The Writeventures of Emaleecious

I'm becoming quite regular here...#shinesteeth. But I won't praise myself so much because I am not even predictable anymore. Something tells me deep down that after my self-praise, I will just revert to my old ways... #sigh. May God deliver me from myself.  Did I hear an Amen? How are you doing? Chopping life with double hands I presume? Chop am well. That's the way forward. But no mago-mago sha. God hates false things! Yesterday,  'Toro and myself were on our way to work and somehow the convo shifted to how our parents brought us up. We compared our growing up days to the way kids these days are brought up. What a world of difference!!!! An example- I remember clearly one day when a family friend came visiting. For some reason I can't remember, I didn't go to school. Herself and my mum had a good visit and as she prepared to go, she dipped her hand into her purse and came up with some money for me to use to "buy biscuits" for myself. Of co...

I bet some of you thought abiku* things were synonymous with humans alone? Well, I am here to confuse and not convince you that Abikuism occurs in the inanimate world as well. By the way how many of you were in the debate club in primary school? I hope you never actually confused the listeners? I remember one debate my sister and I watched on one of those children's programs on TV years back. The poor debater had been made to cram his argument and he got stuck from the onset. He began this way: Good day panel of judges, accurate time keeper...and my  listeners    (in whatever order it is, forgive me but "my teachers didn't teach me"). I am here to support the motion that "polygamy is better than monogamy". Polygamy-". Alas, my very bright student lost steam and had to start all over from his greeting again. Yes, all the way from "good day panel of judges...". The sad thing is that he did this about 3 times before the time keeper interve...