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Notions (Sensitisation)

While the Sexual harassment issue is trending, I'd like to talk a bit on Sexual Abuse, and rape and the reality that many people, citizens of Nigeria do not take Sexual Abuse serious. Maybe it is due to the fact there is no enough sensitisation on the issue, which can be attributed to the fact that Nigerians perceive sex as such a Sacred topic, a taboo to talk about. This means that to an average Nigerian, stories and news on Sex is viewed in an abstract form. Sexual abuse, therefore tend to get sidelined. The truth is that people know it happens, stories spread but few people willingly ever comes out to share their experiences. In a situation whereby it is difficult for the females to speak up, it is more difficult for the male gender to speak up. Since I was posting on the #SexForGrades on my status, 2 of my Friends had dmed me to ask why I was so sentimental to things that pertains to the female gender. I was shocked that such question was thrown at me. For one, I am female,

AN EPISTLE... BORN TO BE GREAT

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An EPISTLE.... I was birthed with mom losing pines of blood I looked like a wretched lizard at birth , probably because the cruel world didn't want me here BUT GOD WANTED ME. I was raised in an uncompleted building. Mama did a whole lot of things which didn't tamper her virtue but exceeded the strength of her fragile hands just to see us survive. Pops was broke, I mean it. He was constantly looking for a way out. He turned an errand boy for guys who kinda saw d light of few pennies. But we kept on pressing. He had to bend his ego and squeezed his pride into tiny fragments just to give my 5 brothers and I, the life we've got now. Trust me i didn't have d feeling of a copper spoon so most times i wonder what a big deal silver spoon would be. But thank God for Moms,  she taught us a song the Song of Jabez, make me a Better me Lord. It kept us going. It was a fuel to our fire. She fasted, starved and as dark skinned as she was, her knees got knuckle because

Notions (Sex For Grades)

A documentary was released yesterday titled "Sex for Grades". As the implies, it follows up a secret investigation in Nigeria Universities on lecturers whom many people have alleged harassed them sexually. Now, first I should start by saying that I commend the lead reporter for the documentary, Kiki Mordi. Apparently, she experienced Sexual abuse in her first year in the University. It even made her drop outta School. I must confess that I really applaud her for the efforts she made in taking part of the investigation. Also, to the reporters who were brave enough to go undercover and pose as students, It's actually a huge feat. Now, on to the sexual abuse, I really have no words. Personally, I have not had any experiences of that sort and I definitely do not want to undergo such. For one, it's an infringement of ones fundamental human right. The case of sexual harassment or advancement from lecturers, or even anyone in authority does not anyone a choice. It's l

Passion

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I believe in Football and the impact it has had on my life. For me Football have always been more than just a game to play with friends. To me Football was everything, I had Football posters, Football pillow cases, watched Football movies. My whole life revolved around Football. I’ve been consumed by it since the day I was born. When I was young I was like any other kid except for I have always been short and until about age 11 I was skinny as a twig. These two faults in my genetic make up made it so it was hard for me to do some things I wanted to do. My favorite sport had always been football, but due to my size I did not meet the size requirements to play. So because of that I had to play other sports such as Dodgeball and Relay. Even as a child I knew playing these sports would only make me better, but mainly i just wanted to play football. Even though I was not always motivated to play these sports they had taught me a key element that would be necessary later in football and la