The last week has been the funniest and most adventurous week. Let me give you a recap. In one of the buses I entered during the week, the driver was treating his conductor like a houseboy. It was easy to see that the conductor was new to the job. The guy whispers (him voice never break yet, e never join men smoke igbo *that was a comment made by one of the passengers o not me*). Anyway summary of that gist is, READ MORE
Orange Academy has been on my lips a lot. So everyone knows that I applied to Orange Academy and I haven’t stopped talking about them. So I was asked 3 deep questions at orange the day I was interviewed and I’d tell you my answer but you also have to share yours.
I was going to write my own gist about the street this week when I was this and I knew that nothing that happened to me this week could be compared to
Something interesting happened on my way to Oshodi this morning. At the park, this rough mean-looking conductor also known as “agbero” in Yoruba was screaming for passengers, his vernacular oscillating between Yoruba and pidgin English.
“Oshod! Oshod!” He shouted angrily as I along with some other passengers scuttled for seats. There was this beautiful young lady who READ MORE
The rich and poor have 24hours, the old and the young, the happy and sad, the child and an adult have 24 hours, many more questions… what differentiates us? Many say our personalities but then I’ve seen a poor sanguine and a rich sanguine. So what then is the difference?