Gratitude: I will forever be.
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**[No 1, 3rd/2/23]**
Hello everyone, this post is enveloped with thanksgiving remarks! Honestly, I do not know where to start and how to end it but all I can say now is that I am so grateful for everything entirely beginning in January! It has been super stressful for me from the 18th of December till January 31st. The full deets will be narrated tomorrow in an elongated form.
I had peace after everything was settled like real peace hehe, I don't know if there is anything like counter peace but it was momentary at that time but as of the time of this writing, I have satisfactory peace. I can feel the intense phenomenon of appreciation triumphing within me, kind of I feel accomplished, and fulfilled, catching the atmospheric breakthrough and whole excitement.
Have you ever been in a position of assisting someone in everything from the onset till the execution of it? How do you feel when you did that out of generosity and genuineness? Of course, sometimes there will be minor setbacks but I thrive further to ensure the successful progress of those plans. That is how I am feeling at this instant like I am happy for him in every facet of this mission.
At a time during market errands, I had an accident that wanted to limit my movements but I got so lucky that it wasn't as bad as the impact hit me. I had a twist or perhaps a shift in the Lateral Malleolus and Calcaneus area of my leg, leaving it swollen for a while. I was literally in pain, leaping at interval times that very day and I had a fair share of those in pain whose legs were amputated maybe from an accident or unforeseen circumstances that they didn't wish for themselves.
I feel numb most times, like I said earlier I am deeply grateful for a swift recovery as at the time of this writing I still have minor sharp pains when I walk especially when I walk through a rocky road. If you have any advice about this that would help me combat this pain, please feel free to drop them in the comment section. I would be there to seek more insights, thank you!
I am giving my utmost appreciation to GOD, the person who meant the world to me and also my humble self and to any divinity in the world that agreed with my faith to make it possible for this to bounce into reality.
Have you been in such a state of thankfulness that you don't know how to convey every deets of it but within you, you know that even the universe was in agreement with you?
Have you had this devoted feeling that your heart leap for joy and you feel triumphant despite challenges?
**Till next time guys, stay FIERCE🤗!!**
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Technology on Education.
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*As the globe evolves today, cultural behaviors, archaic lifestyle, traditional paths, and civilization walk in the light of technology.*
*I recalled vividly those times during my college days, there was nothing compared to the swift change in technology modifying education in every area today. The comparison of then and now played out a huge difference and impact on students including myself. With the improvement of technical gadgets like computers, Tablets, smartphones, mechanical wristwatches, laptops, cameras, microphone/public address systems, electronic whiteboards, and projectors; classrooms are much more convenient and comfortable for the students to assimilate pedagogy.*
*With the whole advent of civilization, the world will forever continue to culminate to make life and learning much easier. In the outgrowth of the COVID-19 virus, a means of learning was implemented “Online Education” and it became the norm. Forums like zoom meetings, Google classroom, and so forth were created so that students won't be taken aback by their studies.*
*It was much easier and extremely helpful for me as a student. During my first university program, we were almost two hundred students and when a lecturer commences a lecture it becomes hard for most people at the end to understand or even grasp what was being thought. At a time, we contributed collectively and got a public address system to help spread the lecture going on, and ever since then, no one complained about not hearing.*
*Certain areas of schooling require the usage of these gadgets and if they eventually are omitted, many systems would be out of balance. Pieces of information would no longer be passed to students in groups and so many aspects would be difficult. I'm a big fan of using laptops to do basic projects and assignments in school and it was worthwhile.*
***DID THOSE GADGETS CONSTITUTE A DISTRACTION?*** https://peakd.com/hive-153850/@cescajove/hl-technology-on-education
*Firstly, I must say this! There's time for everything. Once your mind is focused on something try as much as possible to finish off that task before anything else. These technical appliances can cause a distraction that's only when you allow it. Of course, it can bring about minor distractions but overwhelming yourself would make it worse.*
*The internet can be quite tricky! I'm sure most of us have fallen victim to it several times. Imagine coming to your computer or phone to check something out which is an assignment only to find yourself digging into social media accounts, facebook-ing, Whatsapp-ing, Twitter-ing, and Instagram-ing instead of researching for your projects! I'm sure you know this! If you give yourself a reason to be distracted, surely you would be distracted.*
***And what do YOU THINK IS THE FUTURE OF EDUCATION CONCERNING TECHNOLOGY IN YOUR OPINION?*** https://peakd.com/hive-153850/@cescajove/hl-technology-on-education
*Well, Technology has come to stay because without it the world would be in a complicated form where everything has to be manually done like imagining traveling a long distance to deliver mail rather than sending it over the internet to the recipient.*
*Technology in the future of education would birth an increase in creativity in all forms, give rise to a better generation, give rise to a comfortable and standard environment, also shape individuals' mentality, and ultimately provide online jobs for students.*
*Hopefully in the near future robot teachers will be the ones teaching students but let's hope it doesn't come to that yet because it has its benefits and detriments.*
*I hope you enjoyed reading this post, if you have anything to contribute to this? Drop it in the comment section let's dialogue...*
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Who has meant the most for you?
SOMEONE WHO HAS MEANT THE MOST TO ME IN MY LIFE SO FAR
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Many of you would be expecting the parental role to be the main topic for this article, well not to be excluded. They play a major role in my upbringing, not my welfare. I know how ill it is to talk about your parents after all the efforts in bringing you into this world but I am not shaming them ever. I would never want to do that even on platforms like this, moreover I am discreet and I have always been a reserved kind of person.
Just this morning while going through my Instagram feeds, I stumbled upon a blog that reported a case of a fourteen-year-old girl whose father had been molesting and maltreating her ever since she turned fourteen and her mother was aware but reluctantly wouldn't do anything. That beats me to a stupor! This went on till she was twenty-one and decided to run away. She dropped out of university because her father, who was paying her tuition fee, had been inviting her to a hotel for sexual fulfillment in exchange for her school needs. Read here to find out more here https://www.instagram.com/p/CnuCIjMNDri/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
The moral of this story is how she will grade her parents. I have this feeling she would be so traumatized by everything and even would be considering suicide at some point. To avoid digressing further, I have a few similarities on the side of the effects, not the tragic story.
SOMEONE WHO HAS MEANT THE MOST TO ME IN MY LIFE SO FAR
Well, I didn't allow the trauma of my event to hold me down. I have always had someone who stood by me all this while and every day of my life I thank the universe for using him to guide me properly to avoid making mistakes or hurting myself. Growing up wasn't so rosy for me but it is what made me who I am today, resilient, bold, and confident.
In times when I would need love, care, and support he plays that role perfectly towards me, in a situation of sisterhood he played that role, in a situation of fatherhood he played that role and in some delicate situations that I seek advice from, he plays the mentor role too. He helped me grow and allowed me to follow my heart when I began my process of getting admission into the university.
What else can I ask for??
I pray every day and night for him to succeed in everything he does and always stand out amongst his equals, remembering how lost and distressing I was. All I had at that time was just hate and bitterness. I can say now that I am no longer the person you met the last seven years, I am a new breed with the passion to make the best of my life. I can say that I love my parents because, without their anguish from them, I wouldn't be who I am today.
Well, the person whom I am talking about is my uncle, my mom's immediate younger brother. He is an upcoming music artist who has been making waves in the music industry. His drive for music began after the death of his dad (my grandpa) according to stories I have heard, he took over this musical career from him and he pursues it to keep his father's legacy alive likewise his passion.
So far, he is the someone who has meant the most to me in my entire life, maybe let us see if my husband (not yet married) will beat him to that, hehe!
Till next time guys, stay AWESOME!!
Special thanks to @Coolmidwestguy for reminding me of my experiences and how it impacted me today.
Offline vs Online
With the advancement of technology, the world is much more modernized contrary to those days when individuals scurried here and there exchanging goods and services for monetary value or consumption. Ever since the advent of civilization, purchasing products from shops, stores, or markets never ceased to exist. Technology improvement in the marketplace gave rise to internet shopping while the normal routine became a tradition for everyone.
As of recent, internet shopping has been the order of the day while traditional shopping is becoming a consideration to many individuals. Hence, there are certain limitations attached to both terms which are the disadvantages and the advantages. So the term "choose-your-poison" depends on whom. After all, every individual knows their scale of preference but this may vary in times of the season.
One thing about internet/online shopping is that it lacks thorough and physical examinations of products that physical shopping has. The satisfaction that is gotten from purchasing a particular desired product, sparks a beam on one's face. Although online shopping can give you nearly the same satisfaction then it depends on the quality of the package received.
Particularly for me, I would rather choose to purchase items in the market by myself. There's no greater lesson I might learn from the differences in types or kinds of products available at hand. Meanwhile, during this Christmas season, I was entangled with some activities which included going to the market to get imported products.
During that process, I went to two different markets. The other one was a shopping mall and I was utterly flabbergasted lol! I began doing some comparisons between those products which apparently were staring at me at the moment and that of the previous day in the market. Most items in stock at the mall were three times more expensive than the previous market price, what the hell?!?!
What pissed me off was after sorting the items on my list, I went straight to the counter with my trolley. When it was my turn to be attended to, I unpacked my items on the board to allow easy reach of my items for estimation. Then he said and I quote “Ma, the total sum is #87,000 naira (in $112 plus)”. I was like huh!? Then I agreed and brought out my debit card and paid, after a while my receipt was handed to me (image below) and I saw VAT fees included another fee that summed it up to 87,945 nairas.
You see that extra money in the form of fees bla bla bla can get more things in the market but it's all for good!
Although most things I got from the shopping mall weren't available at the market! *At least the importer told me that earlier! I expected it! But not three times higher!* Imagine standard slippers going for the price of #12,000 naira (in $16). Well, anyone can get it but not me! Let's not divulge further, the actual reason for this deets is to relate with you the reason I prefer physical shopping to an online shop and the lessons, and experiences I got from them.
One beautiful thing about online shopping is the convenience and time. One reason I can equally shop online might be because such an item isn't available in the market and the time spent walking through the market is enough to dedicate to other tasks. Probably, it might be a moment when such an item is needed urgently then an order is placed.
I still prefer physical shopping more because I do not want to hear what I ordered versus what I got! Trust me, those rumors are so trendy but when it strikes no one would be happy about it. That still wouldn't stop me from ordering online because there are trusted sites where you can get your products and your delivery is assured.
Like I said earlier, both have their advantages and disadvantages but fix yourself in whatever suits you then when it's needed.
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Unlimited Grace
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Happy New Year Hivers ...
I wish you all a great year filled with awesome possibilities and adventures that would bring out the best of you!
SHALOM FRIENDS!
Just at the peak of Christmas, my brother came with beautiful news that altered the plans for Christmas I had. Well I was pissed, to be honest, but although he is my junior brother I have to do most things for him.
It took me roughly nine days to finish up all tasks that needed to be accomplished to avoid lapses, the stress I encountered was second to none. So dreadful!
Seeing this experience shortened to this form of writing made me laugh out loud because I knew it was so durable that I hoped to see the end of it.
The last day for rounding up those tasks was on the 31st night and as tradition demands, there is always a crossover night service and that was the one I can not afford to miss.
In a rush to meet up, I almost had an accident which was quickly diverted by my bike rider and at that moment I realized how lucky I was to be alive to be able to witness a new era.
An atmosphere of gratefulness overwhelmed me, I remembered a few friends that I lost last year and my legs and hands began trembling while I was still in motion.
During those moments I was entangled with work, and I only wished to spend my crossover night in a church service in good health and strength. Then witnessing that little mishap jolted me back to a state of appreciation.
The night service was so good, joyous, and energetic that I lost my voice in the moment hehe... and today being the third day of January 2023, I am grateful to be here with you all on this platform in a good state of mind.
So it is a happy new year folks!! Hurrah!
Happy New Year Readcashers!
I hope y'all have a wonderful year ahead! Everyone that had contributed to helping me grow here in this platform...I am sincerely grateful for everything!
Love and Lights❤️❤️❤️❤️🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊💃💃💃💃
A response to Jane's contest.
**Hola Readcashers...**
**Welcome To My Blog...**
**I'm using this medium to wish you a splendor merry christmas🎄and a prosperous new year in advance...🎁**
Everyone seemed to be in the spirit of this season's festivities. The market has been stirring constantly around with people buying and selling items in bulk massively. One thing that I notice every time during Christmas is the swiftness of edible specialties being placed for sale in quantified, grade, enticing miscellanies.
No matter how things are difficult in this life there will always be a time of happiness and celebration despite the turmoils happening in the world. So I guess i'm happy hehe! No matter what circumstances, I am indeed grateful for the gift of life.
For this Christmas, I am not celebrating it at all although like I said I am extremely grateful to God Almighty for everything I have been through which I scaled with courage and strength... So many people lost their precious lives from depression, accidents, and unforeseen incidents but here I am with my heart beating lively.
**What's the hardest challenge you experience during the Christmas season and how does it impact you?**
*Thank you @Jane for this question...*
The hardest challenge I experienced so far during the Christmas season was this year's festive season hehe... I only wished for this season to be postponed haha 😂😂😂.... silly cesca!!!
I can't turn back the hands of time at all not even in my next world.
**Reason**
The reason is that the situation in this country is so bad that almost everyone is complaining about the difficulties they face and the high cost of living. Normally, before the 25th of December, the road will be so free due to the high number of individuals traveling to different states or precisely their hometowns but you see this very season no one did! Infact it just looked like no one traveled because the road is not traffic-free.
I just got back from the market and from the look of things, I wonder if people are truly complaining of hardship! Everyone buys live chicken and turkey, food items in large amounts haha... Now I wonder where's the hardship but all I know is that it's good to celebrate seasons like this.
**The Impact**
What I learned from all of this is to enjoy your life anytime you have the resources because this season would come once in a while.
If anyone spends so much on this season they should also remember that next year the hustle and hassle of life continues.
Thanks so much for having me do this @Jane and I wish all readcashers a happy merry Christmas🎄🎄🎄
Are y'all going to leave the platform??
Especially now that Rusty is leaving us??...we shall know with time anyways.. this news spreads like a wildfire!!
Rusty😍... just know that you were loved and appreciated!!!!
Redefined Vow.
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When the weekend is fast approaching, I know what I am envisioning almost every time. My dad has a big penthouse which I called a playing ground because it wasn't roofed. Those times when Saturday is around the corner and all I can feel is excitement and jubilation.
Adjacent to the building was a very large auditorium that was used for so many events like public gatherings, stage performances, birthday bashes, and wedding reception/ceremonies. I used to love to watch whatever is taking place there be it a wedding or any celebration from the view of the playing ground. I could stay as long as I wanted calmly, enjoying the moments between the celebrants, the audience, and the spokesman who MC'd the events.
What also enticed me to keep my gaze fixated was the color of the day, how most of the audience decides to sew the cloth materials into different stylish designs, and the walk-in of the bridal maids of honor so elegantly and stunning, the round of applause and the marriage vows.
For a very long time, I have always heard the marriage vows and I am sure you know exactly those words. For the sake of this narration, this is it...
**“ I (name of the bride) take you (name of the groom) to be my lawful wedded husband to have and to hold. From this day forward, for better and for worse, in rich and in poor, in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow till death do us apart** ... *both recite interchangeably* ”
Marriage is indeed a union that both partners consented to be in and from the nature of life itself every day won't be so rosy because there would be times of trials and challenges but my question is “ what if every day of their life counts beautifully ” ??
Both look alike but there is a significant difference between the terms “ wedding ” and “ marriage ”. **Marriage** is the lifetime commitment and obligation of both spouses to live and act as one while **Wedding** is simply the main celebration of their union which is recognized and legalized as a couple. https://peakd.com/@hivebuzz
As much as I love the wedding ceremony, the couple's entrance, all the fun, and the glamour, item seven is inevitable for me lol, and the dance. There is one thing that negates my faith declarations and makes it appear unworthy of going into that lifetime commitment with assurance although it seems as if it's a do-or-die affair. That one thing is the exchange of marriage vows, as simple and easy as it is to spill out, the effectiveness of that sentence seals the marriage completely whereas it is just a word. An unbreakable solemn promise that's what a vow is.
This appears like the proclamation of the judge as he passes his final verdict on the culprit while the prison warden carries out his judgment by throwing the culprit inside the cell and that is the ring! The wedding ring is the smallest handcuff ever binding spouses in a cell called marriage, that's why one must choose a suitable and compatible partner
In my viewpoint, I see this as a license that some folks use to manipulate their spouses in such a way that they feel trapped in marriage forever because it states “for better and for worse, till death do them part “. The anxiety of leaving the marriage because it's said for eternity can creep indecisiveness thereby allowing weakness and vulnerability to set in and dwell. This is a concern of domestic violence, mental depression, toxic relationships, and other forms of maltreatment. I have heard and witnessed such brutality happen and traumatize folks all in the name of marriage vows.
**So, what if I had to write marriage vows for my own wedding.**
I wouldn't want an immense crowd of people to be present on my wedding day, a few gatherings of close friends, family, and in-laws present. My marriage vows would be pretty simple, this is how it would be...
**“I** ****(........)******, take you** ****(........)**** **to be my lawful wedded husband to love and cherish you always from this day forward in this holy matrimony for as long as we live together. I promise to stand by you for better and in times of trials, in good health and richness forever!** ... *both recite interchangeably*”
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**Why I chose this...**
I chose these marriage vows because it sounds optimistic to me and also promising to me. This would give me leeway in creating an everlasting advancement of myself and improvement of my marriage.
Another reason I chose this, would be a leverage of a way out (divorce) when everything turned out the way I didn't expect. One thing I know is that marriage brings out the real personality of a spouse, many spouses hide lots of information, secret, toxicity, and schemes from their partner only for them to discover in the long run.
This would be my reason for choosing personal marriage vows that would protect and serve my interest.
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*Phew!🤣*
During the most celebrated seasons, my uncle traveled for Christmas leaving me home to die of boredom and loneliness. I think this was the last Christmas if I am to be precise!
He made sure that I understood the implications of hanging out, flirting, and misbehaving. He went further to improvise fear and static so I would be confined voluntarily at home ... **an incredible way of limiting me, body and soul rofl ...** kudos uncle!😅
Well, I remained in a state of equanimity and I did understand perfectly until I got a message from my girlfriend saying we should hang out somewhere far from home. In less than forty-eight hours of my uncle's departure, I packed up some things and left the house for my hostel ... **y'all know the privilege of leaving outside school premises, lol yeah!** ... “*we asaaa*”... I quickly updated my WhatsApp status!
My phone chimed and a notification popped up, it was my uncle “*kedu nke bu we asaaa?*” meaning “*what's we asaaa?*”. I twisted it and gave him the wrong interpretation of it that it meant we are beautiful! when in the real sense it's a modified version of (**we are outside**) ... try pronouncing it together and stressing the end part hehe he believed it but I blocked him from viewing the next update.
My friend stopped by my hostel and we both made our way using an Uber ride to the reservation center at lekki ... It was just a girls' night out! But unmistakably she needed guys around which I am not comfortable with although I played along.
The annoying part was when she left me for a gentleman sitting opposite our table leaving me alone yet again. Well, I was without company but it didn't bother me because everyone was excited watching the comedy skits displayed by notorious comedians and some dance shows by a dancing crew. I sipped my cocktail intending to not gulp it down at a go because it was damn expensive, a glass of cocktail for $6 seriously??... after looking at the list of cocktails available on the menu, we opted for “*margarita* ”.
An attractive young man walked to my table and asked if it was vacant, I affirmed immediately but I made it known she was sitting with someone there meanwhile I was merely admiring him. He was, well, unique. He was handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance that could make him stand out in the crowd. He was dark in complexion, he had this crazy tinted hair, a well-groomed beard, and a good sense of humor.
I was dazzled and at the same time skeptical if he frankly chose this seat to sit or if he wanted an outing with me which in that area I'm not sure. I didn't flinch when he asked me if I wanted something, I disapproved politely whereas I would have approved ASAP!! ... I was trying to form a hard nut to crack! haha😂
In a few minutes, his order arrived in a bamboo wooden serving tray: grilled barbecue fish with chips and a small pack of coleslaw attached to it. One of my favorite treats😩!
I looked for a way to get him talking a little so we might converse better to join him devouring that treat...in my estimation, he won't be able to finish it, I suppose? lol... **hey! Wait don't tell me I am silly hehe cause I was famished at some point!** ... I cleared my throat intentionally and grabbed a table water, squashed it after sipping the remaining content to cause distraction but still, he didn't look my way.
My girlfriend who was having a nice time with her new friend gave me this suspicious look, she knew I was up to something but she hasn't placed her hand on what it is yet. I smiled at her curiosity quietly and continued with my attempt because that grilled fish was about to be tampered with. So I sat in a sloppy position allowing my foot to touch his for a bit, he reacted immediately by withdrawing his legs lol, and then he sat in an upright manner and began eating.
I wasn't supposed to talk/ask him when eating but that fish aroma coerced me to even when I attempted to say a word he halted me by displaying a hold-on gesture with his left hand and the only time he spoke to me was when he had finished the whole treat and washed his hands. I was sexily building a temper inside me lmao. He apologised for abruptly stopping me and asked me to continue with what I wanted to say but at that time the zeal was gone.
I told him softly that I admire his tinted hair and that the hairstyle was dope and he reciprocated the compliment by saying he admires the way I keep myself. I felt tickled a little and smiled openly. Then I felt like he was attacking me sweetly after many other compliments, I guess that was the pain of not having a bite of that grilled fish. I took the menu from the table, looked out for it, and summoned the waitress to get it asap!
Now our conversation began getting deeper with more compliments, likes and hate, background, and much more till my treat arrived. My friend hastily appeared at my table and she was already washing her hands! You can imagine the guts haha! Well as for the tinted guy, I left him mute after many questions thrown at me weren't unanswered. After a while, he left the table. As soon as he left, I questioned my girlfriend who suddenly left her former seat for mine. She said she would have joined the tinted guy truly if he had allowed me to take a bite. Furthermore, she said that the aroma made her tummy grumble. She burst out in laughter while I joined her laughing hysterically.
We had a few silly jokes afterward and went home, after a couple of days I left back to my uncle's home. I didn't mention this outing with him or else I will pay the price of being disobedient.
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Infinite Reminisce
Once upon a time, in those days when infatuation flourished within my childish mind and wishes became a facet that never actualized.
It is the prototype that pulled me very much closer to the Josh household. Growing up with them never excluding their well-mannered children nudged me into another whole dimension of the marital aspect.
This would be a perfect illustration of an alliance forged under loyalty, Respect, Love, and Humility. Just like it is regularly referred to after a momentous reminisce that **“ Memories never fade ”**
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Mrs. Josh is a woman who lived her life very peacefully and led her home with integrity, discipline, and positive influence. At no point in my life with her family have I ever encountered conflicts and rants or whatever forms disagreement takes, sometimes I am perplexed to not witness any at all.
Mr. and Mrs. Josh is blessed with seven children consisting of three boys and four girls, as at then the three girls had ripened enough for courtship and were ready to mingle, and now they're married with children flooding the whole house making Mr. and Mrs. Josh a grandparent.
I was very close to her fifth child “Ifeanyi” because we schooled together, studied in the same commercial department, and carried out tasks and assignments together. I had the position of Head Girl and he had the position of Social Prefect and lots more. To the best of my knowledge, I knew him to be considerate, disciplined, and gentlemanly.
Mr. Roland, a fatherly figure! His home is built with decency, love, in-depth respect, and zero tolerance for misconduct. He labored for his children to be in university all of them and most are graduates while the rest are still in session. His commitment, dedication, support, and unwavering love for his wife are incalculable. The bond these couples shared is unbreakable, enduring, authentic, and everlasting. A lifetime commitment in a relationship unimpeachably and worthy of emulation is what I seek.
The Previous Sunday, I had to visit them because we no longer live together. The same way I left that environment and their home was the way I met it. The love is still there infact much stronger between the couple, her children all grown into adults still maintaining ethics enforced by their parents. We had a moment discussing personal matters involving me, my education, and so on, and me doing the same with them.
A few days after that visitation, shocking news hit me so hard that I broke down weeping. It was so devastating and unfortunate to hear about the demise of his wife, which was on Wednesday morning around 6 am. My resounding wail woke everyone up and a moment of trauma snatched me. I wasn't myself, I was lost!
For every second of that moment, I asked the universe one distressing question. I asked again trying to piece the puzzle if it was their (universe's) wish for me to see her for just one last time. That very morning marked a bad day as I began to imagine what had happened, the welfare of the husband and his current state, the children, and how her presence would be missed greatly. Her marital duties and role are now vacant...my motherly figure is gone!
I went there this past Sunday, to offer my condolences to the deceased family. I shed a bit of tears unknowingly and withdrew the rest forcefully while looking at her portrait on the wall. It would have been a mess if I did and a push for others to feel sober! It was during my condolence visit, I asked if she fell ill or something but they gave me a no for an answer. She died a peaceful death at least.
As of today, her body rests in a mortuary till further notice because according to the traditions of the easterners', burials can't take place during a seasonal period like Christmas till next year. There will be a candle night for her funeral in a few weeks and after that, the burial will be fixed.
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Driven by illusion.
“ *Wake up Lucas!* ”, Lucia yelled in a distressing tone.
She pointed down the alley of standing stones shakily, she stuttered... “*rrr right there Lucas*”
Lucas pulls off the sheets and rubs his eyes to get a clear visual, he stood up and walked towards the window where his delusional twin sister sat and stared into an empty scene. He fixed his gaze where she pointed but nothing or anyone was there.
Lucia appeared extremely nervous biting her fingers and making some horrifying sounds while looking at her twin brother to affirm her suspicion but his facial expressions wore disbelief as he confronted her.
“*No one is there, Lucia*”, this is just an illusion, nothing more! ... Lucas gave her a consoling pat on the back and pleaded with her to come to bed.
She glanced shortly to the alley of stones, no one was there anymore, meanwhile, the stones were intact. Perplexed as she looked she professed that it was an illusion truly before going to bed.
Lucas lay still on the bed pondering on the incident that had just happened, he had only his twin sister to take care of. The tragic death of both parents on the exact day left her in a delusional state of mind.
*Now she sees things?* ... Lucas questioned the capricious behavior, expecting an answer from the stillness that shrouded the room.
The opinion of taking her to a rehabilitation center crossed his mind but he was unsure about her safety. As these thoughts roamed his anxious mind willingly, he drifted into shuteye.
Hours later, the door knob turned sharply and she forcefully opened the door. The windows rattle to the effect and cause Lucas to wake up.
Geez! ... He exclaims!
His pace increased significantly as he caught up with her.
“*Where are you going by this time, Lucy?*” ... He asked her while wrapping his arms around her. “*It's past three am!*”, he continued.
Luciana sobs softly and whispers inaudibly into his ear, “*she is taking me to see mom*”. He released his grip upon hearing that and inquired about who the person is, her response made him realize he would take her to the rehab center sooner. He was left speechless when she said that she was right there with her but undoubtedly it was just the two of them.
“*Let's get you your sleeping pills, com'on downstairs*” ... he insisted.
As she rounded the curve in the fairly narrow staircase, Lucia repeated these words in a chant-like manner ...
“ She is real, Lucas! ”
“ She is real, Lucas!! ”
“ She is real, Lucas!!! ”
The passage leading to the kitchen became silent while the light in the kitchen flickered consistently and then stopped when he entered the kitchen. He knows this is an unusual thing but he neglected it to not place fear on his twin sister. He asked her to sit while he brought out the pills from the kitchen cabinet with milk and cereal.
He placed every necessary thing for the cereal, pills, and a glass of water on a tray just for him to turn to where she sat and noticed she was no longer there.
The exit door was flung open and he ran out in pursuit of Lucia, yelling and calling out her name. He remembered the alley of stones and went through it down to the graveyard where their parents were buried. He didn't flinch as he went further to the exact tombstone where they were laid to rest when he got there he met the lifeless body of his twin sister and wailed bitterly.
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My Reverie
My facial display took a different weary look when I surged into the depth of my reverie feeling deeply sad. For hours I felt like I am not existing, for a second I felt I don't belong in this world. My existence took another turn when I felt a deep cut in my heart.
*argh!... I held my chest*
*then sobs quietly....*
I longed for a spouse who would call me "**mine**" and I would call him "**mi Amor**" wholeheartedly. Countless times I have encountered different kinds of my opposite gender flattering and showering me with pleasant and soothing words that make my heart race and the butterflies in my belly leap. Perhaps the guy who harmed me at the time merely played over my innocence as a youngster even at this stage of adulthood I might still fall for those talks, what a shame!
*sobbing lightly again...*
**"** ***Is it so hard to find a partner who's also wanting to fill up the romantic aspect of theirs, a person who's willing to commit to a future relationship??*****sigh..."**
Well! I am a successful entrepreneur. I owned a company at the age of 24 and I am a female boss, maybe I think this is what scares my opposite gender and keeps them at arm's reach. Even with my wealth and investment, I have no one to call my own, that sucks!
That vacuum that is created for a partner is seriously seeking a better part of me and it is dwindling my glow. Heck! I am lucky my parents no longer live on, especially my mom, she would have made this peaceful yet desperate search for a spouse more frustrating and annoying.
*sniffs...*
Sometimes I don't mind living in the moment of fantasy for a while, that's why I gave in easily to the words of a playboy. Flabbergasted by my foolish reactions yet I am loving it. Oh, I love " **LOVE❤️** ". This might sound foolish but I am going for a dating app because I need to lose myself in the ecstasy of truly profound love.
The first date did work well with me because he irks me with his poor personality. Why on earth would someone put out a flawless and benign trait while he doesn't fit into that in reality?? ...well I chickened out. I met Ramon on the second date. I had to look like a lady of the middle class. We went out for a dinner date and that was the beginning of a dream come true.
At first, I couldn't process the whole thing although I felt a little insecure because of my experiences. I wanted this recent excitement to last forever, his personality makes me feel incredibly sexy no doubt but I found myself restrained from making a such quick commitment. He turns me on with his smile and masculinity, I think I'm lust! Oh no!, I don't think so. I'm just been quarantined by my thoughts.
He takes me unaware most times, it makes me giggle and I feel on top of the world. But everything was going so fast when a few days later, he asked me to marry him. Atlas! I have found my longing partner, Ramon.
**A touch of fiction and nonfiction events!**
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What would you do?
The most influential leverage standing in between these two inescapable terms
**“ RISKY ”** and **“ SAFETY ”** is **“ FEAR ”** https://peakd.com/@cescajove
. This emotion has made one's desire twisted and enslave the human mind by flaunting its fog and cloudy cycle around them. In **“Risky”** the response of fear is Flight and **“Safety”** The response of fear is Fight.
“ Now the question remains ... Do YOU have SUCH strength?? ”
These words are like two sides of a coin. Anyone you toss and flip is what you get but sometimes one gets the two and then they're stuck trying to unravel a solution to the problem that's when...playing safe... and ...fighting... comes in. I wish it was inevitable but it can never be, they are just intertwined like brothers and sisters. One thing I think fear does is either motivate or demotivate you, taking risks is calculated by (50:50) ... one-half of 50 represents a win and the other one-half represents a loss. Anyone who is a strategic fellow or a risk taker would take this bet and rest his mind outside of it.
**Is there a time you have had to choose between taking a risk or playing it safe?** https://peakd.com/@cescajove
Oh well, there was a time during exams when I had an issue at home which was so serious. It divided my attention both in reading and studying. Anytime I found myself studying I lost focus and my mind roamed into the void...the academic calendar was set in a way that is very tough for me to catch my breath. My field of profession is Accountancy and the first week of the examination has been set with major courses. If you are a Nigerian and a student, I am sure you understand what I am saying. The first examination course and its respective course codes are accounting (acc 211) followed by statistics (bam 212) and cost accounting (acc 222) and the list goes on. Starting from the first two listed courses respectively is 4 units followed by 3-3 units and for a second you failed to write this exam successfully your GP would fall drastically.
Now if you are in that field you would understand compiling that issue at home... you know the point where external families are involved?... That's how serious it was...then I was struggling to read and grasp one or two and they were calling me from home pestering me with complaints here and there. I felt like exploding honestly, I just had to choose between exams or family. They're both of importance to me but I feared that if I left them (my family) unattended it would flare up more issues, especially my mom who's crying on the phone.
**What choice did you make? And how did it turn out for you?** https://peakd.com/@cescajove
It was risky to choose family over my examination but at the same time. These two are quite important at the moment and they are my top priority too. Exams are just for the meantime while these family issues would stay longer. The choice I made was to finish my exams and in the process keep tabs on the issue at hand.
Even when I chose to write exams first which required my full attention I still thought about them at home but the ratio was 65:35. Exam ratio higher than Family issues. I had to risk everything in the examination afterward and I played safe with my family till I finished my exams... went well at least.
**How did your choice affect you? And if you had to make it again, would you make the same choice?** https://peakd.com/@cescajove
My choice affected me mentally. I was mentally challenged so much that I looked slender and unkempt. I gave myself three days of rest without the internet, sleeping all day and just eating😩.
There are some circumstances in which you can't decide what is best for the moment, especially how dire it is but if this happens again I would still choose my examinations over it because it's a one-lifetime thing at the moment and I can't afford to re-register another session, pay school fees again to write my exams…phew!
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Dignified Fashion.
Your closet conveys a lot better than you can imagine. It exhibits your wisdom, taste, status, and wealth. It also puts out a little sneak peek into your personality, infact it does say a lot about you.
Everyone has a fashion sense of theirs and one could likely have such a weird reason and a sensible one for it. I have seen people who design their very choice of wear when it comes to fashion.
I have seen individuals wear the weirdest of clothing when it comes to dressing and it doesn't stop them from being who they are rather you get to catch a glimpse of a profound component in them. As for someone like me, I could discern someone's attitude or well-being just from their looks or appearance. I can sense or predict their way of life, how they would react to something around them and so much more.
Fashion is a popular trend in times of styles, dressing, ornaments, or manners of behavior. This is to say that individual behaviors play a role too in fashion. That makes me ponder if this quote states the fact or otherwise.
Hearing the typical quote that says ...
**“ you will be addressed the way you dress ”**
Makes me think that this validity is getting extraneous. Of course, it might seem very possible because it has a high probability of success but come to think of it, this also has its negative response. I think this depends on people's reactions, not your perspectives. Let's assume a banker who is always in corporate wears or rather on suits and such person boards a public bus where the conductor is a tout or a clown, do you think that such a person would address that banker appropriately or in an ill-mannered way?....the response would be determined if the tout is a competent person or otherwise.
I might not have the best quality wears in my closet but I do have a dignity to protect or preserve and that involves my appearance/looks. I am a decent girl and my fashion sense says a lot about me. Let's just say that I am a coat of many colors. I have varieties of choices when it comes to dressing, regardless of what I wear I expect anyone approaching me to have courtesy.
Don't get me wrong! I don't expose myself and that doesn't mean that I can't because I decide when to go rogue or decent. I love wearing matching outfits or a complete set of clothes but not entirely matching. For instance, a blouse of many colors would go with a single color of trousers which is the background color of the blouse.
I can also wear the same color of a top and trousers/skirt and match it with a different color of footwear, it all depends if I'm in synchrony with the vibes, impression, or sentiment I get from it. Have you ever been in a confused state of mind where you don't know what to put on despite the number of wears you have?...it happens to me a lot.
This happens especially when I don't have a clue about how to look, you know we have kinds of looks right??...like the casual looks, the simple and smart look, the sweet and classic look, the bossy look, the sexy look, and the mature look. All this defines what you wear and so forth. So when choosing a dress for the day, know what type of event awaits you. It would accelerate your selection and save you time with less stress.
**I hope with my narrative you can understand my fashion sense.**
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Maltreated
**Welcome back to my blog!...**
*Erm*... *uh huh* ... *nah* ... *don't!* ... don't call me sentimental ... Call me humane!
The last time I remembered spending days with her was in early October this year. I had done all the necessary arrangements and completed the remaining project in school. It's been ages since I met her last so I decided to perch around before going home.
Precious my schoolmate in secondary school had a housemaid & houseboy (age ranges from 10-14) at home with her three children who were already spoiled with too much pampering and care.
Those children who were brought in as house help are from families who weren't privileged enough to give them a promising future. They were sent to stay with these rich folks in return for them to go to school and precious was in this criteria.
Funny enough, she doesn't train them in schools but rather bombards them with all house activities such as cleaning, sweeping, laundry, errand-running, cooking, and looking after her little kids who are so arrogant while her kids go to the wealthiest school.
I stayed with them over a few weeks and it was just like I should call their parents to see for themselves how their children are being treated cruelly, flogged consistently, and maltreated. I couldn't take all the pains inflicted on them, especially the girl who in this case suffered the most.
She wakes up very early in the morning by 4 am to prepare the kids for school and sleeps around 12 - 12:30 am the night after she must have done everything in the house, no table would be left unturned.
It's way too much for me to endure this honestly, so that week I had to go shopping for preshy and I told the house girl to accompany me. I chose to go with her because she is always indoors doing endless chores daily. Preshy (coined from her name) didn't agree to it despite being the usual weekend weekly shopping but I cared less about it although I made sure that we would be back sooner, after all, it's shopping both for her sake and mine.
We went to a shopping mall in Abuja and I took out a trolley to do some quick shopping. I pondered about getting some cashew nuts, popcorn, and chips but I did pick two bottles of cashew nuts. I also purchased some snacks like shortbread biscuits asf!
Leaving behind the list of items at home made us deliberate if what we are getting next is written on it.
After a while, both of us went to the cafeteria located inside the mall and I placed a plate of jollof rice, fried plantains, fried turkey, and asu (assorted meat) and for her jollof rice, fried plantain and fried turkey.
we moved toward a strawberry shelf and picked one along with almond nuts, we unboxed it and ate from it after paying for it.
We conversed while we walked around the grocery store and she told me about lots of mishaps that have befallen her...I asked about her mother and she said they haven't spoken for a while. I gave her words of advice and inspired her to be strong and she seemed happy having someone around to listen to her sad stories called up by my schoolmate "precious".
It was later on she told me that I made her day great and thanked me secretly for it.
***What I don't understand is why would she maltreat her maid and give her less education and lesser love and poor unconditional support why her children gets all in full....is it because she is not her own child.***
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Hopeful & Happy.
***" They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: Someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for. "***
***~*** **Tom Bodett** ~
Let’s get realistic here! We all have had our fair share of bad days. It could be as a result of a heated argument with a friend or family member and it's still got the victim in a gloom, or maybe you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed and it all seems like that day would be bad.
The truth is that we allow ourselves to be entrenched in a bad state of mind for so long and it eats up one's space and spreads like a wildfire destroying their inner peace if not curbed, such victims would wind up depressed and messed up mentally.
A normal saying that " **happiness is free**" which is likely to be factual, explains that happiness doesn't come with a price, it's entirely free but it requires one to choose what mood best suits them at the moment.
Even if one's name is ***happiness*** she still experiences sadness, pain, setbacks, and challenges in all works of life... it's not a guarantee that she would be happy...it just signifies the happiness brought into the life of her parents at the time of her birth.
Happiness means a lot to me, although I know that life will deal with me in such a way that I can refuse to be happy but still I seek happiness overall. With happiness comes contention and satisfaction and motivation...yes motivation!
When you're in the right frame of mind, happiness motivates you to do better for yourself, set plans, and achieve them easily and swiftly. Happiness brings you pure sanity alongside strategic management of your entire being, purpose, and prospects.
🪅What is happiness to me?🪅
✰ Happiness to me is realizing that I can't push beyond my limits and knowing that whatever surfaces in life, I got it!...
✰ Happiness is knowing how chaotic challenges and circumstances can appear/result and scaling through them peacefully...
✰ Happiness is the anticipation of your fulfilled self and the radiation of goodness within you...
✰ Happiness is knowing yourself and your flaws, how to alter those attitudes, how to learn at your pace, how to assign a task and complete it, and how to forgive and move on...
✰ Happiness is knowing full well that there's no one like you and you are your true self without pretending or imitating another...
✰ Happiness is dancing without good steps and you are enjoying all the silliness and cool vibes you get...
✰ Happiness is knowing so well you have a long future ahead but still don't know how to get there and somehow you are certain about the process...
***What's happiness again?***
🪅How I go about finding that happiness?🪅
☆ I find happiness during my darkest moments through music... music has a way of always lighting me up!... which would commence by singing quietly and then erupt into something much louder haha 😂
☆ I find happiness looking into the mirror and assuring myself that no matter what I am there for her... a routine I apply almost every day as a mantra with words of affirmation.
☆ I find happiness looking at my past and my progress now and what the future holds for me and my family...
☆ I find happiness in admiring and complimenting the creation of the universe, mother earth, the beauty of nature itself, and some persons I find attractive.
With all these, I hope you have a perception of what my happiness is about and how I go about it.
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The Tales of the Banished Prince and The CoffeeMonger.
*“ Mama, do we have to go to that spooky town because of your new job? ”* I raised a question with a frown.
Come on darling, do we need to go over this again? Besides, it's not a creepy town sweetheart ... mom replied softly.
*Hun, since your ...*
I interrupt abruptly, “ *Since your dad left me for another lady, I want to make you the happiest girl in the world.* ” I know that already mom, please don't say that again anymore.
... ... Hey, sweetie look!... ...
**Welcome To Irlo...!**
*We would be staying in Aunt Kathy's house, I already made arrangements for your studies. Tomorrow we would go for your enrollment and get some groceries for you...* Mom's conversation faded as I was engrossed in the creative Halloween arts planted in the lawns of the neighborhood.
*“ Woah! ”* my eyes widened at the magnificent scenes as we drove into the town.
Mom! It's almost Halloween! Can I get an outlandish costume? ... I questioned gaily.
*Mom and I shared an enthusiastic look*
**A few hours later ...** https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
Aunt Kathy took me around the house and we went to the basement to catch sight of the building from another angle. We sat on the aged creaky chair chit-chatting and laughing at old memories.
“Do you want to hear a creeping story?” ... she implied.
**Sure thing, Auntie!**
*Once upon a time, a coffee monger distributed his most wanted coffee “ Chock full o'Nuts ” to every doorstep, serving a cup of coffee and a slice of sandwich for only ten cents. His popularity for this tasty yet unsatisfying coffee, a rare coffee sprouted all over the town.*
*Candyman was known for his spirited personality and generosity toward the little youngsters gifting them wrapped candy treats. All of a sudden, he went awol and children wept their hearts out.*
*One very night, it was almost a few days away from the Halloween festival in the town of Irlo. He showed up out of the blue, pushing his four-wheeler cart filled with candy treats, coffee, and sandwiches.*
*But this time, he didn't stop at doorsteps; he drove it like someone stricken with paralysis, his eyes foggy, and his mouth dripping with slimy discharge like spittle. There was this strange eerie atmosphere that very night, folks in the neighborhood had to peep from the window while some stood at their lawns shivering at the perturbed scene.*
*Unbeknownst to some kiddies, four of them ran as fast as their legs could take them to the four-wheel cart and came to a halt when it was obvious it wasn't the same Candyman they knew.*
“Are you alright candyman?” ... he asked with a trembling voice.
This is absurd! ... he retorted!
“Is this a prank?” ... she asked nervously.
Guys! I think we should go now, watch out!!
Mom's car drove into the garage in acceleration and the tires made a screeching sound, " *she's back* " I respectfully told Aunt Kathy who was hellbent on finishing the story.
“*Some other time darling*” ... Aunt Kathy replied, looking down from the basement and waving to her sister carrying bags of groceries.
Go help your mom, child!
**The following day...** https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
The next day after school I revealed to Aunt Kathy the leaflet of the Halloween Festival Party. She was going with me, a company I prefer to my busy mom. We walked into the Halloween hall and got some tickets.
She held my hands as we passed through the curtains of the creepy hallway filled with a fake evil statue of horror characters, a big fat clown holding a machete tilting its head towards their direction. Its movement caused the long machete to make an ominous sound. Aunt Kathy and I fled the scene and went into another room, we felt like this whole place was hypnotized.
We slammed the door behind us and I turned around, we shouldn't be here Aunt, look! The banner reads “ **The Foyers of horridness** ”. We should head back... she spoke in a husky tone.
There was a loud thump on the door we ought to have exited from so we went further into the maze house, a sudden outburst from the door caused a separation as we scampered for safety. I heard Aunt Kathy's voice calling out to me and then it faded.
I hide and tremble in fear of being caught, I don't know how to do the karate thing for self-defense, just as thoughts roamed my unsettled mind associated with cacophony from the evil clowns and others. The cinema lights began to flicker and went off, I listened carefully to the creaking sound like that of a trolley and the frightening cackles of the clowns then the lights came on, such a relief!
I couldn't believe my eyes as I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw the four-wheeled cart of the coffee monger driven by an unknown force.
*Aunt Kathy* ... I whispered inaudibly.
I was caught when the fat clown smashed his machete through the maze wall, I fled calling out on Aunt Kathy. I screamed out of fear when she dragged me inside. I narrated my encounter in a raspy tone, of course, no one would believe that. I hoped we saw it and just as I wished the lights flickered until it went high-pitched dark, the creaky sound of the four-wheeled cart was heard.
Aunt Kathy was agape with incredulity as she saw The CoffeeMonger with his cart of candy treats, coffee, and sandwiches just like it happened decades ago. She briefed the complete story to me and said we should lay a plan to lure the clowns to him. I wondered if it was The CoffeeMonger or The Banished Evil Prince that was pushing the cart.
After luring the clown, her story became a bewildering reality, his body was possessed by the spirit of the banished evil prince who haunted the town of Irlo decades ago. Luckily she had a chain necklace with a crucifix pendant which she pierced into his back. Both The CoffeeMonger and The Banished Evil Prince turn to ashes of fire and the remains are blown away by the wind.
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My First Experience In A Conference Meeting.
**Welcome back to my blog!...**
My job hunt came to a halt when I stumbled upon a vacant position for a marketer in the busy streets of Lagos. I had butterflies in my belly as I was hired immediately as a marketer although it wasn't the substantial post I wanted to apply for initially. I had to choose it because of the difficulties during a job search.
Unlike @Merit.ahama whose distance was pretty close mine was just the opposite, my interview was scheduled for the next day.
All those who were selected for the interview were present and we held a conference meeting after a personal interview with my boss. The products of the company weren't selling off and he needed experienced/skilled marketers that would not only advertise the products but develop a general awareness of the product and its promotional discounts attached to it.
That was the first time I joined a conference meeting and it was a privilege to speak concerning issues that were on the list of presentations. We chatted further about the visions of the company, questions were raised and tackled, plans and targets too were on the list, and eventually, we were merged into a four-in-one team to distribute those items and make sales out of it.
If this was online marketing it would be different but requires a ton of effort and time to make plausible achievements out of it unfortunately, it is offline marketing where labor is improvised. Each pair of four were dispatched to a different location (East, West, North, South) and then assembled back at the point of diversion.
Our payment comes from the number of items purchased by customers, a fixed amount multiplied by the number of sales. That's how we were paid commissions. On the first day of awareness, I traded almost twelve pieces of that product, and my boss, "an Indian" was impressed with the outcome.
I can't say it was really entertaining because we had to walk back and forth in the hot weather to make sales. Firstly I walk up to a client who seemed slightly interested in it, and after my thorough explanation of the deets with assurance or guarantee, he purchases it from me. His information is written down for further clarification when I get back to the office.
My first few weeks went well but I had a challenge..."**distance**"... the distance between my working place and home made it extremely stressful for me to always meet up as sometimes I had to go market my products without my pair. Every morning before dispersing, we do have a brief meeting to put everyone back on track as we go about the advertisement/distribution.
I had a heart-to-heart discussion with my boss about this particular challenge I was experiencing at that moment. I was expecting maybe to get another job but he asked me if I could be able to squat with his female friend. Maybe on weekends, I would go home. I accepted his proposal and brought in most of my belongings and my work life turned out to be swift and balanced.
It's so unfortunate that when we sit back home we indirectly deprive ourselves of the learning and expansion of our horizons. It was awesome the first time I joined a conference meeting because the version I had in mind was only for professionals in their field. Have you joined a conference meeting before? How's it?
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A Little Change
30 years ago, what do you remember as a woman -vs- what is happening in the world today. One memory and what the change has been whether positive or negative.
~Word prompt~
I almost gave up because forty years from now, where on earth was I? Maybe in the void haha waiting on dad to hold on to mom....pfft...~~scratch that~~ thanks Joan for making these questions get to everyone in their respective age box.
I can't tell a lot about what has happened but I am sure to narrate changes that occurred twenty years ago both in the society back then and concerning me.
If I should say thirty years ago then I must be a year old, so let's say twenty years ago. As a child, I always watched my mom doing chores, cooking, nurturing kids, doing laundry, cleaning and going to the market, and running some errands for dad.
Back then, it was seen as a woman's mandatory duties at home, and most fulfilled them else she would be tagged a disobedient wife or sent home packing to her parent's abode which meant that she was not eligible a trained housewife. Not only that my mom was brought in as a housewife but she was compelled to not talk in the presence of men as it is deemed disrespectful and unequal to speak based on gender/inferiority imposed by them. If she has something vital to share, permissions must be granted before she can be offered a hearing that's how I grew.
Once my dad is back from work or a meeting, she quickly dishes out his meal and serves him appropriately and whenever I try to compare and contrast the difference between now and then, I still choose mom's time because ethics, morals, and virtues are valued and honored. In essence, where this narration diverges is that in this 21st-century morals and virtues are no longer implemented/valued/respected rather it's a preference based on choice/circumstances. It's termed " **archaic** " and the terminologies used to classify this is " **modernization** "
- what changed here is the ethics, virtues, and custom.
Back then, when everyone didn't have a mobile phone number to make calls to their loved ones, friends, and family. I think there was the use of landline communication at that time but its usefulness was about wearing off and the introduction of mobile phones gradually sprouted up. One would need to walk down the street to a call center and make calls, they are charged twenty cents per minute.
I used to always make calls to my aunts and one thing I sort of disliked about that was the lack of privacy and the invasion of third parties may be from other folks in cue waiting for their turn. It's more like a phone booth but the difference is that there's a person who's in charge of collecting payments as the caller returns the phone...(manual method). As of today, those mini phone booths are nowhere to be found anymore, thanks to the advancement and availability of technology that mobile phones have reached everyone. So since everyone has a phone and loads voucher cards, is there any availability of opening a mini phone booth?... Nope!
- what changed here is the advancement in phone technology and its wide availability of it ... It's no longer common.
Back in those days, everyone relied upon office jobs (9-5), you had to wake up in the morning and get to work with no excuses because that's how money was made roughly. There was no availability of online jobs or remote control jobs or better still freelancing jobs, then it was tough!
But luckily as society began exploring different dimensions the need to develop online jobs became necessary, the need to acquire a remote control job became necessary, and then the world's most paying jobs are now online jobs where one can be in the comfort of his/her home and work effectively...now folks have the right to make a choice either working from home or walk-in office, people can now choose freelancing jobs than a full-time employee.
- what changed is the modernization of the employment system for the advantage of the societies.
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Movie Review: The Curse of Bridge Hollow.
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**Welcome Back To Blog!**
It's almost Halloween! Heck! Who doesn't know it is almost Halloween? ~~Scratch that~~ everyone knows!
I know few of us here in hive and the real world, outside this blockchain, are passing through anxiety and stress myself included but most definitely still pulling up some strings here, I suggest you watch this movie and laugh out your worries for a while! hehe!
I'm sure to always throw up my opinion whenever it comes to movies, a lot can be said from barely looking at the movie cover and then prying further to see my assumptions and apprehension coming to life. I deeply admire the whole context of this movie because it conveys a message I vividly comprehend as a writer.
Although it seemed pretty instantaneous in duration, sure it does encircle the whole concept of the movie title and that's what a good movie should appear like. These movies display a lengthy narration that is compressed into a series of quick actions and events. If this was to conk out into pieces, it would have been a full movie with more than seven episodes.
This movie is not a sequel, it's just an outbreak of an event that spun Halloween structures into something else. I haven't frankly watched a film so fascinating and humorous as this one, that's why I am suggesting it to you reading this to check it out.
The Curse of Bridge Hollow is a 2022 American comedy horror film directed by Jeff Wadlow from penmanship by notable screenwriters (Todd Berger and Robert Ruga) well known in the industry.
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This movie is about former residents of Brooklyn who moved into Bridge Hollow Town. It was just a few days after The Gordon Family transplanted that the daughter 'Sydney' discovered that the house once belonged to the Late Madam Hawthorne where all mysteries began to unravel. Halloween decorations planted outside the lawns of the neighborhood came to life after she unboxed the evil lantern of Stingy Jack.
Her father 'Howard' doesn't believe the stories of inanimate objects moving talk more of coming to life, stating the fact that there is always a scientific explanation for everything that is happening or has happened. Her mother 'Emily' is an unprofessional baker who believes that her confectioneries are the best in town and everyone needs to have a bite of it. Although she has a good taste/selection in her recipes for those pastries yet she is worse after the results.
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The film opens up with an installation of Howard's kind of personality. It portrays this by showing off his energetic, talkative, and jovial vibes through singing aloud and that's when I knew it was going to be a riveting and hilarious presentation.
Despite his imposed preference for a career path for his daughter 'Sydney' and some other restrictions based on parental control. Sydney proves to be a mature lady who has the right to make decisions regarding her career and her future.
Sydney, who appears to be more candor, uses an Ouija board to ask questions about the home they currently occupy after her new college friends gave her a task on it. Other elements of the movie start to kick off after she unboxes the hidden lantern that belongs to Stingy Jack who was trapped for his chaotic misdeeds.
If Howard had listened to his daughter earlier, it would have prevented a lot of crises from happening but the movie was set in that motion and without setting that lantern on, the sociopath 'Stingy Jack wouldn't have had to play his role. This horror/comedy film illustrates the crazy things sociopaths can do just to accomplish whatever it is they crave and as we know, they could go to extreme lengths thereby inflicting the folks of the town at the cost of their desire.
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The two major protagonists:
[1] Howard Gordon "Father"
[2] Sydney Gordon "Daughter"
These two are the main characters of the film. Without them it wouldn't be a complete thriller movie.
A Father-daughter relationship is the coolest thing ever. In this healthy father-daughter relationship, her father provided support bountifully, so much guidance, and wisdom to his daughter as she grows into a young woman but he refuses to see her as one.
Having an overprotective father can be somewhat annoying, but, understandably, he wants the best for his daughter. And at the same time, he has no clue what he's missing out in her life, this is the same case with Sydney.
Sydney is so outspoken, she tells her father countless times that she is no longer a baby and proves it to him regardless of his gluey attitude.
This particular movie has all the plots/elements of a fun-packed scene plus Halloween scary freakiest scenarios and some other weirdos like the principal of the college. I will admit to laughing for the majority of the film.
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The cinematography of this movie is excellent, I must commend the works of David Hennings for putting out tremendous efforts to capture and cover all angles of this film. The visual exhibition of the movie is something fantastic and top-notch.
Like I said earlier, the movie cover lured me to watch it and this typically applies to a writer whose header Image is likely to draw potential readers to the post.
Remember I said something about the music that Gordon's Family was singing aloud when driving into Bridge Hollow...??... I guess you remember! That song ISSA vibe woohoo!... It was composed by Christopher Lennertz alongside other pieces of music.
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Priah Ferguson Starring as " Sydney Gordon "
Marlon Wayans Starring as " Howard Gordon "
Kelly Rowland Starring as " Emily Gordon "
John Micheal Higgins Starring as " Principal Floyd "
Lauren Lapkus Starring as " Mayor Tammy "
The Curse of Bridge Hollow was released on October 14, 2022, by Netflix, which is just five days ago. It's scary and spooky with some laughter injected. Mayor Tammy acted her role perfectly well and she organised the Stingy Jack Festival, where folks of the town gather to win a certain amount of money if the selected actors can impersonate Stingy Jack himself.
Principal Floyd's role was as hilarious as a comedy skit, he was perceived as a satanist/occultist who practices spells using Madam Hawthorne's grimoire which likely is in his possession. The perception turns out to be the opposite, he enjoys the collection of witchcraft but doesn't practice it. His Halloween decorations are super cool.
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This film is one of the Top ten releases on Netflix!
It's spooky, funny, and has a family background script. I'm sure you would want to give your own review after watching this movie. This movie should be a highlight because it's worth the watch.
Recommended for especially teenagers and adults too because it's PG13 meaning no explicit content whatsoever.
I will therefore give it a rating of **7/10**.
★★★★★★★☆☆☆
The Reincarnation [2]
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At exactly **midnight**, the seven priestesses began chanting profusely and dancing strangely in circles where the great dying priestess lay. Few had an instrument like a shrine bell, tarot drum, wooden tambourine, and singing bowl, the chants intensified and all of a sudden everything stopped.
Everyone became still, I heard strange whispers accompanied by eerie laughter. The clouds formed a nimbus thunder and light flicker at the interval of split seconds, a womanly structure drifting upward from the lifeless body then stood upright and looked in a circular robotic motion.
Something feels odd, the people that came for the ceremony were motionless, with the strike of each lightening that figure drew closer to me and the last thing I felt was the touch of the sacred staff on my forehead. I gasped and went into a trance.
*Mariah!* *Mariah!!* wake up! ... (faintly)
I struggled unconsciously to grab the direction where my name was being called.
*Mom?!*
The calling of my late mom beckoning me to wake up increased significantly.
*Mariah!!!* ... she called out lastly in a high-pitched tone. I was resuscitated with a deep exhalation.
" ***You have been chosen to lead the people of the obudu clan***,"
the seven priestesses said with their voices trembling.
I was next in line for the generational lineage to take over from my dead mother...I was the strongest... courageous... productive... resilient...and still dazzlingly beautiful.
Every **midnight** of my reign, I transition to the other world where I meet my mom and the late high priestesses. With their help and unwavering support, my reign thrived peacefully. In a split second, I lived for one thousand years. That's the benefit of being a high priestess (immortality).
I have performed my tasks, duties, and obligations swiftly for years, I blessed the barren land to yield a bountiful harvest. It was time for me to go join my ancestors... and during those moments...I fell in love with a man..his words are so soothing and pleasant to me.
During the last visitation to the late priestesses, they made sure I understood the consequences that would befall me if I change the sacred order of reincarnation, they already felt it. I stopped my midnight transition and looked forward to the beautiful moments of love. I don't know how it feels but I am sure I felt it's a good thing.
Amah was manipulated by the external force to leave the village but after some rituals, I performed with his name, I left fate in his hands. I was lying down almost on the verge of leaving this world where my life was only useful to people of the clan.
My dead mother appeared to take me peacefully in the safe passage, I couldn't do a thing to stop it. Ceremonial rites took place, and as usual, I sought Amah deeply to rescue me. My heart wasn't fulfilled until I saw him before I passed out...I shrieked in agony helplessly knowing that I might collapse if he didn't come in time.
When he came and held my hand it was as if I transitioned back to life, the soul of my dead mother came to life in her body. I had high hopes but just when we were about to flee it clocked **midnight** and the reincarnation ****began****!
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The Reincarnation. [1]
It was barely dawn!
The ambient music of the morning birds filled the brisk air.
I warmed myself up by rubbing both my hands on my arms simultaneously as I gaze towards the tiny creatures hopping around the trees and humming.
Just then a manly figure walked past my dead mother's hut.
He wore a worrisome face as he trudged into the place of sanctity. I watched Maleh from the edge of the door in my mum's hut as he brought out the old gong and struck it vigorously with a mallet, the sound reverberating through the village.
" *this should wake everyone up*, " I said to no one in particular.
Elderly women all dressed in white attire with vivid native beads on their waists walked out of their archaic huts in a reversed manner, chanting in native dialects I could barely understand, precisely mumbling words I couldn't hear.
The activity came to a halt and in absolute serenity when seven of them bent down still in the retro walking motion. Each of them picked up a palm tree frond from the calabash and placed it in between their lips. My eyes darted to the calabash, smoke wafting from it. They picked it up and placed it on their head which was tied with a white headscarf and turned forward to drop the pot a few meters at the front of their huts.
*Wait!*
" *I have seen something like this before* ", the memories zapped out in a spark.
Their faces respectively masked with native chalk under the right eye, three short vertical lines on the forehead and the jawline, a v-shape drawn under the three lines on the forehead while the edge where the two lines met "V" elongated down to the nasal tip.
I was perplexed when they looked at me in abrupt unison and that stern look made me recall my late mom whose hut I occupied.
A gust of wind blew me right back to mom's hut, I heard the resounding footsteps of Rikai. Bafflement wore me like a wedding dress, when did I suddenly hear sounds from a distance?
" *A member of the ancient dynasty of the great and fiery deity of the Obudu clan made a loud gong from the house summoning everyone to the central hut to pay homage to the dying mistress.* " ... said Rikai hastily as he tried to recover from panting.
" *So we are to visit the central hut* ", I asked Rikai, knowing so well that I was there in my foresight.
He nodded in affirmation.
In a moment, people filled the central hut, men and women, young and old, each sitting in their respective section, the seven elderly women were the seven priestesses of the obudu clan. We stayed there reciting chants and repeating some ceremonial rites, it's a tradition that everyone must witness the passing of the high priestess.
To be continued...
Mahsa Amini's Case - My Thoughts.
This enforcement of dressing conduct comes from the Islamic Religion and it's strictly passed down to all women who are Muslim worshippers. Even little girl children are strictly allowed to wear a headscarf or hijab as they call it. It's a custom and tradition that must continue according to the doctrine of Islam.
This is to show respect to either prophet Muhammad or their creator, implying that every woman must honor/respect their body and not expose them carelessly. If it's like this in religion, how would it be in an Islamic country which is autocratic?
Following my updates on the research in Iran's most trending news, I found out that Mahsa Amini's case wasn't the first. The Iranian women have been currently holding a disturbing protest on the road and streets of Iran. Vehemently, those protesters, mostly women, have been cutting off enormous amounts of their beautifully elongated hair as a way to mourn Mahsa Amini's demise and to show condemnation to the government.
Crying and speaking with rage, they said they might end up like *Mahsa Amini* and they feared for their life and that of their daughters. According to my research, if a morality police officer confronts a lady inappropriately dressed, she would be taken to police custody for an hour of quick education on how to dress properly. But Mahsa Amini's case was different for no reason and was forcefully detained for allegedly breaching the Islamic republic's strict dress code for women.
Prior to her death, her family said she suffered blows to the head and injuries in her body that led to her death from a coma. With the strict rules of dress code and yet a slight mistake of her unintentionally exposing a few strands of her hair, isn't that a medium to carefully advise her or perhaps receive an hour tutorial? This is terrible!
We now live in a world where some ethics are evolving gradually and light is being shed on them in order to ensure a great and improving society. Iran being an Islamic country and also somewhat autocratic in government makes it difficult for citizens to live a free, fair, and promising future with limited choices, especially women. Perhaps if Iran as a country would be more democratic in nature, people would exercise their freedom and utilize it.
What do you think about the news of this sort? Do you think you could ever live in such a conservative society?
This news is so disturbing and chaotic, even when protesters (women) are standing on their grounds to be listened to and need justice to prevail, instead, they are being beaten, harassed, and killed more numbers still counting. Before considering myself living in such a conservative society, I would first know about the weather conditions.
Of course, would I wear a hijab under hot weather?? How stinging! Well, not a criterion for living there because the humiliation sucks! I can't wear casual wear without a hijab. Even in my country Nigeria where some folks practice Muslim, sometimes I see them without hijab of course it's a religion that one must adhere to carefully but it isn't so strict as that. There is a need for adjustment.
I just feel that women's rights are being abused constantly and the consequences are taken lightly and not seriously. I feel they are inferior and they have no say in most things, if appropriate measures are not taken seriously, it might look more like the Ukrainian women's abuse.
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Well, to me I can visit the country briefly as a journalist who has protection from my government for a while. I would also use that medium to get so much information about women and their experiences concerning this strict dress code. Seeing women viewed as inferior beings hurt me so much, it makes me furious and willing to do something. It's natural and self-willing but what to do and how to go about it makes me crawl back into my shell.
**How can we assist such women, who cannot afford to flee to a safe place?** https://peakd.com/@cescajove
We can assist them by running a fundraiser (non-profit) contributing to them and working with a strong feminist or human rights. I read about the joint letter submitted to U.S. President Joe Biden to go further to hold Iranian officials to account and I also know that there's a social media lockdown and issuance of a campaign of mass arrest. But thanks to Hive & Readcash which is not a social media thing, this would create a means of assistance for them.
We have to also set up a round table discussion to enable each of them to voice out recent information and their opinions too. We should also advise them to follow the rules for now till we sought out things on how to transport them to a safe place.
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The Distant Model.
I truly envy those who have mentors mentoring them in various aspects of their lives, it's indeed the most privileged opportunity to have such a valuable person offering assistance psychologically, financially, and otherwise.
While some set of individuals seek counsel and guidance from a notorious footballer, a gospel singer, a fashionista, or perhaps an artist, all this takes the form of a role model.
**Who is a role model?** **-** A role model is a personality, whose lifestyle such as charisma, confidence and characteristics are worthy of emulation. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/re-iskafan-rj77kq
Those thoughts we think about while growing up, fantasies like being a replica of a celebrity or fashion model with a perfect life suck a lot when life plays its card. As we get older, our choice of role models tends to change, and living with its challenges would be a major determinant.
I can randomly choose any of my favorite music artists but then I took a long pause and began questioning myself. Is she/he worthy of emulating aside luxurious lifestyle and actions??
*...Oh well! A throwback at myself!...*
I have always wanted someone who could inspire me a lot in all essence of life and my **second option**would be "**Apostle Joshua Selman**". I guess somehow most of us have various role models according to their impact on our lives because of the value we sought from them.
Apostle Joshua Selman Nimmak is a deep teacher of God’s word and the founder of Eternity Network International Ministry popularly known as Koinonia. He has been a source of blessing in my spiritual life, his words and podcasts have shaped the spiritual aspect of my life. I'm spiritually inclined and I need consistent growth in that aspect to keep me balanced. That's why I sought my inspiration from this mentor, and the list for the rest goes on and on.
I can't pinpoint that I have a favorite role model because I am picky about things that relate to my life and its styles. There's a popular woman who goes by Ibukunoluwa Abiodun Awosika, she is a Nigerian businesswoman, motivational speaker, and author. She was the former Chairman of the First Bank of Nigeria. She was appointed a member of the Binance Global Advisory Board in September this year. I watched her interview with a Media Crew about Single Ladies who are yet to be married and she explained reasons why they should be careful with spouse selection. It was motivating and so powerful!
It's hard to say who is my role model, heck do I inspire anyone? I know I have come across several folks whom I have inspired but does one have to be notorious to be a role model or what's the classification or standard to be one??
I wouldn't go for a celebrity as my role model because social media hides lots of things and puts out mirages. I would first consider myself carefully. It’s very important to know about yourself. One needs to know the things he/she wants to change or wants to keep in their life.
In addition, a person needs to know what they want to become in the future and why they want it that way. As we know, everyone has a different perspective and apprehension and with that, you can choose a suitable role model that matches your characteristics.
**Now, my role model is MYSELF! I'm an old soul!**
I love self-actualization and have a growth mindset. I get inspiration from different beings in the universe and I don't rely on one personality for the best of me. I believe in the impact I have made on friends around me, I am inspired by the way I understand and deal with situations.
Each time I take a deep look at the personality I am becoming, I feel motivated and energetic. That actualization of my advanced being (*my fulfilled self*) is my role model, she keeps me going. She is always there for me, and although she feels distant still her presence is so close.
Her words of advice, her experiences, challenges, and encounters are my source of strength. I learn lots of things and I am willing to stick with her through thick and thin. She's my role model because she nudges me constantly to do better than I am till I am in synchrony with my fulfilled self.
**Factors That I Considered.**
**[1] Identify My Features**
**-** One criterion that I put in place before knowing my role model is by identifying the composition of my existence. It's very important because it aids me to know the path to choose when seeking counsel.
**[2] Building self-confidence**
**-** Before adopting a role model, you have to build your self-confidence for you to also know what to take in and what to not. If you found yourself doing almost all the characters or your role model then you haven't built confidence in yourself.
**[3] Resilience**
**-** Every role model has trials and perseverance they went through before being successful. If my role model has passed through some difficult stages like that and come out waxing stronger, it's one factor I must consider.
**[4] Ambition and Creativity**
**-** If I can perceive the ambitious attitude of my role model, I will for sure be motivated. This would keep me fixated to grasp how he or she empowers themselves in the pursuit of success.
**[5] Intellectual Capacity**
**-** One thing that can attract me to someone, is the level of their intellectual capacity. Not only will I get turned on and stay tuned but I would love to keep such an individual around to learn from them. It enlightens me a lot, so this would be considered a factor.
**I am glad you stayed until the end of this wonderful piece with me!**
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Lost in the Journey.
" There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain "
~ George Bernard Shaw ~
*How long will I keep being like this?*
*I'm stuck in the void.*
*My soul is hopeless and restless,*
*I am willing but my flesh is unwilling.*
*I have applied a few strategies and yet still unwilling.*
*No! No!! No!!!*
*I can't be like this.... never will I continue this way.*
*I say "oh my days of slumbering are over" and yet it still lingers.*
*I have lost track of time with just a little distraction.*
*I'm in a mental detention and my existence is in suspension.*
*I battle against the soul rippers that I only can feel.*
*There's an innermost conflict arising between my optimistic and pessimistic beings, choosing where to dwell for a while.*
*I stare at them from the distance and observe their acts.*
*I await my reign again just like I rule fiercely.*
*There will be an outburst of power and both will be submissive.*
*But until then, I lay down my guard.*
*And vulnerably surrender my power.*
I have been away for over two weeks in my entire blogging platform and I sincerely apologize for not being here consistent but trust me I was with y'all from a distance.
I don't need the pity or sympathy, I need to reassure myself of the motivation and strength I need to pass through trials...well, I am back!
I missed y'all though, although no one missed me 😒😒
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Moonshine
***Sometimes the moon reminds us of love. Sometimes the moon reminds us who we are. Sometimes the moon reminds us that we are mortals.***
***Sometimes the moon grants our wish, even the deepest one.***
How lucky I am to feel the calmness and assurance that the moon gives me each time I come staring at it with tribulation and trials.
**The Theme of this week is "****moonshine****"** https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
~~ In Nature ~~
The moon has embraced the mortal mind in its power since the beginning of time. Throughout the ages, individuals across the universe have to reverence it as a significant divinity, and they believe it holds such real power to influence their lives one way or the other. When we also talk about nature, we shouldn't exclude the wolves; they are one breed that howls at midnight. Those wails summon the rest of the pack for either a meeting or a feast.
I have heard stories about the moonlight and how it's related to the witches' hour but that's a story for another day. The moon can be a symbolic time for certain rituals to be performed. Have you asked yourself why some folks carry out tasks only at midnight or at the present of the full moon?
~~ In Love ~~
The moon has its effects on humans and nature in general. Remember those days our fathers would take us to bed and begin reading moonlight stories and how fascinating they are! It was out of love and care because they believed it would mesmerize them and put them to proper sleep.
The moonlight shines upon the two lovers and conceals the promise they made while facing the moon. I was privileged to hang out with someone I once loved on the beach and during that night, we just lay with our bare backs on the beach sands facing the moon chit-chatting and laughing at our silliness. All I could say after reminiscing was, "*it's good to feel loved once*". And that's why I choose this song by
Bruno Mars titled "Talking to the moon".
https://youtu.be/P-FrQnI3slU
**Review of the song.**
This songwriter sings about his lost love and folks think that he is insane but he knows in his mind that she is communicating through the moon. He sits alone talking to the moon because the moon reminded him of the conversation between him and his lost lover.
**Part of the Lyrics goes like this...**
*Cause every night, I'm talking to the moon*
*Still trying to get to you*
*In hopes, you're on the other side talking to me too*
*Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?*
*Oh-oh*
Read the rest of the lyrics here https://g.co/kgs/RtYjjL
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Traffic Trouble.
Given the population of citizens in a given country there is a high rate of traffic jams happening in every area of the cities. With each new dawn, more citizens emanate, the only exception is if the advanced development and facilities of a given place are arranged in a systematic pattern.
Lagos, for example, a highly populated city, crowded with citizens of different races, cultures, and traditions is the most busiest, noisiest, and roughest city. No wonder, when you travel back to the city there's a placard written with the description "**Shine your eyes**". Of course, you know the meaning right? rofl!
An experience I had with traffic was hectic but it wasn't in Lagos. Grab a chair while I take you on a tour of my experience with *traffic palava* in this article. I remembered publishing an article on how I wrote exams in two different states in a time interval of a few hours but that happened in Lagos although I didn't write about the second state.
*Immediately after my first post utme exam in Lagos which took place on a Saturday, I packed a few clothes with accessories and paid for the ticket online.*
*I was at the park the next day around 5 am to avoid being late and in thirty minutes my journey to the eastern part of Nigeria precisely "Enugu" started. This journey is approximately a nine hours trip so I wasn't expecting to be home sooner. If I am to calculate nine hours, my arrival time should be 9 pm.*
*We arrived at the Benin fuel station affiliated with the Chicken Republic for everyone to drop in and get whatever they want. It might be food or snacks, it might be releasing bowels, or taking a quick stroll around. As for me, I got only a big bottle of Eva water and emptied my bowel then stood outside to take in natural air.*
*Most times when I travel this long distance, I always stay a loner...liking my space or something like that. But this time, there was this lady who was pestering me so I gave in to keep the whole thing going. So when we entered the bus, the driver turned on the central air then hip-hop music. If only I conveyed along my wireless earbuds it would be difficult to associate with my pesky friend hehe 😂...although I must say I relished my time with her. She made me comfortable to the extent we switched seating positions lol.*
*It was a thrilling journey at first but when we got to a certain checkpoint that's when the slow traffic began. From the rumors, it was an accident that resulted in it and that was how time kept going, my prediction gradually faded away and the thought of moving through the nights slowly crept into my mind.*
*I slept for an hour after waiting for the traffic to subside, and when I woke up it was a bit dark, I looked at my wrist watch and it was 7 pm... my heart almost sank inside my stomach ... Worries took over me. I looked at my pesky friend who was sleeping so I gently tapped an elderly woman and asked where we were. She said we passed Delta State and were approaching the bridge (this bridge connects delta and Onitsha into the heartland of Anambra).*
*I took a deep breath and said within me "*The Journey is about to start*" I almost cried, no! I cried only that the tears weren't visible.*
*It would take us another four hours to get to Enugu and the next day was the post utme exam, how would I cope??... I brought out my past questions to skim through but it wasn't my concern at the moment so I slammed the book on my thighs and sunk into another thought of how I am going to get to my destination. I became desperate, anxious, and curious, I was Infact restless because I detest late-night movement. The reasons are: the insecurity in my country is large, kidnapping also the same thing, killings the same thing, and stealing at its peak.....haaa that day I literally escaped myself. Holy Moly! Geez!*
*We get to one point, I saw herds of cows being led by this group named* ***herdsmen****. They were armed with guns and some weapons, one of them at the side of the road flashed his torchlight to indicate that there was a movement going on there. Immediately we saw them, everyone became still. I, on the other hand, stooped low between my seat and the opposite one in fear of a gunshot.*
*After they passed without inflicting harm of any sort, I exhaled and sat back in my seat. I recalled what happened quickly and I asked myself...* So if they were to shoot in the open, is that spot a safe place?*... I burst out into loud laughter at my foolish attempt but I cupped my mouth with my hands to avoid passengers looking at me...well few did haha.*
*At that moment I realized I was excited but my facial expression turned sour when I looked at my phone's time it was 11:30 pm. Normally, from the bridge to my destination would be a four-hour drive but it took an extra two hours to get to Enugu and when I got to Enugu, it was already 1 am. I had to make peace with myself because I couldn't get to my destination.*
*After all, the home gate is locked and so my only option was to sleep in the park very early in the morning. I left for my destination and took my bath preparing to go to the school for the exam when a message came into my phone from the school authority postponing the exam... I was so happy that I sprawled on my bed and began drifting away into sleep.*
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My Budgeting Method.
In economics, we have the term " **scale of preferences** " and this economical term refers to a list of unsatisfied needs arranged in chronological order of priority or importance. This list of prioritized desires gives rise to the need of implementing decision-making through the act of budgeting. The most pressing needs are usually ranked first followed by the less pressing ones.
This economical term aids individuals to make rational choices. It leads to efficient utilization of limited available resources. Budgeting encompasses the scale of preference with a calculation plan to execute those listed wants from the highest ranked to the lowest of them all. Budgeting helps strategize plans.
Every individual is an economist because they perform those tasks in their daily lifestyles. If one doesn't make a budget there's a huge tendency that such individuals will live their life carelessly without the apprehension of economizing.
It's quite obvious that human needs are insatiable. That is a reason one should adopt a pattern or formula of budgeting because, in that way, there will be a dwindle in excessive wants which are normal. If the minimalistic approach is applied this will help curb and tackle the frequent additional items in the budget list.
With the current financial situation of my country, every individual and their family is experiencing recession and is coerced into a thorough budget due to economic imbalances. Failure to negate this would result in meaningless expenses.
How I Make My Budget
In making a budget, I have learned to be very precise and decisive. Although as I shared earlier if we don't apply the minimalist approach we might end up emptying our bank accounts for unnecessary unplanned expenses. Thus, I will share with you how I make my budget.
**[1]** **Exercising and Implementing plans** **-** This requires your utmost and sincere processing of ideas. The human mind can be tricky at times, so it is required to pen those lists of needs or wants down and prioritize them in a manner that won't be altered till the full execution of all. In this way, I can also detect the advantages and disadvantages that benefit me more. My goals and ambition aren't exempted from this. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**[2]** **Allocation** - Another tip on how I make my budget is by allocating the cost of an item listed in the scale of preference. It's also compulsory to assign a certain amount of money to them with some extras in case of fluctuation of prices in goods and services. In this way, you know the budget and stick to it. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**[3]** **Ascertain Income and Expenses** **-** Streams of income might be in a monthly or a weekly package. For sure I know how I get my money but knowing how to spend it is another thing entirely. A friend of mine @princessbusayo shared content about an application she uses to track her income and expenditure which is a good strategy I am also using. The payment is my "**income**" and a portion of it set aside for the execution of my scale of preference is called "**expenses**" and the remnants are the "**savings**". Spending beyond income isn't advisable and it's very good to have savings despite the expenses. In this way, I get to minimize and maximize if the case may arise the possibility of those wants. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet https://peakd.com/@princessbusayo
**[4]** **Reviewing my budget** **-** There's no way I would make budgets and not review them. In doing so, I can have the slightest opportunity to delist an item based on my thorough contemplation. I can list another item which all depends on what I obtain from it or the urgency it requires to fill. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**[5]** **Executing my budget** **-** It is time to carry out those things listed in my scale of preference one after the other. I am so careful to not go outside what I listed because that would be an extra expense. If I can't execute them all, the remainder should be rolled over to the next list and those would be less ranked items. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
Factors I Consider When I Budget
There are certain criteria in which making a budget is considered -
**Availability of goods and services** **-** Before I make a budget, I try as much as possible to make sure that the items are available because if they aren't, it could change the whole course of everything planned. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**Price of goods and services** **-** In the current situation of my country, the price of essential goods and services is inflating. So when making plans, price consideration should be paid attention to, and if possible, an additional amount should be added. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**The size of my goals** **-** Knowing fully well that my goals and objectives require resources to make it work, understanding the capacity will help me decipher the number of resources (time, money, and energy asf) to put into it. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**Income size** **-** Without income all this evaluation is meaningless. So first of all, consider the amount of inflow of income before mapping out plans for this. With the income, I can determine the amount I will use to carry out my list of needs. https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**Seasons** **-** This also plays a role in budgeting. My budget preparation may fall into one of the two seasons: the wet season (summer) is normally from April to October and the dry season (winter) November to March. Aside from this, there are times I make plans for Christmas too. You know the drill! https://peakd.com/@cescajove/wallet
**Thanks for reading my piece🦋🦋**
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