1./ One day a few years ago, I went to Dominos to get pizza with my children. While we were waiting to collect our order, a woman came in with 4 kids. She spoke to the server at the till, asking about the pizzas and the prices. After their conversation, she gathered the kids,
2./ turned and left.
They looked crushed. As they left, I overheard them asking mum why they couldn’t have the pizza anymore. From what I overheard of her conversation with the cashier, the pizzas cost more than she expected and she didn’t have enough money to pay.
3./ It was fairly apparent that this was supposed to be a special treat, but because she had misapprehended the pizza prices, she now had a passel of disappointed kids.
My order was ready and as we left, my daughter asked about the woman and her kids.
4./ I explained what I deduced had happened. Her response was that the mum could pay with her card; why can’t she get money from the ATM? I tried to explain the dynamics of money in the bank, cards and money withdrawn. It didn’t really sink in.
5./Driving out, we overtook the lady and her kids in traffic. The mood in their car was low. It was obvious that the failed outing was causing much pain.
I felt moved to signal her to pull over. I got out and we talked. Long and short, I gave her some money and she told her kids.
6./ Their joy and excitement over that pizza was something to behold.
Every so often, I think about that event; and I think about privilege. Privilege insulates people so much that they often cannot see the reality of others deprivation.
7./ It’s nigh impossible to relate because those deprivations are outside the realm of your experience.
Another event brought it to the fore for me. I was leaving for work and my daughter called out to me; “Mummy please may you bring some bacon on your way back home?
8./ I used up the last of it.”
I said I would. It wasn’t the bacon so much as her confidence. She wasn’t surprised that I would say yes. She didn’t expect it would be any other answer. She would have been shocked if I said no. She has no experience of mum or dad saying;
9./ “No. I can’t buy food because no money.” “No” she may be familiar with is you’ve had too much, don’t have anymore. But ‘No’ because no money for it is an odd concept. This gives her a certain brash assurance when she approaches life. Everything is possible.
10./ Maybe not quite a “money is no object,” view, but it’s not an insurmountable obstacle.
This is a factor which no degree of empathy will help her overcome. She may be thoughtful and considerate, but the anxieties hard-wired into one’s system from growing up without
11./ is something she won’t properly relate to.
In conclusion, sometimes, no matter how well-meant our words of advice and wisdom to another person may be we probably should just help if we can, otherwise we need to zip the lip.
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1./ At the dot of 4:30 a.m. Ekerete’s alarm began its insistent and annoying buzz. As he had done for the past 3 months since he chose that sound, he silently promised to change it to something more pleasing. But he knew he wouldn’t.
2./ His previous alarm setting had been a pleasant tune that made him want to linger in bed. After one too many incidents of allowing himself be led astray by the alarm and oversleeping, he changed it to this one that roused him and sometimes made him want to smash his phone.
3./ In response to the buzz, Ekerete stretched and reluctantly yet determinedly got out of bed. On those past few occasions that he’d deceived himself and lingered in bed, he paid the price by being on the ‘standing only’ BRT queue, catching a later bus,
1./Moments later, she exited the wet-room &Sesan heard the door swish behind her followed by a heavy thud as it slammed shut. He looked up to see her sauntering towards him. She was wearing one of his signature fluffy white robes.
2./ They were made to his size and she looked tiny and vulnerable in it. She'd knotted it loosely and her cleavage was enticingly open to his view but his mind was fixated on the dark puckered nipples he just wanted to nibble and suck.
3./ The upper curve of her lush breasts was on display, seemingly begging for more of his touch. She perched beside him on the bed positioning herself enticingly. Droplets of water ran in tiny rivulets from her neck down her cleavage. Sesan looked appraisingly at Kemdi,
1./ It had begun innocuously. He wasn’t an aficionado of social media. He dipped in now and again.
The day he “met” Kemdilim, he’d been frustrated at discovering the extent of the mess his father had left behind after his death.
2./ During his father’s lifetime, Sesan had sidestepped in-depth involvement in the family business even though it intersected with his own personal business. For as long as he could remember, he and his father had been at loggerheads.
3./ It was for this reason that he opted to strike out on his own after a few years working with other organizations.
Upon his father’s death, he assumed control of the business. That was when he realised that his father’s predilection for keeping multiple mistresses
Guard your heart. Guard your vulnerabilities jealously.
As you go through life’s journey, be careful the voices you listen to. The sweetest voice isn’t always true. Search the heart.
2./ Not every woman who speaks with a sweet voice speaks with a true voice. Search the heart. Search the motive, filter what you allow.
“Talk to me Baby, let me in. Tell me why you are feeling low. What is on your mind.” This is not your cue to bare your heart.
3./ This is your cue to search the heart. Have her actions shown a true heart? Why does she want to know your weakness?
Remember Samson? His destruction was easy because he listened to the sweetest voice. “Samson, if you love me, you will tell me the secret of your strength.
1./ You raise germane points, but one can’t exculpate govt & hold citizens responsible.
It’s a joint failure. The societies we hold up as examples aren’t better because the people are better. They are largely better because there are systems which enforce rules.
2./ People are held accountable & the administration of justice is fairly even-handed.
In Nigeria, citizens are comfortable disobeying the laws because they follow the examples of their leaders and it’s hard to enforce laws that you don’t abide by.
3./ Gradually the impunity that begins at the head flows down. If govt. officials disobey road signs, how will citizens obey?
If govt officials disrespect and pervert court judgments, will rich businessmen not do the same? It flows down.