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My hand luggage and backpack were meticulously packed for the journey, and since they were pretty portable, I decided to keep them with me instead of getting them checked in. On arrival at security checks, I was asked to declare all my liquids, and with a clean conscience, I brought out all my deodorants, perfumes, body lotion, liquid soap, toothpaste, makeup foundation, etc... It took me by surprise when, at once, the immigration officer gathered together all the above items (excluding one of the smallest bottles of my perfume) and said to me: “we’ll have to trash these”. 😳 You said…? I asked him like I didn’t hear him quite well the first time. And he firmly repeated himself: “We’ll have to put these ones in the bin”, he paraphrased. At that point, I was like “trash”? “Bin”? What’s the relationship between my newly purchased body cream and the bin? I really wasn’t clear what he meant and why for goodness sake he’ll want to shove all my stuff in the bin. Maybe the...
Something horrible happened to me recently. Turns out it is one of my 2021 highlights Quite a lengthy read tho... I was all packed to leave for Brighton from London. Had one piece of luggage and a backpack, with my purse hanging in front of me. Got on the bus, then on a train and then landed at the National rail station to board to Brighton. It would take 8mins for the train to arrive so I sat on a waiting chair where a young man was already seated, greeted him with a smile and sat beside him, with my backpack on the middle seat separating us. Train arrived and I jumped on it, sat on a seat beside the toilet but decided to move to another cos of how close it was to the toilet. My earphones were plugged in throughout most of the journey. One & half hours into the journey we arrived at Brighton and people were already stood up waiting to alight, I noticed my backpack was missing.😳🤯 Scurried over and under my seat, see if it was there, but no, it wasn’t. Left...
So I’ve always wanted to model, to be on a billboard, do fashion, makeup, or something. It’s a passion I had low-key. Not because of the cliched assumption that “every tall slim girl should be a model”, but because I loved myself so much, and wished to put myself out there. This pushed me to apply to many modeling agencies back in Nigeria. I applied left, right and center, but with no luck. Though I had reservations. And my reservations were that I didn’t fancy bikini modeling or pageantry. I knew what I wanted, so I just kept pitching and reaching out to loads and loads of agencies, but without any success. So one day, I found an advert on a billboard, by a modeling agency calling for models. I showed up on the day of the audition amongst many other young girls, but I got turned down because I asked questions. Lol Here’s how it happened: So after the audition, I was selected. And part of the process required filling some forms and signing off a contract. I sat down...
The UK has a very contagious reading culture. The habit of reading is something I find very fascinating, being a book lover myself! In the UK, you’ll find people reading books on the bus, train, plane, in the park, on the streets, and even while walking on the road (which is unsafe btw) lol. They not only read books, but they also read and leave for others to read. You could be walking around a neighborhood and find books lying outside someone’s house with the caption “they’re free, help yourself”. Snapshots of book lovers reading on the train/bus - captured by Progress Oberiko "Free books, please help yourself" In charity shops, you’ll find tons of donated books sold at very cheap rates. It is such a lovely culture. And lately, as a bookworm, I’ve found myself retracing my steps back to my first love – books! I’ve recently started Investing in books again and falling in love with my reading passion all over again. Not only with hard copy books but also audiobooks. Last yea...
(P.S: I've gat a message for you with this picture but first first, lemme throwback with this episode while you wait for the next) Remember that year na, old school days which began in Army day Secondary School, Effurun Delta State. Strictly on low cut, the screening dey start from assembly ground, das where you see teachers evoking hidden scissors ✂️ from their pockets to disgracefully shave students hair. They go roaming the assembly ground digging their fingers into the depths of our hair, as a matter of fact if your hair passes a certain level, be sure to have a free shave all the way. Supposing the 'free shave' was a decent one, wahala for nor dey, but the opposite was the case. Once you fall prey and the scissors lands on your head no amount of prayer can save you. The teacher leaves a straight route like the one leading from Warri to Ijebu Ode, with potholes to spice it up . Chai some teachers wicked! He does it in a way that no manner of amendment can...
I did something today that I’m really proud of, even though I ended up breaking down in tears after — Calling out racism! I’ve met lovely people across all races since I moved to the UK. I’ve had very pleasant and memorable experiences. But I’ve also encountered people who left me with unpalatable experiences. One very repetitive disgusting experience is RACISM! I don’t care how covert it is, it is evident and it absolutely disgusting! So today I discovered a massive mall not very far from me and I went on a tour. It is called Exchange mall located in Illford East London! One of the shops I visited was TK Maxx , I looked around a bit as I window shopped, and on my way out as I approached the exit door, I saw a security staff dutifully positioned there. I clearly heard one of his colleagues giving him an instruction through his walkie-talkie phone. He said, “The Black Female approaching, keep an eye on her”. Now, I was the only Black female approaching the ...
When you move abroad you’ll notice a difference in preaching styles. The gospel you’ll hear from Nigerian preachers is absolutely different from abroad gospel. While many Nigerian preachers focus more on tithing and prosperity, - Breaking generational curses, - Casting out poverty, - Binding demons, - Praying for jobs, husbands, - Praying against accidents etc The preachers abroad focus more on building righteousness: - Their gospels are less about wealth, or tithes, or poverty, - They preach about building a relationship with God - About how to be righteous, - About Charity, and helping others - About loving one another, etc Although different, these two types of gospel are valid and essential in their own way. But the former is influenced mostly by bad governance, which is what we suffer in Nigeria. It is true that people stop being overly religious when they move abroad, and this is because all the things they pray for have been taken care of by the government. The...
Looking for an apartment in London is like looking for a life partner. Very similar characteristics: You’ll see the one with a good location: proximity to market, bus station, etc, but has a tiny tiny room. 🤦🏻♀️ If you eventually find one of good size, the rent price will be enough to buy land in your home country! If you say you should go for a shared apartment to save cost, you will see the one with too many flatmates (4-7 people under one roof)! With a high tendency of noise and discord! And I don’t recommend this if you’re a student! You will also see the one that has only one bathroom (with like 7 Flatmates sharing it), and you’ll literally have to queue to shower! You will also find houses where flatmates have pets—pets that’ll be sharing the kitchen with you 😥 . And if you’re someone like me who has a phobia for animals, you’re finished! It’s just so difficult to find one that ticks all the boxes, especially if you’re on a budget: Space, locatio...
One of the proudest things I’ve done in my life is resigning from a toxic work environment. I once worked with this Start-up organization, where the CEO was a real bossy boss. He was walking in his “CEO shoes” every day of his life, he was so obsessed with achieving his dream for his org that he cared less about his employees! We would use our personal emails and our personal mobile number to reach out to clients. I remember suggesting that a work phone should be provided for me because the clients were beginning to encroach on my personal space, but I was told off and tagged a complainer. In so many ways we were going out of our way to help him achieve his goals for his organization, yet these sacrifices meant nothing to him. He kept demanding more. He’d give us tasks that encroached into our weekends even though working weekends wasn’t part of our employment contract, and when we fell short of delivery he’d scold us so harshly, making us feel like ...
Stephanie Idolor, a corps member, young lady who recorded little Success on her way from school, has not stopped receiving favors from Nigerians, as she gets a brand new car from Prophet Jeremiah Omoto Fufeyin, one million naira to fuel the car, and also a cash gift of five hundred thousand naira (500k) for her both parents which he asked them to share 250k each. The prophet claims that he decided to increase Stephanie's reward as God blessed him abundantly with a blessing too huge for him to mention, after he gave her 2million naira. Stephanie Idolor was given the brand new car days after she got N2m from the same prophet. Success Adegor, the 7-year-old had got angry because she was sent out of school because she had not paid her school fees. After her video went viral, the little girl and her family received financial help from Nigerians who were moved by her story and her determination to learn. The lady, Stephanie Idolor, who recorded her video and shared it online...
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