Just a few months back, I had literally no answer to the question: what is the most scared you have ever been? Fast forward to after NYSC camp. I would now consider the thump thump of my heart as I lay under the bed staring at the soldiers boot so close to my nose as he searched for those hiding away from the daily parade. I didn’t realize I was even holding my breath till he walked out of the room.
I would also consider the day I mistook a soldier for one of the people charging phones and told him to “use original charger ooo”. But in all honesty, the fear on those days probably do not measure up to what I was feeling in this picture.
Maybe I look stable, maybe I don’t, but what you need to know is that I was about 12 ft in the air with only these two ropes to support me. I was moving when I first got on the ropes but for some reason, I suddenly froze.
I tried to move but I could see myself tumbling to the ground. My hands started sweating and got really slippery. My legs started getting weak. And the rhythm of my heart pounding never seemed to stopp. In fact it seemed to be saying “Tomi, this is the end”. My eyes started to turn and I stopped feeling my legs. I just wanted to shout “Tell my mummy I love her”…
I was stuck in this position for almost five minutes and people were waiting to climb but I just couldn’t move. Some of the man o’ war guys then came around. I guess I hoped they would just help me to get down and that would be the end of my ordeal but I didn’t believe what the guy said to me.
He looked up at me and said “You can’t get down. You have to keep moving.” I’m like “huh? ”
He explained that trying to get me down would offset my balance in some way and I would tumble to the ground before anyone could catch me so I actually had to finish the course and get to the ladder.
I started to cry. Not serious tears but I could feel a flood more burning behind my eyes.
I finally opened my eyes and did what I had to do. I still don’t exactly remember what I did differently other than to move. I went slower than I started but I moved. And it turns out that was all I had to do to get to the end and come down the ladder.
It was crazy scary experience but it was also one of the greatest life lessons I learnt. You need to keep moving no matter what and no matter how slow. What matters is that you’re not frozen or stagnant. Just keep moving!
Much love 😍
Your tiny eyed storyteller.
You would definitely know when your village people don’t want you to prosper but God is on your side. I learnt that today. The hard way!
So I just started working at this new place for my NYSC (National Youth Service Corps) and I absolutely love it. It has been really exciting. I’ve not really been doing much but finally today, I was supposed to go for my first pitch. I was kind of excited about it and for some reason I couldn’t quite place a finger on, very nervous too.
Normally I resume work by 9am. I leave home around 7am-7:30am and get to work like ten minutes to 9. But I woke up this morning and realized I had just 100 naira in my purse. I quickly calculated it. I’d use the 100 naira to get to the bus stop, withdraw at the ATM at the bus stop and then be on my way. I factored in like 10 minutes for withdrawing just to ensure I’m not late. 1+2=3-1=2 Quick maths! Or so I thought 😭
Dr Owoeye used to say in TMC 311 class “Man plans, God laughs” and I used to laugh at the saying. It seemed so funny until this morning when it happened to me and I realized how much I must have been laughed at.
I was about to leave home at 7 on the dot when I discovered the 100 naira was missing. Brethren, I searched my room like never before. I turned the whole place upside down, yet it was nowhere to be found. Nobody else was at home. I just had to find the money. I searched till like 7:15 and still didn’t see it. So I decided to just trek to the bus stop. It couldn’t be more than a 10 minutes walk and I started the trek.
After about 5 minutes I started getting tired because I was walk-jogging to avoid wasting time. I finally got there after like 20 minutes of trekking. Yeah my estimate was wrong. It was far!
I finally reached the bus stop and went straight to the closest ATM. Lo and behold, it was not dispensing. I quickly started walking to the other ATMs of the other two banks, another 5 mins away. Immediately I got close and saw people, I was so happy.
“Thank you Jesus”. I said in my mind “Devil you have lost!”.
Maybe that’s what provoked the devil because as I put my card next thing I saw was “CARD NOT SMART” Haaaaaaa… Aye mi temi bami!!! Ayu Ayu Ayu maaaaddd? Whose card is not smart? It’s like this ATM is not smart. I kept trying others. Same thing brethren! At this point guys, it was like quarter to 8. The security man advised me to go and try the other bank’s ATM and so I went to the second bank.
This is when I knew that Lagosians have a problem. There was such a crowd…only for me to get there and see that it was not dispensing. “Please what are you now waiting forrrr???!!!” A guy told me they were loading it so I decided to join them and wait. Let’s all be foolish together.
I waited for like another 20 minutes. All the while praying from the depth of my heart that my card would work when the ATM starts dispensing. It finally started and since I met a crowd I had to wait for my turn. It was my turn and like play like play, again “CARD NOT SMART”.
I tried again and again and again until one person shouted “Aunty you wan sleep there, if you no get money comot make we use am.” Lagosians are so rude 😭😭😭😭.
Hot tears were burning my eyes and I was so close to letting it out😧. That’s when the idea came. I walked up to one random guy that seemed nice on the queue and begged him to let me transfer to his account and he’ll withdraw it for me. He already saw my despair so he agreed and asked how much. When it was his turn, he withdrew the money. Mind you, he had not gotten alert. But he gave me the money anyways and said he trusts that I sent it. (wherever you are God bless you).
I quickly caught Egbeda bus and told the conductor “1000 lo wa ooo” before he’ll start shouting at me on the road. He said to bring it now so he’ll change it. It was at this point that I knew that I was being followed from the village. I dipped my hand into my bag and couldn’t find the money. I literally poured out my whole bag in the bus but couldn’t find it. I could not win against my village people. It was obvious. I quietly told them to stop the bus and I alighted. It was over! They won. What can I say?😞
It turned to start trekking back to my house when something just told me to check my bag again. Lo and behold I didn’t even have to put my hand inside the bag. Right there on top was the money. I didn’t think twice. I grabbed it, held it tightly in my hand before they’ll make it disappear again and called the next bike I saw. “Ikeja!!!” Dude saw how desperate I was and said 1300 but I didn’t mind. I just wanted to get to work.
I finally reached around to 10. Yes! I made it to work and even better I DID NOT MISS THE PITCH!!! My village people tried today but God conquered them. Anybody from your village hindering your destiny fulfillment will be conquered today😂😂😂!!!!!
With this few points of mine people, I hope I’ve been able to convince you that my village people are strong, but my God is stronger. Have a blessed day!
For everyone who has been disturbing me to know how last week’s post would end, well here is how it ends. Just in case you haven’t seen the previous post just click here before you read this.
Soo where did I stop? Yes! it started raining heavily. Kunle was waiting for me. I couldn’t leave because I couldn’t afford to show up soaked. I needed to make the best impression today so I decided to wait for the rain to stop. I’ve never prayed so hard before. I started confessing all my sins. I told God that if the rain should stop I’ll never sin again in my life😂😂😂😂😂. Then I went back to my room to wait believing that God would answer my prayers and stop the rain soon.
It was as if God heard me because almost immediately I laid down on the bed, the rain stopped. I ran out of my room and out of the gate and just as I stepped out, it was Kunle at the gate, waiting with an umbrella. I couldn’t believe my eyes. As obvious as it was, I still asked what he was doing there. He said he had been waiting for me but he figured I was stuck because of the rain so he came to get me. I couldn’t believe it. I had not gotten to the party yet but my fantasies were already coming true!!! We walked back to the party together and I was sure to laugh loudly enough when any of my classmates passed just so they would see who I was going with 😂.
We stayed together the whole time at the party, talking and laughing. He even used his connections to get me pepper soup that was meant for only SS2 and 3 students. I was living the life. The highlight of my evening was when the music became slower and he stood up walked over to my side and said “May I have this dance?” At this point, I couldn’t even say anything because it was happening! My husband asked me to dance with him!
The dance started off awkward because I had no idea what to do or where to put my hands, but he slowly eased me into it. We found a rhythm finally and I didn’t say anything. I just wanted to enjoy the moment but then he spoke. “I had such an amazing time with you today.” and I replied “Me too”. Then silence again. I put my head in his shoulder as we moved together. Then we started to talk again. The conversation went something like this
Kunle: I know we just met but…
Me: Nope.. You just met me. I met you like a year ago.
Kunle: Hahaha so I was right, you’ve been stalking me.
Me: Oh well if you call it that *blushes*
Kunle: Well I don’t want you to stop. I really really like you. I wish I also met you like a year ago.
Me: *more blushes*
Kunle: I’m serious Tomi. I wasn’t going to ask you this yet but since you said you met me a year ago I might as well just ask you now.
Me: *heart pounding, blood pressure rising*
Kunle: Will you be my…
“Senior Tomi! Senior Tomi!! It’s time for prep. Why didn’t you come for hostel party?” Yes. I slept off😭😭😭. That was my school daughter waking me by the way. Kunle was so close to becoming my boyfriend… in my dreams.
As I was trying to boot, I heard my friends shouting my name down the hall obviously racing to my room to find out why I didn’t show up at the party and to give me the full gist about what went down. To be honest, I was in no mood to hear about it. I just lost the best opportunity I had with the love of my life. I wanted to just go somewhere and cry. But I couldn’t tell them that.
My two friends Toju and Busola burst into my room with “Tomi!!! Why didn’t you come?! You won’t believe what happened!” and they started downloading the gist to me. Toju was the talker. She wouldn’t stop talking.
“Guess who asked Busola to dance with him?” I was not interested. I should have been dancing with my own Prince Charming. I didn’t want to know about any other person. But I said “Who? ” to avoid hurting her feelings. And the answer came.
My head did a 360. “Huh? Which senior Kunle?”
“Same one na. Fine senior Kunle.”
Don’t let me bore you with details but in two weeks Busola and Senior Kunle were dating. It was the end of the shortest love story I ever had. Just in case you’re wondering, Yes! I cried. But later in life I was grateful for those tears because that incident taught me a number of things I never could have learnt otherwise.
– When you want something, go for it. Stop waiting for things to happen. Go out and make them happen. I never had the courage to strike up at least a friendship with Kunle. Maybe if I made friends with him earlier, our story would have ended differently.
– When challenges come, you don’t just sit around and wait for them to stop. You’ll sleep off- like me. If you keep waiting for the rain to stop then all your dreams would remain dreams forever. Sometimes you have to go through the pain to experience the joy.
-If you wait until everything is perfect before doing anything, you’ll probably never do much of anything. Start with what you have. If you keep waiting till you’re fully ready, you’ll wait forever.
Sooo yes! That’s how the story ends. A happy story, a sad ending, a great lesson.
So what’s that thing you are waiting for? Get up and do it today!
Do you think I should have done something otherwise? How did you want the story to end? Did you learn a separate lesson from my story? Or have you waited to do something and then lost the opportunity? Share it with me in the comments section. I can’t wait to read them. Your comments mean so much to me. Thank you so much for reading.
Much love 😍
Your tiny eyed storyteller.
This story embodies one of the most embarrassingly painful times of my life so just sit tight and don’t laugh at me too much.😂 Actually, don’t laugh at all. If you do, I WILL KNOW. I WILL FIND YOU. AND I WILL BEAT YOU. 🙄
Hmmm soo the most silly days of my life were in secondary school. I can’t even fathom the silly things I did back then. Thank God for growth 😂. Back then in secondary school, SS1 or 2 precisely, I had a crush. Yes! A crush. He was a class ahead of me and the first moment I saw him, I just knew were were meant to be together. We were going to get married and have 3 children – two boys and a girl- and then leave this country to live on some island in Venice. The only problem with my theory was that this my husband didn’t even know who I was. 😭😭 That didn’t really matter to me anyways. I knew that one day he would also realize that we were supposed to be together forever.
Nowadays, it’s so easy to tell your friends when you have a crush but back then, you would have to hide it as if it was your deepest darkest secret. And I did. I also did everything in my power to get him to notice me but it wasn’t exactly happening like I planned, until one day; one fateful day. One of my roommates who was also a class ahead of me had helped me to send a day student to get a dress for me to wear to the hostel party coming up in about a week . (Hostel party was kind of like a social night but during the day. We had music, dance, games, nice clothes, boys and girls talking with no disturbance etc).
She had asked me to come to her class to collect the dress during the break. Note that she happened to be in the same arm as this my husband (let’s call him Kunle). When I got there, I stood at the door trying to scan the class for her when someone who was trying to go out mistakenly hit me on shoulder, I looked up and it was my husband, Kunle. Yessssss!!!! Perfect love story😍. Just like I expected he said “oh my God, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” In my mind I was like “Of course baby, you could never hurt me. I’ll tell our three children this story” but in reality I was actually just staring at him like a dumbfounded fool.😭😭😭
He said sorry again and went away. I stood there for about 5 more seconds before finally remembering what I was doing there. I found my roommate and collected what I was there to collect and started talking about other things. About five minutes into our conversation, she points behind me and goes “Oh Tomi, have you met my school brother? Kunle, this is my roommate Tomi. Tomi this is Kunle.” He stretched out his hand to give me a handshake. I took the hand, still saying nothing and flashed my best smile. At least I thought it was, but I’m told it usually comes out looking something like this 😭😭😭
I didn’t want to let go of that hand but then he finally did the letting go. I said goodbye to my roommate and kept the hand in my pocket. I didn’t write any note for the rest of the day. I needed to preserve the hand that Kunle shook. I spent my remaining classes strategizing my next accidental bumps into him but none of them seemed perfect.
As God would have it, it turned out I didn’t even need the struggle because the next time we met was really accidental. It was almost a week later on a Thursday morning. I was the assistant class captain and I was going to submit a pile of notebooks to the staffroom when I just looked up and saw him walking towards me.
“Thump..thump..thump!” my heartbeat wouldn’t let me be great in peace. It was so loud I thought he would hear it. When he got to me, he casually said “Hi Tomi” and walked past. He remembered my name😁😁😁😁. That was me, grinning like a fool. I walked into the staff room still wearing my foolish grin 😁. The teacher had to ask why I was smiling so much but I laughed it off. That smile stayed with me throughout every single period that day. Even Maths class.
Fast forward to after school that day. As I was stepping out of my class, guess who was passing. No one but my kunle. I actually found my voice this time and asked if he was stalking me. The conversation went something like this.
Me: Are you stalking me?
Kunle: Hahaha…You’re the one stalking me.
Me: Haha… that’s a lie you were the one passing in front of my class the same time I was coming out.
Kunle: Nope…you were the one that decided to come out the same time I was passing.
The conversation actually went well. We talked and laughed till we got to the front of the male hostel, mine was still a bit further and guys were not allowed to reach there so we stopped walking in front of his and kept talking. Then he asked “Are you going for hostel party?” (Of course I was going but I didn’t know if he was) so I said “Ermm, I’m not sure yet” and he says “Come naaah. What are you still thinking about? You better come. We’ll talk more then. See ya.” And off he went, into his hostel.
I let out the longest breath ever. I didn’t even realize I had been holding my breath. I just had more than a 5-minute conversation with my husband. I just walked to the hostel with my husband. My husband wanted to talk more with me at hostel party. I was so excited. I smiled at everybody and said hi to random juniors on the way. I thanked my stars I had prepared a dress. All I had to do now was wait for the D-day.
Friday felt like the slowest day ever. I couldn’t wait for Saturday to come. I was going to be with Kunle at the hostel party. I was going to dazzle him with my fine face, fine dress and fine personality. He would be more than just my crush by the end of the party. My friends noticed I was different and they asked questions but there was no way I was telling them I had a crush (it was secondary school. In my time, it was a big deal!).
Thankfully, Saturday finally came. All my friends were ready to go but not me. I had to look perfect for my Kunle. I delayed them so much. I kept applying and reapplying my white power, lip gloss and eye pencil (that was our make up then😂) I couldn’t decide which shoe to wear. I couldn’t decide how to pack my hair. I couldn’t decide which accessories looked best. My friends finally got tired and left me. But finally, I WAS READY!!! I stepped out like a queen. A slay queen. And just as I stepped out of my room to the corridor, a heavy downpour began! No warning. No signs. Nothing at all. It just started raining cats and dogs.
Hahaha…the story continues but I’m tired lol. I will continue in my next post. If you can’t wait to read the rest of this story, let me know in the comments section. I just might post it during the week if your comments motivate me enough 😂😂😂.
Thank you so much for reading. Have an amazing week ahead. Stay consistent.
Much love 😍
Your tiny-eyed storyteller.
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