1./ Is it me? Or is the world becoming too full of pressure?
I was having a conversation with my 15 year old son who will sit for WAEC next year. He advised me to start building his 9 year old sister’s CV.🤷♀️
2./ I’m like; “Huh?🙄🙆🏾♀️ Award-winning son said what? Build a CV for a 9-year old?”
According to him (he’s on the basketball and football team in his school), he didn’t start early enough to build his CV because he ‘didn’t know.’ But he wants us to start early for his sister.
3./ She plays football and basketball and she swims. She also studies piano and the violin. But he wants us to add some kind of community/volunteer work. If possible some literary stuff.
I’m like; “Guy?!?! Chill for Jesus. This kid is 9. You’re 15.
4./I get that colleges like all these things and they count but damn!
Enjoy your childhood. I know you love the stuff you’re doing. Keep doing the sport and all because you love it, but please let down your hair and be a kid. Soon enough life is going to come at you,
5./ and it will come pretty fast. I take God beg you guys. Relax.”
Now I know this may seem counter-intuitive. I know people whose teenagers have CV’s that look like they’re about to be CEO of a Fortune 500 company. But after that what next?
What next?
6./You get into university and every break is an internship.
You graduate Summa cum Laude?
Or with a 1st class?
Then what?
Graduate degrees? Then the hunt for that great job? You get recruited because you’re in the top 5% what next?
Or you set up that business? What next?
7./My point is there is always another laurel to be chased. Shouldn’t we moderate ourselves in the pursuit of excellence and success?
I think there’s too much pressure on young people and people in general to achieve these days.
We’re all on some wild treadmill.
8./ We rarely get off to look around and notice the flowers.
Life zooms past us. We promise ourselves that we will do it later.
When is later? 20 year old fun isn’t the same as fun at 45 years.
It’s funny when I hear people in their 20’s lament that they are behind.
9./Behind on what please?
A small percentage of people will get wealthy enough to retire in their 30’s,40’s 50’s whatever. They won’t be the majority.
Most of us will need to be doing something or the other well into our70’s. Knowing this, isn’t it important to pace ourselves?
10./ To live life while we chase the laurels?
I showed my son my shelves of books last night, I regaled him afresh with tales of my youthful shenanigans. I told him how these days, the window to be totally carefree is limited because now I have adult responsibilities.
11./ I enjoyed my youth and while I may look back and smile, I don’t want to go back. There are few things I wanted to do that I didn’t have a go at.
To everything there’s a season.
There’s a time to be a kid and a time to take up the mantle of adulthood.
12./ In and amongst raising responsible children, I want them to remember that they are children and to make the most amazing childhood memories they can.
There’s no second bite at the apple. One go. That’s all we get.
1./ The first day I met Mr. X, he impressed me with his diligent care for his neighbour. They probably have an ongoing reciprocity, but because more often than not, it’s the schisms in our inter-ethnic relationships that are emphasised,
2./ I notice when I see points of unity.
It was a gloomy Thursday morning. I typically avoid going to market on Thursdays because the Lagos Markets Environmental Sanitation means that the traders do not open before 10a.m. Some don’t bother to show up until much later if at all.
3./ They take it as a rest day of sorts. But for a bunch of reasons, I found myself in the market. I wanted to buy tomatoes, tatashe etc. I took the route driving past Iddo market. Most traders had their stalls and wares covered but this stall was slightly open.
1./ Someone who farms a small holding on the outskirts of Lagos was telling me how small-scale farming works in that area. Interested people borrow money, rent and clear plots, buy seeds and plant the farms.
2./ They usually plant corn because it’s ready for harvest in three months and they can get their returns asap. Sometimes they mix it up with some cassava which “moves” in the market.
When harvest draws near, they are excited because soon they will see their returns.
3./ Lately it hasn’t been working that way.
The nature of the farm work is that they do not daily walk through the farm. One section today, another section another day. Plus they have petty jobs on the side to help with income.
1./ A friend was telling me about a family that’s in disarray following the death of its patriarch.
The children are locked in legal battles for the estate of the deceased. The will is being contested.
2./ Lawyers are making money and the feud has become extremely bitter.
The story made me sad because the feud is now intergenerational.
As the children of the deceased became polarized, the grandchildren inherited their parents’ battles and have also become bitterly divided.
3./ They are unlikely to maintain any bonds either. Unfortunately, the matriarch of the family pre-deceased the patriarch and for various reasons, no older relative or other friend of the family has been able to mediate.
1./ Famous last words. I’ve always boasted; “Can never be me.”
I’m the queen of give them the same energy. If I sense disrespect, I move. All the sound bites? I’ve mouthed them at some time or the other. Truth is, they were empty words.
2./ My friend Shollzz used to say to me with a knowing smile, “Tiwa, your problem is that the right guy hasn’t come along to press the right buttons. When the right guy presses the right buttons, you will discover first-hand that you have a mumu-button like the rest of us.
3./ That time, you will experience up close and personal the meaning of the term mumu-button.”
In response I would snort with laughter and look at her derisively because I was cocksure. “IT CAN NEVER BE ME.”
I’m the queen of give them the same energy. If I sense disrespect, I move. All the sound bites. I’ve mouthed them at some time or the other. Truth is, they were empty words.
2./ My friend Shollzz used to say to me, “Tiwa, your problem is that the right guy hasn’t come along to press the right buttons. When the right guy presses the right buttons, you will have up close and personal understanding of the term mumu-button.”
3./ In response I would snort with laughter and look at her derisively because I was cocksure. “IT CAN NEVER BE ME.”
It’s not that I’m big-headed or anything like that. But when you’re hot and you know it. . .🤷♀️
Without being conceited, I know I’m an entire spec.
1./ My 2 oldest daughters are in university. They see and experience many new things.
I have no doubt that they don’t tell me EVERY SINGLE THING. But they tell me a lot.
Once a upon a time, my relationship with them was more parent-child. As they’ve grown older,
2./ I recognise that as much as they need me to be a parent, in an uncertain world with numerous new challenges and ideas, they also need a friend whom they feel able to talk to and ask for advice. Finding the balance is critical.
3./ They need to be able to run to me as protective mama bear, yet they also need someone to ask random advice and just to gist for the sake of it among so much else.
It’s sometimes hard to evolve from being “the parent” if you haven’t always allowed yourself to wear both hats.