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My HUSTLE

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If you see a guy working in a restaurant Or a guy who makes hair A guy who works in a bakery A guy who fixes eyelashes for ladies A guy who does manicure and pedicure A guy who does “Michai” A guy who sells clothes A guy who is a photographer A guy who works in a bakery A guy who is an artist A guy who is a vulcanizer A guy who is a welder A guy who is a cab man A guy who drives keke Even the one wey Dey carry “Konkray” Give him a hug, in fact pay him more if you can, Tell him Bro, you’re the real dude Encourage him You know why? Because they’re the real “HUSTLERS” At least they’re not ROBBERS They’re not RITUALIST *Whispering*...(They are not “G-BOYS) Patronize them and tell them their time is nigh, because the patient dog no longer feeds on bones, na STEW-RICE and TURKEY dem dey chop now. Be consistent because what seems demeaning might turn out be your “MAGA”. Hope you get the message and stop looking at my nails Instagram @diaryofafemale9jakop...

MY CHILD

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They could not afford the cost of education for the child back in the village so they allowed you carry her to the “City” with the promise that you’ll fend for her and send her to school. She got to your home and at once plans changed! She wakes up by 4am to make sure that hot water is ready on fire for your children who are old enough to birth her. She dares not leave the water boiling, she has to standby and watch it. She’s made to go to the market and buy items for cooking And when she comes back she does all manner of cooking, she’ll pound the “banga”, and grind the much pepper with the local stone. Breakfast is 8am but hers is always brunch. She’s not permitted to sit on the chairs in the sitting room. Are there chairs in her father’s house in the village? After a ceremony in the house where lots of visitors finish eating, she’s meant to do all the dishes, as numerous as they are, even if it’ll take her till midnight to finish, she’ll remain there while your c...