• Attitude,  Family,  Father's Day

    The search for “Y”

    Ah, the month of June.  Growing up watching the movie ‘Seven brides for seven brothers’ got me thinking June was the most romantic month of all, as it seemed to be the perfect time for a wedding; but as an adult living in a first world country, I came to understand it is also one of the most expensive months for a wedding, for the same romantic reasons. The joy of becoming a parent (by choice) can’t really be described.  And while the women get the privilege of carrying this extension of themselves internally for 9 months, the fathers also wear a sense of fulfilment and pride in being responsible…

  • Family,  Father's Day,  Parenting

    A dad writes

    I sat and watched with apt attention to see what was going to unfold between these two. Oh, it was really nothing sinister, rather more intriguing than the latter. It was the interaction between Daniel and Bibi. You see Daniel is my friend, we have been friends from when we were young men without a care in the world. In that time and at the stage we were at, I would say Daniel had done rather well for himself and as such decided to ‘settle down’ and get married. Bibi, on the other hand, is Daniel’s 4-year-old, the product of the aforementioned marriage. The scene I was watching with great…

  • Attitude,  Family

    Me,a Daddy’s girl?

    The month of June is here again and I look back to two years ago, when we could not celebrate Mother’s Day as usual and even the Father’s Day in June was met with mixed reactions. Although there were changes in the Lockdown rules, people could not really visit their father’s without thinking about putting them at risk. I am happy that we have the pandemic behind us now and hopefully visits to our Fathers in this month of June will be back to normal. But normal for me means I would not be paying my father a visit although let me admit, that the thought crossed my mind. I…

  • Attitude,  Family,  Little Ones Teaching (LOT)Series

    A closed mind

    As any regular school morning would go, we were all rushing. Rushing to get dressed. Rushing to eat. Rushing to get in the car. We were finally ready and then I heard a commotion behind me. The twins were arguing 🤦🤦. What was really the issue? Who would stay on a particular side of the car? And I heard “it’s my turn” “can’t you shift” “I want to go thru this way” and plenty other arguments. Back story; they have obviously come up with a system about who sits where on which day, for the sake of equality. And someone else was not following the rules. The irony of this…

  • Attitude,  Family,  Relationship skills

    I messed up

    Stories about an ‘Ex’ can seem juicy when you walked away with the better deal; but not so much when you are the one who got dumped or dupped. Being an ‘Ex’ anything, still associates you with that thing, implying it is a part of your story, even though it is no longer a part of you.  I guess that is why an Ex-Con will still struggle with employment, or an Ex-addict is still advised to stay away from whatever he/she was addicted to.  Even an Ex-President still enjoys certain presidential benefits.  The status is in the past, but its scent somehow lingers in the present, whether good or bad……

  • Attitude,  Family,  Relationship skills

    Neighbourly tips

    Troublesome neighbours are a reality of life and are not restricted to certain climes.  Sometime ago I was asking my brother if he had received a parcel I  had sent for  his children and somehow our conversation shifted  to his neighbours. You see depending on the area you live in  sometimes, it might be possible for your neighbours to collect from the postman a parcel of yours in your absence. This would save you the trouble of going to the delivery office to pick up the parcel.   So I was enquiring if his neighbours did this for each other and he explained that his neighbours were not on  talking…

  • Family,  Love

    Must have been love…

    Is this love, is this love is this love, is this love that I’m feeling Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love that I ‘m feeling   I had a lot of butterflies when my husband eventually came and I believed that the love we shared would conquer all the storms and difficulties that may come our way. I believed that we had learnt a lot, done several counselling sessions and when the D-day came, I was over the moon. Finally, I had a man I could call my own and we were in love. I hate to say that I barely had a proper…

  • Attitude,  Family

    Count your blessings

    Merry Christmas Everyone! Wow! It’s a few more days till the end of this year and I am feeling very grateful, especially at this time of year – Christmas.  My son says he’s been dreaming of Father Christmas every day since we entered December.  Somehow all he can think of are the presents he hopes to get.  I had to ask him if I would get a present and he replied “Grownups don’t get presents Mummy!” Can you imagine! And while all the lights are coming out and there is general cheer in the air, there is also the need to reflect on the last twelve months and take stock.…

  • Abuse,  Family,  Marriage

    Men say “No”

    Growing up, the first school I attended at age 4 to 5 years old was quite a distance from my parents’ house, so one had to walk to school. The world then was much safer, and although I’m old enough to recall a wave of the gbomo-gbomo (kidnapping of children) phenomenon in the late 1970s, I also realise that these days, even for adults, going out has almost become an extreme sport, thus being able to leave your house and return without incident is cause for celebration.In the course of those walks, one got a front seat to witness certain aspects of life, which would have been unseen or unheard…

  • Abuse,  Attitude,  Family

    It Could Be You…

      It was a game of ‘Mummy and Daddy’ gone too far. He had yelled at her, just like Daddy yelled at Mummy, so she carried her baby sister and attempted to breastfeed her like Mummy.  It tickled a little, but she liked it. “Baby suck now”, said ten-year-old Maria; and that was when Mummy caught them. “What are you doing to my Child! What are you doing!! Don’t you know this is CHILD ABUSE!!!”  Maria was horrified. She didn’t want to hurt anyone.  They were just playing, but Mummy called her a child abuser… Mummy grabbed the baby from Maria and walked away.  She was in shock at what…

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