1./Parenting is an interesting job. Any way you slice or dice it, you will eventually do stuff because of your kids that you wouldn’t do for any other reason.
Have you ever been in any fast food place in Oxford Circus at the peak of summer? It’s a zoo. People are hot, impatient
2./ and frustrated.
Burger King opened on Ajose Adeogun this week. My kids informed me that it was opening. I was disinterested. I’m not a huge fan of burgers and I’m not a BK person. I like their burgers ok. But McD for fries and I love fries.
3./ Anyway, I knew that I would have no peace until we eat their work.
I trotted off to Ajose. See crowd! Wetin dey sup? Na burger oh!
I joined the queue. Parents like me. Teens, drivers taking pictures of the menu to send to Oga/madam and be told what to order.
4./ My number was 1097, they were on 1065. . . The Lord is my muscle. I spent circa 2 hours waiting for burgers. One mummy with her 3 kids still in school uniform chopped abuse from one daddy with his son, dressed in mufti. She took her L laidat. This burger?
5./ She understood the assignment; the kids must chop it. Her kids were all bright-eyed and excited. But well-behaved.
Anyway at last all ordered and got our orders. In fact, when they called 2 numbers before mine, my heart began to pound with excitement. Adrenaline loading.
6./ Chai!
Winner oh, oh, oh! Winner! Winner oh, oh, oh, winner! iNk you don win oh! Winner! Pata, pata you go win forever oh, winner!
Hmmm I wanted to start dishing out victory high-5’s as one who had won battle ni!🤣🤣🤣
7./ I’m free. I won’t go back there until all those in Lagos who want Burger King have gone & the crowd thins down.
To Jesus be my hosanna!
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1./Not long ago, I attended my daughter’s graduation from secondary school. In addition to awards for excellence in academics there were awards for the best behaved boy and girl in the graduating set. I’ve always found that particular award suspicious.
2./What are the parameters for the choice? How do you select the best behaved child in a year group. I concluded that best behaved means overraw best in eye-service). But I digress.
Once upon a time, I heard a message telling parents to pray they raise kind children.
3./ Kindness in one’s children becomes more valuable as you get older. Not their academic excellence, not their sporting prowess, not the awards for best behaviour.
As one ages, the dynamics of the relationship between parent and child alters. The parent loses strength & vigour
1./Correlating real life to idealistic and online standards is important. Sometimes people online pretend not to know how hard real life is for many Nigerians.
There is poverty in Nigeria. Many Nigerians are barely living above the breadline.
2./ Recently, a friend needed a domestic help. The agent brought her someone. In the course of the interview, she asked the girl about her life.
DH:I’m 19 years old. I finished secondary school 2 years ago. I wanted to go to university, but my parents have no money.
3./ I cannot even collect my WAEC result because I’m still owing the school for my WAEC fees.
Friend asked her if she had been a bright student and if she was a science or art student.
DH: I’m a science student and I used to do well in school. My dream was to study pharmacy.
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.
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