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This month will be all for the the Girl child…..not all the gist sha but almost all. So if you have a girl child, or a little sister or a niece or you want to be a part of the commemoration of the day of the girl child this month, you may want to get specially attached to my blog this month of October.
Uniqueness: It is really amazing how really cute girls are……shopping for girls can be really crazy, and sometimes you will find yourself wanting to buy everything the shops have for girls…..lots of bright colours, nice designs,nice cuts etc. Experience has taught me, shopping for a girl is not that easy not because you can’t find the right stuffs to buy but because you must let go of some beautiful clothes especially when your purse is almost empty from shopping.

I remember growing up as a girl, I really wanted to be a model, walk the walk……you know!, I was naturally thin, didn’t like eating and I had so many funny names……”crayfish ocha” (white crayfish), “letter i”, “obey the wind” I didn’t care that much because I had the right body for what I wanted to be regardless of all the names they called me…..I thought I knew what I wanted until I read about Anorexia and that it could kill…..I didn’t want to die and so I began to eat and gradually my future ambition changed from modelling to……….?. I guess I am still finding my levels….heheheeehe.

I also remember the first day I started menstruating, I was in a boarding school and I wasn’t scared one bit because I had read about the monthly menstrual cycle, my mum had spoken to me about it, seen other students use sanitary pads and was anxiously waiting for my turn…….and when it came, I handled it well but the break outs on my beautiful skin……….I called them poker dots…..and I learned to live with them whenever they visited me.

I also remember how much I hated those Cinderella-like dresses with belts…..I call those dresses “mama tie me”. I hated them and my mum didn’t know how much I hated them…….and she made me wear them…..I was always miserable…..whatever the shape, design or colour….I hated dresses with belts…..and I still do. LOL.

I can’t forget attending catechism classes as a child, it was an amazing time…..no kidnapping, no harassment of any sort. My siblings and I would walk to church without fear….it was a long distance but we never felt it. I covered my hair like virgin Mary and would pounce on anybody that would want to touch it. I learnt all the prayers in the ‘simple prayer book’ and ‘red catechism book’ and was made to teach the little ones in the junior prayer class their prayers whenever their catechist failed to come for his class…….it was fun and I would never forget!. Thank you Brother Alphonsus and Brother Festus…..whom we nicknamed “Fletus”

My ability to read and access information fit my age at those times, kept me strong, educated and upright. Today, young people, children do not have access to the right information or the right people for guidance and protection. For example, a parent would buy an Ipad for a child but would never sit down and teach the child, how to use and access the right information using the Ipad and then they assume “my daughter knows how to use an Ipad”. What a stupid assumption!. What they don’t know is that she could change her world positively with that small Ipad in her hands not by playing games, having mysterious online facebook friends or showing off.

Lets do things right, not for ourselves but for our future, our daughters, their daughters and daughters to come. Please share your “remembers” with me, I ‘ll love to read them. stay tuned!.

BY LOVE,