All posts for the day December 5th, 2012
Finding Hubby (Episode 7)
And so Oyin Clegg broke out of her depression. Not exactly getting her groove back yet o. And she’s happy, a man might have finally killed the dragon to come rescue her from the dungeon of singleness with his sweetness. See me o, as Ossy is making me wax lyrical. Me that called in sick at work that morning was in a cab en route the airport, looking all fly, omo toh badt gaan. I wore my favorite jeans, one that made men turn around and take a second look at my behind, and a chiffon top with a hat to match and my very tech specs. I surveyed myself before my mirror for a few minutes. If you can have a tummy like mine at 35 without body magic and lipo, then you are one of the chosen few (some of you will say ‘Shebi I haven’t had kids yet,’ but darris your consign #yimu). Satisfied with what I saw, I called my cab man. I’m one of those that yab people for coming to the airport dressed as if they were going to a Paris runway, but heck, I’m feeling gay and intend to dress every inch so. I tried Ossy’s number again but when it didn’t go through, I kuku sent him a VN, expressing (profuse) thanks and calling him many sweet names I shall not mention to you.
Onto big girl things, I didn’t use any of those painted cabs. My cab man drove a black Honda City, with full blasting AC. With Lagos traffic, caused by unruly drivers, things like Lekki toll gate and the sheer number of we Lagosians that equate owning your own car to a status symbol, the AC is very essential.
After battling mad traffic, I made it to the airport just on time. Thankfully, Ossy had checked me in online and I didn’t have excess luggage, so I just went up, got frisked and went into the waiting area to chill for the next 30 minutes for my flight (30mins before is just on time for a flight in Naija). I was so engrossed in the Tunde Leye novel I was reading on my iPad, I didn’t notice her when she walked up to me, until her hands covered the screen. I was about to give it to the person when I saw who it was. And she was the last person I wanted to see.
Posted by Walt Shakes on December 5, 2012
https://mymindsnaps.wordpress.com/2012/12/05/finding-hubby-episode-7/
Move Over, Oprah! New Richest Black Woman in Town!
A Nigerian businesswoman Folorunsho Alakija has kicked media mogul Oprah Winfrey off the number one spot on the table of the ‘Richest Black Women in the World’, this is according to a report published by Ventures Africa, an African business magazine and news services.
Ventures Africa tells us Alakija, 61, is worth at least $3.3bn which stands contrary to a recent Forbes Magazine ranking which places her net worth at only $600m. According to Ventures Africa, Alakija is $500m richer than Oprah, whose wealth was estimated at $2.7b in September.
Folorunsho Alakija is the founder and owner of Famfa Oil, a Nigerian oil company which owns a 60 percent working interest in OML 127 that produces about 200,000 barrels a day.
Posted by Walt Shakes on December 5, 2012
https://mymindsnaps.wordpress.com/2012/12/05/move-over-oprah-new-richest-black-woman-in-town/
EZE GOES TO SCHOOL (Episode 3)
As a result of all the suffer-head (slang for suffering, hardship) that’s part and parcel of our way of living in school, there is one day – apart from the start of mid-term breaks and end-of-term holidays – that every student looks forward to.
The visiting day.
That one day – the first Saturday of every month – when family members bring with them a replenishment of resources for the famished students. Coolers of steaming home-cooked meals. A fresh stock of provisions. More pocket money. Affection. Laughter. And the general presence of home. Any student who was lucky enough to be visited knew what it felt like to be in heaven in that one day. In that time, you are the center of attention, fussed over by your visitors and gorging yourself with all sorts of delicacies that had been lacking from your life for the previous several weeks.
Not every student, however, is lucky to have visitors. Since the school is in the east, this unlucky lot is usually made up of those who live in such faraway places like Lagos, Abuja and Benin. And you know them by the glum expressions they wear on their countenances in the face of the exuberance of the majority. Some others effect a forced nonchalance, as though shielding themselves against the joy of their fortunate friends, and that usually works because they always have forewarning from their families not to expect any visitation. There are yet others who didn’t get to know the pain of not having their families around, because they had friends who included them in their repast.
Posted by Walt Shakes on December 5, 2012
https://mymindsnaps.wordpress.com/2012/12/05/eze-goes-to-school-episode-3-2/