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From your childhood, are there experiences that stand out?
Yes, I had a lot of fun moments while growing up. We didn't have everything but we had just enough for me to stay contented with everything. I can remember a time when my dad was supposed to travel to another African country; Kenya. My cousins came around and I didn't want it to be boring. I asked him to get me a game console called "Pegasus" then. I told him a night before his travel which made it harder for him. I cried all through the early hours as he was about to leave. Thank God he has enough time before his flight so he asked his driver to wait for him with the company's car, drove his own, got the game, came back, gave it to me and then entered the company's vehicle and they left. It was him going out of his way that struck me there despite the risk of missing that flight. He did that and it stayed with me forever. He is no longer here with us but that is staying with me for life and many other moments too. It made me understand that we would always find time and create time for those we feel are worth the risk. I am glad I was worth it for him.
Do you have a favourite holiday and why?
Growing up, my favourite holiday would always be Christmas. There is always something different about Christmas...the atmosphere, the rest, the rice and chicken...the visits from cousins and other family members and friends... It's always exciting. Oh... How can I forget the fireworks...we call them "Banger" here in Nigeria. I love it because it's a moment of rest, to look back on how the year went, enjoy the moment without thinking too much about how January would be and the moments with family and friends while sharing food. To me, that's priceless.
Have you ever encountered food that was hard to swallow but you didn’t want to offend someone?
Ah. It wasn't until 2 months ago I knew there is a difference between Pasta and Pasta. If you know what I mean. I've always loved eating Pasta or Spaghetti as we sometimes call it but I ordered one 2 months ago and they added all the creams and stuff to it. I'm sorry but I almost puke. I couldn't swallow it...the mental image of how creamy and stuff it looked threw me off. I had to give it to a family friend that loves creamy food like that and funny enough, her children ate it. Obviously, I am from the "bush" hahaha.
How does “knowing too much” benefit or harm you?
It is okay to know a lot about things but it's a test of character because those who know too much sometimes blab too much. I am selective with the things I know because I don't ever want to be in a position where I would blab...not that I would...never my thing to be the type to talk too much. Knowing too much is good sometimes because it tests your ability to hold things down and know the season for speech and when not to speak. It also keeps you informed. Sometimes it's not so good either...because it messes with your head.
Is it better to forget the past?
We are a product of our past but I am a firm believer that your background or past should not put your back on the ground. The past has nothing new to offer. We need to accept the things we cannot change which would help us to focus on the ones we can change. We can't forget the past completely because of the memories created. Some are scarred by it...but we can get to the point where it doesn't hurt us anymore. It's hard but not impossible. There is a difference between hard and impossible. I see the past as a speed bump which isn't meant to stop you permanently but temporarily. It's better to let the past stay where it is. Courage isn't the absence of fear but the presence of fear yet the will goes on.
What are the three best things about you? Advertise yourself in the best three ways.
Strategic thinker: my brain is always working. I see things the way others don't see things. I am able to analyze a situation and then proffer the solution.
Giver: This gives me joy. Nothing trump's it for me. Giving is not giving until we have given to someone who might never be able to repay us. If we care enough and share enough, the world would have enough. The world has enough of our needs but never enough for our greed. Life is hard enough but we need to make it better for those struggling. I am a giver.
Lover: Oh...I speak the language of love like Spanish. I am a lover, a romance expert and a believer in love. I love love...I love being in love...I don't care what it does to me.
This post also appeared here and it's my original work on my blog on Read.Cash.
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