TOO SHORT TO BE MARRIED???

So this morning I was driving to work with my cousin.
She was going to get down on the way as she was headed to see a General Manager of a Company for job.
“How you take get the connection sef?” I queried.
“Ha ha ha” She laughed. “Na one guy like that wey carry my matter for head o!”

On further prodding, she revealed to me that she had been introduced to this Company topshot by some guy who had been begging her to marry him for months now.

“Eeee…eee…why you no want marry am now?” I asked jokingly.
“My sister, the bobo too short, abeg!” she announced sharply. “You know say me I no get height, how I go take come marry person wey short pass me well well”

I laughed uncontrollably for some minutes. The babe was serious o…one only needed to look at her face to know this.

I didn’t blame her sha…

I once had this “Serious toaster” some years ago.
We had been chatting online for close to a year and feelings were already growing. One day we decided to hook up face to face. He wasn’t bad looking at all but dude was EXTREMELY short meeeen!
At the end of the date, I was so sure ‘It’ would not work between me and him. The difference in our heights was too glaring and awkward for me!

Anyway, I asked my cousin another question.
“So which would you prefer? A very short man or an uneducated man?”
She pondered over the question a while before answering.
“Hmmm…I’ll go for the uneducated man o…at least he can always go to school, moreover there are some uneducated guys that really express themselves well that you’ll hardly know they didn’t have any formal education”

Long after I dropped her off. I still chewed on her words.

Personally I am someone who loves the interior more than the exterior. Catch my drift?
I’d rather go for a guy who has a great personality that one with great looks. I’m not saying that looks don’t matter to me o! Which girl doesn’t want a well groomed, good looking, nice smelling, pleasant mannered, well loaded(pocket & otherwise) dude eh?”
Babes no lie o!

However that said. I still DO NOT want a dwarf o! He he he he he…

So I’m throwing open the question:

For the girls, which would you prefer? To marry Ken, the short dude who has a PhD or Peter the 6.3” good looking brother who cant make a good sentence in English without mixing up his tenses?

For the guys, would you prefer to marry Sikira the beautiful village girl who cant speak a word of English or Sylvia, the masters degree holder who speaks impeccable English but is Ugggg…?

Now I don’t want diplomatic answers o…

It’s either black or white, no grey,lol!


PS: Kudos to the organizer of the Blogville awards o. More ‘mmanu’ to una elbows o! I am 'gbaduning' what you guys are doing but wait o….when the kasala ago burst na when una no give me any award. Heeennnn….heeennnn….I don talk finish o….


PPS: I have collected my First cheque from Getaway Club o and heading for the mega money now, all the doubting thomases, do a rethink o!

How do you like my God-daughter?
She is a Diva, isn’t she?

Ta ta…

I' M A CRITICAL CASE...LOL!

You know your case has become critical when…

…during family morning prayer, it’s your mum’s turn to pray and she goes:

“Father God, King of kings and lord of lords.
I commit my daughter, princesa into your hands.
Father, this year shall not pass her by.
Before the first quarter of next year, she must be in her husband’s house.
Dear God, she has to make a choice from all these guys hovering around.
Her mates are in their husband’s house and her case will never be different.
Give her a man to call her own, this we pray through Jesus Christ, our lord.

AMEN!!!!!(A very loud chorus from the rest of the family)


God dem don give me deadline o, come and show yourself, lol!

On a serious note now.

My friends, I want to ask these questions...

Do I have to marry a man just because he is asking for my hand?

Don't I have a right to desire certain qualities in the man i'll call my husband?

Why can't people understand this?

Why do I have to be called, "Choosy' because I want what I want?

Afterall, if I didnt meet the man's desires in his future wife, he wouldn't even propose to me.

Abeg...I believe I also have the right to what I desire.

Chikena!!!

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On another note, today's the first day of December which means Xmas is only 24 days away,Yipee...yay...yay!!!!

Dear friends, as we prepare for the celebrations and Xmas activities, let us not forget the reason for the season which is the marking of Our Lord's coming.
This letter says it all.

XMAS LETTER FROM JESUS
As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday.
Every year there is a celebration in my honor and I know that this year the celebration will be repeated.
During this time there are many people shopping for gifts, there are many radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every part of the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer and closer.
It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year, some people think of me. As you know, the celebration of my birthday began many years ago.
At first people seemed to understand and be thankful of all that I did for them, but in these times, no one seems to know the reason for the celebration.
Family and friends get together and have a lot of fun, but they don't understand the meaning of the celebration. I remember that last year there was a great feast in my honor. The dinner table was full ofdelicious foods, pastries, fruits, assorted nuts and chocolates. The decorations were exquisite and there were many, manybeautifully wrapped gifts.
But, do you want to know something? I wasn't invited. I was the guest of honor and they didn't remember to send me an invitation. The party was for me, but when that great day came, I was left outside, they closed the door in my face...and I wanted to be with them and share their table.
In truth, that didn't surprise me because in the last few years all close their doors to me.
Since I wasn't invited, I decided to enter the party without making any noise. I went in and stood in a corner. They were all drinking; there were some who were drunk and telling jokes and laughing at everything. They were having a grand time.
To top it all, this big fat man all dressed in red wearing a long whitebeard entered the room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho! He seemed drunk. He sat on thesofa and all the children ran to him, saying: "Santa Claus, Santa Claus" as if the party were in his honor!
At midnight all the people began to hug each other; I extended my arms waiting for someone to hug me and do you know no-one hugged me. Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened them one by one with great expectation. When all had been opened, I looked to see if, maybe,there was one for me.
What would you feel if on your birthday everybody shared gifts and you did not get one? I then understood that I was unwanted at that party and quietly left. Every year it gets worse. People only remember the gifts, the parties, toeat and drink, and nobody remembers me. I would like this Christmas that you allow me to enter into your life. I would like that you recognize the fact that almost two thousand years ago I came to this world to give my life for you, on the cross, to save you.
Today, I only want that you believe this with all your heart. I want to share something with you. As many didn't invite me to their party, I will have my own celebration, a grandiose party that no one has ever imagined, a spectacular party.
I'm still making thefinal arrangements...today I am sending out many invitations and there is an invitation for you. I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a reservation for youand write your name with golden letters in my great guest book.
Only those on the guest list will be invited to the party. Those who don't answer the invite, will be left outside. Be prepared because when all is ready you will be part of my great party.
See you soon.

I Love you!
JESUS.

So I am an honest blogger...

I got this in my Inbox this morning.

Very important piece of Info for married couples and people in serious relationships.

It spoke to me, I hope it does to you too.

Check it out!



Cultivating a Beautiful Marriage

Micca Monda Campbell

Have you ever secretly compared your husband to another man or your wife to another woman? Perhaps you've wished they were more thoughtful, spiritual, or a better dresser like "so-and-so."
If so, let me reassure you. The grass is not greener on the other side. Trust me. That man you've got your eye on doesn't clip his toenails either. Nor does that woman rub her man's feet while feeding him grapes after a long day of work.
Your spouse and mine are the people we fell in love with. No, they're not perfect. Maybe all they need is a bit of tender loving care. Instead of comparing and complaining about our partner's shortcomings, you and I should try nurturing our mates lovingly in the area they need most. We might be surprised by the results.
I heard an encouraging story about an attractive millionaire who married an ordinary woman. The marriage instantly became the talk of the town.
"Why would he marry her when he could have any woman he wanted?" The people whispered among themselves. "It won't last. She's just no good enough for him."
The man took the ordinary woman away for six months on an exotic honeymoon. When he returned, there appeared to be another woman on his arm. She walked with confidence and poise. The countenance of her face glowed with beauty.
"Now that's the kind of woman a handsome man should be with," announced the town's biggest loud mouth.
As the happy couple causally strolled past the gossipmonger, she got a closer look. To her surprise, it wasn't someone new holding the gentlemen's arm at all. It was the average woman he had married months ago--completely transformed!
The wise millionaire had taken his common bride away and nurtured her inward beauty. He lovingly spoke positive and encouraging words to her day and night until she believed she was beautiful. The once ordinary woman now carries herself with confidence and exudes the exquisiteness that her husband saw in her all along.
His secret, you ask? He took time to care for and fertilize her confidence until she grew into the grandeur display she was always meant to be.
You and I shouldn't dream about taking off our shoes and walking around on the neighbors' grass. Instead, we should try fertilizing our own yard. We might be surprised how it blossoms into a thing of beauty.

QUICK PRAYER
Dear Lord, Thank you for my mate. Protect my thoughts and help me to see them as I once did. I'm not perfect either. I don't want to judge my spouse. Instead, I want to encourage them to be all they can be. Today, I will put away any discontentment, any anger, and any lustful thoughts toward another, and work at building a beautiful relationship that brings joy to our marriage and glory to Your Name, Amen.
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Some time ago, 30+ gave me an award- CERTIFIED HONEST BLOGGER.


Thanks for the award babes. It feels good to learn that someone thinks my blog is honest enough to earn an award. É se ooo...
So i'm supposed to pass the award to seven other bloggers who i think are honest bloggers. Here goes...

Diary of a G
Kpakpando
Omosewa
Pammy
Exschoolnerd
Castle Queen
Andy

So guys, the rule is this- pass on the award to seven other bloggers, you hear? E..hen!
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IMAGINE!!!

SEE WHAT YOUR LEADERS WERE UP TO AT THE UN SUMMIT...

While others were deliberating on energy and power, they were sleeping.
While others were deliberating on economic development, they were sleeping.
While others deliberated on food security, they were asleep.
When they fixed interest rate on debtor's (African) loans, our leaders were asleep.
While others deliberated on conflict resolution through dialogue our representatives were already snoring.

They only woke up, to support motion for adjournment and signed the communiqué.
Of course!, they need rest, they worked tirelessly back home clamping down their opponents and critics. They had spent the previous night strategising on the next move to subdue their opponents.

Back home airports were closed 2hrs before their arrival, motor-ways were blocked 1hr ahead, Armed Policemen stood guard 8hrs before arrival. Rented crowd clamoured under sun to cheer them up.

WHAT DID THEY BRING HOME?

I got the above in my mail too and if it's true then its a BIG shame, the kind of leaders we have in Africa!

Lastly, afronuts asked to see some more animal pics from the Zoo in Abidjan.

Womanizer or not?

Scenario…

You are a fine girl…
Walking down the road one day…
This fine car pulls up beside you…
The glass wounds down to reveal this fine dude behind the wheels…
He asks “Care for a lift baby?”
You hesitate for a moment, but then he really looks harmless so you say…
“Sure why not!”and get in…
You chat briefly as he drives on and you think “He’s not just a fine face sha”
Anywayz, you exchange numbers just before you get off…
He calls later and you talk for a while…
You start talking on the regular and become friends after a while…
Soon, he starts talking serious…
He wants marriage, all the works…
You wonder if he is really serious…
Or just looking to score…

Quick question for the ladies.
Can you take a man who offered you a lift seriously?
Wouldn’t you think that if he stopped to offer you a lift, he is probably a womanizer who picks up every fine lady he sees on the road and maybe when you get married to him, he’ll still keep up with his hobby of helping damsels in distress??

I mean, if he stopped for you, he could also stop for any other fine girl, abi?

Your take guys?

Mba nu!

Hey guys, what’s popping?!


Thanks to everyone who commented on my brother’s wedding photos. They were lovely, kind comments although I think a little partial. Come on…my dress wasn’t that fab or was it really? Don’t mind me, I know it was. Got a lot of compliments, even my cousin who always feels like no one’s got it ‘spot on’ like she does actually asked me to take her to my tailor. So I guess my tailor deserves some kudos, right?

I haven’t been able to browse blogs or post any cos my laptop went awry.
Yes, the same laptop I just got few months back and it wasn’t the laptop’s fault o…it was the fault of a colleague of mine. Friends, a piece of advice, always listen to your instincts. I didn’t listen to mine and paid the price.



Okay last week, this colleague of mine came to borrow my computer speakers. I didn’t see any need not to oblige him since I was on my way out to a meeting so I allowed him take the speakers. The next day when I got back my speakers from him, they weren’t working anymore! Guess what he said when I asked him what happened- “I don’t know o!” I was so pissed, I mean if you don’t know…who knows??
Anyway, there was nothing I could do about it, the speakers were bad and that was that. I just made a mental note to not give out my speakers to anyone again.



So fast forward to two days ago, Wednesday exactly. I was preparing to leave for a meeting again when this same colleague of mine came to ask that I leave my laptop on for him cos he really needed to look up something on the net. My head screamed-HELL NO!!! but then again, I thought to myself, what could possibly go wrong, it was just him browsing the internet abi? So I left the system on for him to use only to get back later in the day to find that my system was not booting anymore. It just wasn’t coming up!



I quickly called him-my colleague and asked what happened to my laptop. His answer? You guessed right… "I don’t know o!”

It was only after I probed further, I learnt that he didn’t shut down my system after using it. He simply closed the lid and walked away! According to him, that was the way he handled his own laptop and there hadn’t been any problem so far. Imagine!!!

Who doesn’t know that after using a computer, he/she should shut it down??
Those that just close the lid of their laptops probably have preset it to hibernate or standby or something!



Anyway, long story short, thank God for HP laptops, I was able to recover my system to the original factory condition. Fine, I lost my installed programs and some files but am grateful my system is back and running again.

I have learnt my lesson and will NEVER again lend my laptop to anybody. Once bitten(or is it twice already), forever shy!

On to other gists.
It’s funny how in the last few days, I have been getting a lot of marriage pressure especially from the oddest quarters. Is it because my eldest brother just got married, everyone thinks princesa should be giving them invitation cards to her own wedding now?

First it was my cousin who came to my office on Monday. She had only just recently got married herself; her traditional wedding was two weeks before my brother’s. So she came to my office, ranted at me for not showing up at her wedding even though I had told her earlier that I won’t be able to make it down to the east for hers. After apologizing and placating her, she finally took a seat, asked how my brother’s wedding went then it started the inquisition.

“So now Kingsley is married, when is yours coming up?”
I look at her, amazed.
This my cousin is about 5 years older than I am and she just recently got married. Was it not just a few months back that she was single, desperate and frustrated by all the pressure from family and friends??
I remember I was the one who always encouraged her and told her not to worry cos her time would soon come. Now she had joined the crew reminding me of the fact that I aint getting younger.
Perhaps she was joking, I thought so I tried to change the topic.
“So how did your wedding go? Did you come with any pics?”
“I am serious o…I know you are still young but you know you are very fast, you finished school on time, you started work on time, you drive a car and you look older than your age…” She went on.
I was flabbergasted! This is not happening. This babe was serious for real.
“Okay so what? I am not bothered girl, I’ll get married when I will maybe after your sister U gets married”
Her sister U is like two years older than me and still single. She should go bug her sister and not me! Just cos she finally got herself a husband doesn’t give her the right to become a pest in my life. Some people sef!

The next day, on my way to a meeting with my boss and another colleague. My boss brought up the same topic of marriage.
He went on about how he felt I should have had two kids by now and about how I need to make a decision and settle down with any available man(okay maybe he didn’t put it that way but he implied it)
Thank God for my colleague, who on seeing my embarrassment quickly came to my defence. He butted in that I needed to take my time and it wasn’t all about ‘how fast’ but ‘how well’.
We finally won the argument and my boss let it drop but I still have a feeling that he is going to bring it up again very soon.

Later on, during our meeting at the client’s office. Guess whose case was brought up again? Correct…moi!

One of them (my client) told my boss that he needed to give me a project deadline.
I was confused, wondering what project they were talking about until they all burst out laughing. All of them men and married laughing at poor helpless princesa, the only lady in their midst.

Another one chirped in that I should stop torturing guys and get married so they will all know that am ‘officially off the shelf’. It was funny and not funny at the same time.

I understand that they are probably all concerned about me. My cousin, My boss and My clients but hell, I need some breathing space…they should free me abeg. I am not going to say ‘yes’ to the next guy that proposes just because I am desperate to answer Mrs. Somebody.
Mba nu!(Not at all!)

ORAL PALAVA!

I heard something yesterday that I found very amusing and surprising and I thought to share it with you guys.

Okay this is how it happened.

I, some colleagues of mine and some clients were conducting restaurant visits yesterday. It was part of our consumer insight drive for one of our brands.
So we had gone to this particular restaurant (Good food restaurant) to talk with the owner (a young woman)..
During our discussion with the woman, I noticed this particular guy that kept staring at me. He was also having lunch. It didn’t bother me much cos I was used to such stares so I just ignored him.
The overpowering food aroma in the air was also very irresistible and we were very hungry having been working all morning so we decided to have lunch at the place. However since we still had one more restaurant to cover, we decided to conclude that visit and return to Good food restaurant for lunch

So Soon after…our restaurant rounds completed, we returned to Good food restaurant and settled down to steaming bowls of Semolina and Bitter leaf soup.
While waiting for the bill, the owner of the restaurant came up to our table and asked if I could spare a few minutes cos she wanted to talk to me. I said okay and went with her to a corner to hear what she had to say.
She told me that that guy I noticed when we had come earlier had asked her to find out if I was married cos he was interested in me and he also requested her to get my number so he could contact me. I found it funny and told her so. I also mentioned to her that the man looked obviously married and I wasn’t interested in married men. She went on to tell me that she knew him quite well and he wasn’t married and infact he was actually supposed to have gotten married last year but the marriage didn’t work out between him and the girl. I didn’t want to ask for details but she went on to give me the whole gist.

So it turns out that this guy and this babe were supposed to get married last Christmas. Invitation cards had been printed. Aso-ebi(Wedding uniform) had been bought and all.
Suddenly the babe calls off the wedding just few weeks to the D-day.
What was her reason?
Our guy refuse to go down on her! LOl!!!
I hope you understood that my peeps.
Okay you know cunninglingus…oral sex?? Ehen! That’s what I mean,lol!
Our guy thought it was irritating (??)and even though our babe wanted it, he would not do it!
I mean how do you expect a respectable BIG boy like him to eat ur ‘thing’ wit his very pure clean mouth?!?! IRRITATING….DIRTY!!!!
My people na so I just open mouth dey look the woman. I was shocked! In this age and time of sexual liberation…someone would actually be thinking like that…na wa for wa o!
Suddenly I bursted out laughing. The poor woman couldn’t understand why.
It was so funny to me abeg. And this was a guy that was interested in me??? Tufiakwa!

After I left the restaurant, I couldn’t stop thinking about the whole thing.
For a girl to have called off her wedding cos of that, then it must have meant a whole lot to her and if her man really loved her, he should have been able to compromise on his standards of what is dirty and what is not abi? Now these questions arise…

CAN ANYTHING BE DIRTY DURING SEX? If so…

WHERE DOES ‘DIRTY’ START AND END DURING SEX??

IF HE COULDN’T GIVE HER ORAL, THEN DID HE REALLY LOVE HER???

IF GOING DOWN ON YOUR WOMAN IS DIRTY/IRRITATING THEN HOW COME DOING THE ‘DO’ SUDDENLY IS NOT IRRITATING????

WHICH MAN DOES NOT LIKE BEING GIVEN A ‘HEAD’????? Guys tell me!

Anyway am sure our guy wouldn’t have thought it irritating/dirty for the babe to go down on him. Am very sure about that!

Double standards even during love making….Nonsense!

Wife Candidates & Guilty Couple.

Wife Candidates

Ikenna wanted to get married. He was having trouble choosing among three likely candidates [Ifeoma, Nneka & Ngozi]. He gives each woman a present of N650,000 and watches to see what they do with the money.


Ifeoma does a total make over.She goes to a fancy beauty salon gets her hair done, new make up and buys several new outfits and dresses up very nicely for the man. She tells him that she has done this to be more attractive for him because she loves him so much.

Ikenna was impressed.

Nneka goes shopping to buy the man gifts. She gets him a new set of golf clubs, some new gizmos for his computer, and some expensive clothes. As she presents these gifts, she tells him that she has spent all the money on him because she loves him so much.

Again, the man is impressed.

Ngozi invests the money in the stockmarket. She earns several times the N650, 000. She gives him back his N650,000 and reinvests the remainder in a joint account. She tells him that she wants to save for their future because she loves him so much.

Obviously, Ikenna was impressed.

He thought for a long time about what each woman had done with the money he'd given her.

Then, he married the one with the biggest boobs.

Men are like that, you know. You can never tell what they base their judgement on.

Quality or quantity.

Questions
1. Guys, if you were Ikenna, what would be the yardstick in making your choice? Which of the three would you go for?

2. Babes, if you were one of the 3 candidates. How would you spend your =N=650,000.00?


Guilty Couple
Wife is dreaming in the middle of the night and suddenly shouts: "Up! Quick! My husband is back.

Man gets up, jumps out of the window, hurts himself, and then realizes:

"Damn, I am the husband!"

Who is guilty in this situation?

Comments, anyone?

‘DOCTOR’ MY TEDDY.

I love teddies! Infact I love all stuffed animals, ugly or pretty as long as they are cuddly, I love them! Yea,I know, old mama like me, I don’t care. Maybe its becos I am the only girl amongst my siblings and having no one to play girly games with while growing up I had to turn to my dolls and teddies for comfort. It was either that or risk breaking a leg playing football with the boys (I did join once in a while and yes I sprained my knee once). My love for dolls waned as i went from girl to lady, but I never gave up on my stuffed animals and i still have a 'lil collection up till now. The biggest of them all is a big, cuddly teddy that I call ‘Doctor’ cos he’s got these cute eyeglasses that reminds me of a doctor friend of mine. Doctor was given to me about four years back by my brother as a birthday gift and since then he has always been my bedside companion, a much needed warmth on cold nights (am making do with him till I get a permanent bed warmer). Recently he disappeared(adbucted more like) but luckily I found him last week behind the settee in the living room, poor thing was looking so rumpled and harassed. Am sure it was the handiwork of my mum and her sister-my aunty. I’m going to tell you why they did it.

In the first place my mum has never hid her dislike for all my teddies and every little chance she gets, she starts to tell me about how ‘these things can be possessed by some demon”. You know like in the movie- CHUCKY. Usually when she starts, I just laugh and try to calm her fears with “Mum! These things are harmless! They are just stuffed animals” and she would always go” I have told you my own o! You this stubborn girl”. She would rest the case there only to bring it up again any chance she got.

2 months ago, my mum’s sister came to visit us and one day while we (mumsy, aunty and me) were gisting in my room the issue of marriage came up(it always does at times like this) and my aunty started-

Aunty: Ehen, princess, when are you calling us o?
Me (feigning ignorance): Calling you for what aunty? My birthday??
Mum: Silly girl, which birthday? Aunty is talking about your wedding!
Me: Wedding?? Haba Mummy, but you know I cant marry myself na.
Aunty: Hmmm…. So what about all these young men that are coming around you?
Me: Youngmen? Where are they?? There are no young men o,aunty.
Mum: Don’t mind her, that’s not true. She is just too picky, always finding one fault or the other with all her suitors.
Me (feigning hurt): Mummy!! So you want me to just marry any man that comes my way eh? Is dat what you are saying??
Aunty: That’s not what you mother is saying, all we are saying is you are not getting any younger dear, choose one of them, no body is perfect you know.
Me (tired of arguing now): Ok I hear aunty, just provide one young man now and see if I won’t marry him tomorrow.
Mum: Na so! Let him come now and lets see if you won’t say his head is too big or his leg too short.
Me: Mummy!!!!
Aunty (to my mother now): Sister, on a second thought, I think the problem this girl is having is all these ogbanje things she has in her room like dis one now(picking up doctor(my teddy) from my bed and throwing him on the floor). This thing is blocking you from getting married if you don’t know.
Mum (nodding her head in agreement): yes you are right. Tell her o! I have talked and talked but she won’t ever listen. Those things are possessed.
Me (picking up my teddy): Please you guys should stop, what has this teddy got to do with my marriage now?
Aunty: You are asking? You don’t know that the love you are supposed to be giving to a man is what you are pouring on these things and as long as you keep having them around you won’t be able to love a man enough to marry him.
Me: God! I cant believe you are saying this aunty! This teddy has got nothing to do with my loving any man. Please lets just change this topic. Don’t worry, God will give me my husband very soon so you can do ‘asoebi’ ok?
Aunty: Amen o! But you still have to throw this thing away o! Abi sister?
Mum: Yes, we will get rid of it for her.
Me: Let me not look for my teddy o!

Two days later, I returned from work to find that doctor had disappeared. I immediately went to ask my mum and her sister.
Me: My teddy is missing. Where did you guys put him?
Mum (feigning surprise): Teddy? Which teddy??(Looking at her sister) Did u see any teddy???
Aunty: Teddy ke! I didn’t o! (To me)Have you checked your room properly)
(Am thinking to my self, see these two old women o! Playing tricks with me)
Me: You people stop this now. Where have you hidden my teddy? I hope you didn’t burn it o!(now I was scared for doctor).
Aunty: Your mum has taken it to her school (mumsie has a school), she dashed it to the kids in Kindergarten.
Mum: Yes I did.
Me: You did what? Please bring back my teddy o! I don’t like all dis!
Mum: Don’t worry my dear, now we have removed it, you will see that your husband will come soon.
Aunty (concurring): Yes you will see.
(This people are serious o!)
Me: So it’s the kids in Kindergarten that deserve to keep a possessed teddy abi? Please bring back my teddy, I beg you.
Mum/Aunty (laughing at me): See old woman crying for teddy, u are not ashamed of yourself Princess.

I turned the house upside down but couldn’t find doctor. I had already begun making plans to go to mum’s school to retrieve my teddy when I stumbled on him that Saturday morning while cleaning the house. Am sure whoever hid him there had done it recently cos I had cleaned the house before then and didn’t remember seeing him there. Anyway, I dusted my teddy and returned him back to his place on my bed. Aunty has since left for her base but I still have a feeling my mum is trying to abduct the teddy again and this time he may not be so lucky. If I know my mum well, she may burn him up.
Seriously now guys, what do you think? The thought of a teddy blocking my chances at marriage is really absurd to me but I’ll also like to hear your opinions on this.

ps. The pic above is not my teddy(Doctor) but doesn't he look adorable.