proud of u. Love u mordan u know. Muaaaaahhhh. Don't give up writing even if u drop every other thing. I have always told u u r good in this area. Meanwhile I still have that letter u wrote to me... Hehehehehe... . This is just the beginning for u hun. XOXO. With love from Emikeemake...
ReplyDeleteThanks "Fairest of dem all".
DeleteThese words mean alot.
Nice piece Veezy! I had that moment. Practically rebelled my way out of the North...wanted to see those cities!
ReplyDeletehahahahahaha Glad you can relate with the story.
DeleteNice one Vee, so proud of you.
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile, no count Uyo wey you visit for less than a week join state wey you Don go oo Lol.
Nice Piece...keep the light shining... Much love.
Tina Stephanie Itohan Ose. Nor just go there. heheehe even people way stop for another state to buy akara de count am join. hehehehe don't forget i visited Uyo during Service for a wedding before i came down to see you.
DeleteThumbs up baby
ReplyDeleteYou made all this happen. You did bae
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