Happy New Year & Greetings From My Motherland

Happy New Year folks and greetings from my motherland!

I’ve been in Nigeria for the last four days and it’s been good so far. It’s a full house with my mother, grandma, uncle, two aunts and cousin. It’s been great bonding with them all and dodging the million and one chores they have for me to do. Nigerian parents have doctorates in fagging aka sending people on errands. It is unthinkable that they will reach for a remote control on a table in front of them when they have a child who is asleep, that they can awaken to pass it to them.  Their hands it seems, are only good for counting money, transferring food from hand to mouth and dishing out slaps. Thankfully, my cousin is much younger than I am so she gets sent on the bulk of the errands. Every now and again, I feel sorry for her and take on some of them lest the poor girl crumbles under the weight of their unending demands.

Relative to Lagos, Abuja is a quiet city. Not much happens here, not unless you count bombings as entertainment . It’s deeply saddening that any human being will choose to take the life of another. May the souls of all those who lost their lives in the Christmas Day bombing rest in peace.

On a lighter note, I met one of my twitter cum blogger buddies, John Doe aka SingleNigerian aka JD,in the flesh. It was exciting I tell you, especially as he tweets and blogs anonymously. He had to bribe me (with a plate of fish and chips) not to reveal his identity.  He took me to the Arts and Crafts village in Abuja and but for thoughts of my monthly travel card which I’m yet to buy, I’d have bought out the entire village. If you’re a fan of wooden and bronze sculptures and leather artefacts, you’ll love it. Their prices are geared at foreigners though so you have to haggle like crazy to get anything resembling a bargain. Thanks to my excellent display of self control, all I bought was an Ayo chest. Ayo for those in the dark, is a native Yoruba game…I think.  JD promised to find me a Ludo board as well. I’m looking forward to giving my grandma, our family Ludo champion, a good beating when it arrives. Someone needs to take her down a peg or two.

 

We all went to mass this morning and I tell you, some things never change. My mother got the entire household up three hours before mass was to start. After threatening showers of fire and brimstone on anyone who wasn’t ready on time, she was the last to shower, get dressed and the reason we were late. When she finally emerged from her room, it was with a frown on her face and stinging words for anyone she found sitting and waiting patiently in the living room.

“What are you sitting there for? Can’t you see the time?!”

Yes we can mother but can YOU?!

I love my mother I tell you, the woman is a character.  Henceforth she will be referred to as ‘The General’ on this blog.

Ladies and gentlemen, my stomach is currently doing back flips; I feel sick as a dog. I’m off to find ways to quieten the beast…if you know what I mean.

Happy New year again and may the grace and peace of God be with you today and always.

 

xxx

Waila

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7 comments

  1. The general. Ha ha. Home is where the heart is…and mothers will always be mothers (felt like you were describing mine). Happy new year.

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  2. Hallo, Miz Caan! Happy New Year, wishing you the very best to come in 2012. My sincere regards to your mum too.

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  3. “Relative to Lagos, Abuja is a quiet city. Not much happens here, not unless you count bombings as entertainment ”

    For some reason, this line made me lol.

    First time here: Nice blog

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