I hate weddings. Not the institution but the ceremonies built around it. I mean, the first miracle Jesus ever performed was at a wedding…and that should have sent a signal to humanity that no matter how hard people try, something would always go wrong at a wedding ceremony. There were bad cases: Anita and her Fred … Continue reading You may kiss the Bride… muah
As a graduate of Theatre Arts, I learnt to conquer stage fright early in life. My acting professor, late Professor Ola Rotimi, reminded us that humans were toothless bulldogs. If they didn’t bite, we had no reason to be scared of them on stage. He always said “focus on one person smiling at you and … Continue reading My President has stage fright
I could have been an area father
Having no joy in peaceful situations
Or a professional freeloader
With no life, no goal, no aspirations
It was our first family vacation. Our parents had been planning this getaway for months and we had been bragging about it to anyone who cared to listen – OUR FAMILY WAS GOING ON A CHRISTMAS VACATION. 7 of us stuffed ourselves into our Peugeot 505 station wagon, cramped with enough baggage to last us … Continue reading Prodigal Ambitions
‘Hi. My name is Dapo. Ibidapo William Adesida’ That was my Father. He was perhaps the baddest guy in south western Nigeria at the time. He wore a trench coat, kept a beard and smoked a pipe. Ibidapo William Adesida had swag…even in the 50s. He came to Ibadan from Owo, his home town, in … Continue reading Owambe on a weekday
One Bedroom Apartment opposite VGC. N150,000.00 only. The advert caught my attention. I had just changed jobs and was now working in Victoria Island. I still lived in Sango Ota, Ogun state, Nigeria. In the first days of my resumption, I spent an average of 8 hours in traffic everyday getting to and from work. … Continue reading Over my dead body
Whoever invented school must have been crazy. I always wondered why I had to spend the first 16 years of my life doing what I just hated. My aversion to school started from my early days on earth. Myth has it that I knew how to walk at 8 months but didn’t display the skill … Continue reading My French teacher had an Igbo accent
I was born in an age of intimidation. 24th September, 1979 was the date and there was nothing special about it. I was the 5th child. I was 7 years younger than my closest sibling. Our dining table had six seats: two for daddy and mummy and 4 for the other children. I got the … Continue reading Never again