MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH LONDON

I Love London!

It's my favourite city. To live and go to school in Central London is so exciting!

So excited to be spending my youth in a beautiful place with historical importance. 

I'll stop gushing about this endroit magnifique as I don't want to make you more jealous than you already are, ha!

My big sister turned 23 a few weeks ago and we went out to drinks at Madison London. It's a rooftop bar/restaurant in St. Paul with an amazing view of London. I had a very pleasant night looking over my lovely city. 

Can't wait until I go back in the summer.

Wishing everyone a lovely week.

Happy Easter People!

FREEDOM

I walked a distance today,

An effort to clear my mind and perhaps find worthy inspiration,

Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!

Oo, the joys of freedom.

My body is free, 

But my mind.. my mind is not free, I think.

Sometimes I feel like a slave, a slave to my emotions.

I can't have it all.

In my little stroll,

The one with whom I have created an unforgettable memory keeps springing up in thought,

Can I not have a moment alone?

A moment of clarity? 

This is the bitter cup of a fixation,

The inability to be expressive,

The power of a subject so fickle,

For fear of letting the guard down and shattering the just re-built wall.

This cage the mind is bolted in is self created,

For any recurrent thought is so because the mind allows it,

As I take steps in the wind,

I find that indeed both mind and body in unison sing The Joys of Freedom! 

FOR CHINUA ACHEBE: UNFORGETTABLE YOU ARE

I sat at lunch with a friend on the 21st of March, 2013, we hadn't caught up with each other in a long time so our lunch date was very long. We spoke about everything possible. My friend is one of the people who regret that the secession of Biafra was not successful, so as usual he brought the topic up. Somehow, we found ourselves talking about Pa Chinua Achebe. I said, "Hmm, Chinua Achebe is like our Mandela, if he dies, I'd cry a bucket full of tears"

I woke up on the 22nd of March, 2013 to the news that indeed Pa Chinua Achebe had passed on.
In "Things fall Apart", he wrote, "Okonkwo was well known throughout the nine villages and even beyond. His fame rested on solid personal achievements.." Chinua Achebe earned respect, fame and admiration around the world solely because of the quality of his work.

Chinua Achebe's writing had the ability to bring literary characters to life. Whilst reading Things Fall Apart, I felt like I knew Okonkwo, I related to him. When the book was made into a series, Pete Edochie played Okonkwo. Every time I see Pete Edochie in a movie today, the first thing that comes to my mind is Okonkwo!

From Things Fall Apart to No longer at ease to A man of the people, Arrow of God, Anthills of the Savannah, The Problem with Nigeria and There was a Country, I was always left spell bound. It was impossible to not finish reading anyone of his novels. His descriptive ability intrigued my mind and let my imagination run wild. In my entire life, I have not highlighted as many paragraphs as I did whilst reading his Personal history of Biafra. It breaks my heart that in his lifetime, he did not see the change he had hoped for Nigeria. The corruption he wrote about in "No Longer at Ease" is still the order of the day in an even worse magnitude.

Today, I celebrate the life of the genius that is Pa Chinua Achebe. I am thankful that his work is a source of Inspiration and gives me an Insight. He set a moral standard for us, Integrity over everything! he displayed this in the honesty of his work and his refusal to accept National honours.

Through unequalled lenses,
He predicted the future,
He proffered solutions to the future's dilemma,
But no mind was paid.

He watched his homeland grow to greatness,
He watched it shatter to the ground,
His heart was heavy,
All he had left were memories.

Memories of a time when his home was peaceful,
A time when he & his contemporaries were overflowing with hopes and dreams,
A place of great potential.
Now, he is resting, shall we let his dreams die?

Adieu Albert Chinualumogu Achebe.

Unforgettable you are. 

ON ADULTHOOD: ALL TOO FAST?

I turn 20 in a month and 4 days.
Whilst I can't fully relate to the plight of a twenty-something year old with regards to making life changing decisions such as Career paths, Marriage, general Independence and all of the things that come with being a young adult in the real world, I can however relate to the Unsurety and Fear that accompany these things.

I was watching the Season Finale of Lena Dunham's twenty-something project "Girls"
One of the characters Hanna is having a really difficult time being Independent and she says;
"You know when you're young and you drop glass, your Dad says get out the way so you can be safe while he cleans it up. Well, now no one really cares if I clean it up myself, no one really cares if I get cut with the glass. If I break something, no one says let me take care of that, You know?"

I'm only 20, I'm still on my Parents payroll, I don't have to make a choice with regards to my career path now, I still have 2 summers of Internships, my Parents still call to check up on me but I still feel like I need to clean up my glass by myself. My Second year at University hasn't been so amazing, I certainly have not made any ground breaking discoveries, I'm not even sure I've learnt anything new and this really worries me because I like to learn, I love to feel like I am making progress but my life feels so static now.

I hate that I have to go to lectures where I don't even understand a word the lecturer is saying due to how poor his/her delivery is, I don't even get tutorials at my Uni so I cannot even consolidate on the work I am being taught. I fall asleep every time I try to revise because it all just seems so pointless. I've not always been like this though. Once Upon a time, I had teachers who taught so well, I enjoyed reading through my notes, my average percentage was always overwhelming and I was always satisfied!

No one knows I'm this frightened because I never speak about it. I always laugh it off. I love to make jokes about the things I'm most frightened about. My School work is one of the most Important things to me. It is the field were I stand out, If I cant stand out anymore then how exactly am I going to differentiate myself? A number of people have high expectations of me, I don't want to let them down, I cannot let myself down either so I have decided to juice this lemon life has thrown at me. I have decided to face my fears, convince my mind to accept optimism and work as hard as is humanely possible. That's what adults do! They Push! They Push because they do not have an option, they push because they are solely responsible for themselves and maybe others. It's time to do some growing up, Its time to start cleaning up those glass pieces myself and not worry if anyone cares about me cleaning it up alone or getting cut.

Your Mindset is everything, convince your mind to Push because that is the only option. Lets see what happens.

Have a great day every one!

Love,

Onyi.

ILLITERACY LEVEL IN NIGERIA: A TICKING TIME BOMB

A few days ago, a video containing the commandant of the Lagos State chapter of the Nigerian Security and Civil Defense Corps (NSCDC) being asked the address of his organisation’s website in a discussion with Channels news hosts went viral. In this video we watched:

•       A person holding a high office in a Nigerian Parastatal speak very Informal English in a formal discussion. 
•      This same person fail to tell us what his organisation’s website address is.

Illiteracy is defined as a lack of education or a general exhibition of Ignorance. It is saddening that our society in general is plagued with this. About 71.5% of Nigerians live in absolute poverty thus are not able to gain a decent education or any education at all. It is very common that the lower living class have more children than the middle/upper class as a result of not practicing birth control. These kids come into a world of little or nothing. With an absent Welfare system, what help is rendered to them really?

The state of Education in Nigeria is very appalling. People graduate University and cannot even construct a grammatically correct sentence. The exams conducted to gain admission into tertiary Institutions are a huge sham!  Take the Joint Admissions And Matriculation Board (JAMB) examination as an example. Students bribe the exam invigilators and so are allowed to cheat or at the very worst, the supervisors are paid to read out answers to the multiple-choice questions to the students. A student who has indulged in this would end up gaining admission into a tertiary Institution and possibly cheat his/her way through. Our Educational Institutions put a high percentage of half-baked individuals in the job market yearly, what skills with regards to their degrees do they have to offer? In 2011, the UK blacklisted medical graduates from 9 Nigerian Universities. The quality of education received in our Universities is clearly not up to world standard.  With outdated Science laboratories, how does a university student gain practical knowledge? In 2013, students suck the end of their pipettes to fill it up, are we in the Stone Age?

A few months ago, Mrs Oby Ezekwesili, a former Minister of Education and current Vice President of the World Bank’s Africa division accused the Yar’Adua/Jonathan administration of wasting $67 billion left in the Federation Account by the Olusegun Obasanjo administration. The present Minister of Information, Mr Labaran Makun then went on to accuse her of mismanaging N458.1 billion budgeted to the Education sector.  Oby Ezekwesili took up the appointment as Education Minister in June 2006 and left to take up her World Bank appointment in May 2007.  I do not believe that these funds were misplaced under Mrs Ezekwesili’s watch as she is a woman of great Integrity but this just goes to show how vast amounts of money are toyed around with by government officials whilst the populace suffer. N458.1 billion apportioned to the Ministry of Education, yet a child cannot get decent education?

Some states have tried to provide their citizenry with free Primary education, but the quality of education being received is very poor. These children leave primary school and can neither read nor write. Recently, a social network called “Keek” became very popular. People make 36 seconds long videos and post them unto this platform. A lot of people go on Keek to have a laugh and a lot of youth based in Nigeria use this platform. The grammatical errors made by some of the Nigerians on Keek are alarming. I laugh whilst I watch people display sheer illiteracy but the harsh reality is that these people are my peers, we are the leaders of the future. The different societies we have found ourselves in have shaped us positively/negatively.

No sector decline has as much an effect as education has. Human resources are the most important of all resources as we control other resources. I remember watching a Documentary on the history of Nigeria and listening to our Past leaders speak Impeccable English, in comparison to what blares from our televisions and radios today, we have really gone downhill. Reading Pa Chinua Achebe’s “There was a country”, and imagining all his University of Ibadan stories, I get really jealous. There was a time when people didn’t have to cross the Atlantic and pay huge sums of money to get a world-class education because the one they got in the country was just as good.

A total reform in the Education sector is required. More Teacher’s Training Colleges and Polytechnics need to be created. Not all Universities are up to par; those not up to par should be converted to polytechnics and teachers training colleges. The welfare of teacher’s should be taken into account. An increment in their salaries are required, these are the people who mould the future generation hence they should be well taken care of. League tables are necessary as they fuel Inter-school competitions. Competition helps to improve quality. The education sector needs to be void of corruption; it needs a well-managed budget. It should not be toyed with as the future of our Country is dependent on the skills we, the youth possess.

Every child has a right to good education #REFORMTHENIGERIANEDUCATIONSECTOR 

DOWNGRADED, I'M HAPPIER

I've been trying to expatiate on bits I highlighted whilst reading Chinua Achebe's "There was a Country" hence why I haven't put anything up in what seems like an eternity. I want that post to be close to perfection, I pray it turns out so.

I keep my diary from 2012 as far away as possible from me but today I felt really guilty. I just started this blog and I'd gone a whole week without posting? Now, that's bad! So, I brought it out from the hidden dungeon where I locked it up and I started scanning through the pages. Last year I read a lot of Inspirational write-ups, Chicken soup for the soul was a great uplifter.

I read a story out of it where the story teller tells how she downgraded her lifestyle, more time with family, less time with life's frivolities and she was much happier. At the time, I totally related and even now when almost everything feels rosy, I still relate. It's the little things in life that make us happy. My loudest laughs have been from sitting down in the living room with family, catching up/making jokes about past/present occurrences.

My diary entry on the day when I read this was REALLY cheesy but I'll still share,

• "Everyday when I wake up, in spite of everything I think is wrong, I still thank God for giving me a heart large enough to love, soft enough to forgive and strong enough to an extent, persevere"
• "I think one of my new goals is to make at least one person smile daily, nothing beats making people happy really"

Just as the earth has weather seasons, our lives have changing seasons too.

Remember, the cold winter turns into the warm spring,

So when a gloomy forecast comes, welcome optimism in,

And dwell on the fact that, the joy in life is that the pain will not last forever.

Love,

Onyi. 

NO MAN IS AN ISLAND

I thought to share one of my favourite poems by  John Donne with everyone;

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

It's one of my favourite poems because it reinforces the importance of human relations. It reinforces the fact that no matter how alone we feel sometimes, we are really never alone, there is always that one person or that group of people that have our better interests at heart.

Have a good day everyone.

Love,

Onyi.

REMINISCENT OF THE GREATEST MAN I KNOW.

Before I went on vacation last year, I tried to change my hair colour.

I got it done in Lagos, Nigeria and as expected, it didn't turn out right (LOL). I was hoping for a red with a burgundy-esque undertone but what I got was something along the lines of a burnt orange. Oo! I totally hated it.

The picture above is the best one I could find of myself alone. Yes, I hated it that much. Once I was back in England I tried to fix it and I got the perfect colour I wanted! I was so excited, it was perfect for my skin tone. Not too bright, just right. But seeing as I have African hair, I am not a pop star and the colour got brighter with every wash, I got tired of having to spend a fortune re-dying at every visit to the hair salon. I decided to go back to my natural hair colour, brown. I changed my mind on my way to the salon and decided to go the Jet black route instead.

Jet black hair is reminiscent of my Grand-Pa, the great Emmanuel Aguma. I don't think I ever saw a grey strand in his mane. As a child, I remember watching him in front of his mirror applying the local black dye to his hair. In the 17 years my Grand-Pa was around me, he mainly wore white clothes. Thinking about it now, he might be the most "swagged-out" man I know, with my Daddy in a close second place (LOL). 

My post today is me trying to embody my Grand-Pa but being the colour-obsessed person I am, I had to add a pop of colour with my camisole and shoes.

Take 1

Take 2

P.S I promise to bring more adventurous photos, I was in a rush last night. My apologies for the bad lighting.

Love,

Onyi.

WEIRD? NO, DIFFERENT.

Strange, Eccentric, Unusual, Weird, DIFFERENT!

I never watched the Sound of Music (It made little Onyi cringe, Oo no!)

I couldn't ever sit through the Lion King (I'd like to see it now on broadway though, Any takers?)

I only ever read 5 disney classics; Rapunzel, Cinderella, Sleeping beauty, Snow white and Beauty & the Beast. 

I spent most of my time as a child reading newspapers, books on the history of Nigeria and playing shop. I loved shop invoices so I turned my exercise books into invoices and pretended to sell goods to imaginary friends, Oo dear! (Weird?) 

In high school, my days highlight was usually finishing my Maths speed work tests before my other classmates even read the question 

Fast forward to the present day,

I think through things logically and work out the best solutions. Lights, Cameras, Action! Hi there, Spontaneity. I choose to be spontaneous, almost every-time (completely counteracting my thought process)

I walk like I'm on a runway every second of the day (Yes! In my head I'm some sort of Naomi Campbell protégé)
I frown a lot but I am also always laughing, I joke about too many things (How does that even work out?) 
I love to sit in my room and drink a whole bottle of wine alone because I love how outside the box my thoughts are when I'm a tad intoxicated.
I forgive too easily, I'm not trying to be self-righteous but I bear no grudges. If you could see through me right now, my only worry would probably be needing to call my Grand-ma more often.
I love to wear bright colours, I change my hair colour every time I'm unsure about how to tackle the lemons life throws at me.
I'm happiest when I fall in Love. I love new things, I might be one of the only people in the world that loves change.
I could go on and on about myself but i'll stop here (LOL)

Over lunch with my friend a few days ago, every time he asked me something about myself and I knew  "unusual" me would come up with a head in the clouds like answer, I just replied "I'm really weird, I don't know" I think after a while he noticed and he said to me "There's different types of weird, some weird is good. If you weren't a little weird, what would make you different?" 
It's alright to be who you are, its alright to express yourself in the best way you deem fit, its alright to not be interested in what everyone is gassed about, its alright to not be in the in-crowd.

It's alright to be different,
Its alright to be YOU.

Love, 

Onyi.