The other day I was in the bus (you know the black and yellow striped buses) feeling IRRITATED. I had this itchy feeling all over. Apparently, someone had eggs and threw its shell all over the floor (Yuck!!!!). Aside from the egg shells, you could see water sachet, snack pack, orange peels and all that (it was an eye sore). I felt like throwing up. Was so relieved when I left that bus (seriously working on having a car).
Well, that experience helped me figured out what to write in my 'personal statement' for scholarship (nerdy me...). Don't know much about other states but some parts of Lagos is DIRTY. Have you been to obalende recently??? Yuck!!!
So I scribbled this last night...(Heads up, I’m going to sound like an environmentalist)
"When I was a little girl, I was kind of hunched back because I always looked at the floor while walking. My street was very dirty and at that time, my little feet hated marching on such dirt’s. It took a lot to convince me that the dirt won’t seep through my sandals and harm me.
Now I’m older and things haven’t changed much, my street is still very dirty, Lagos is still very dirty and Nigeria as a whole is not better either.
We suffered from flooding recently as a result of blocked drainage's, and people lost their lives and livelihood. We lose our succulent skin to skin cancer because our ozone layer is vanishing per seconds. We have malaria because of the ever growing stagnant water found here and there. We die from food poisoning especially from fishes because someone thinks it is wise to dump waste in the ocean. Biodegradable materials are parts and parcel of our streets because waste recycling is not important in this country.
Waste is killing the environment and this shouldn’t be so because 'waste is gold'. A gold that if properly harnessed can be useful".
Hopefully that wasn't goofy, right??? Still working on the statement...
But you catch my drift. We need a better environment..
Use energy saving bulbs, don't throw stuffs just anywhere (there are bins for it)and so on...
But forget the whole environment blah blah I’ve written up... I can't wait for the whole of Naija to look like this...
Or like this
It can, right???
Have a great day,
Mwahhh...
Nah....don't think so...
ReplyDeleteWell, in my opinion,It can...if we decide to treat the environment better....hugsssssssss
DeleteLooking for an utopia or eden with such beauty? In your wildest dreams...Buh serzly, we need to be conscious of the effects of our activities on the environment.
ReplyDeleteTrue...it's horrible out there...
DeleteCow! which kind personal statement be this???... Sha start thinking of personal statement for Suzy ooo... shez feeling very hopeless right now (batting eyes)
ReplyDeleteWil do...but she go pay...hahahaha
DeleteThis is great ijeoma. Please enjoy this drift of mine or rather food for thought.
ReplyDeleteA woman baked bread for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby. She kept the extra bread on the Window-sill, for whosoever would take it away. Everyday, a hunch-back came and took away the bread. Instead of expressing gratitude, he muttered the following words as he went his way: "The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!" This went on, day after day. Everyday, the hunch-back came, picked up the bread and uttered the words: "The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!" The woman felt irritated. "Not a word of gratitude," she said to herself... "Everyday this hunch-back utters this jingle! What does he mean? "One day, out of despiration, she decided to do away with him. "I shall get rid of this hunch-back," she said. And what did she do? She added poison to the bread she prepared for him! As she was about to keep it on the window sill, her hands trembled. "What is this I am doing?" she said. Immediately she threw the bread into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the window- sill. As usual, the hunch-back came, picked up the bread and muttered the words: "The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!" The hunch-back proceeded on his way, blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the woman. Everyday, as the woman placed the bread on the window-sill, she offered a prayer for her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune. For many months, she had no news of him.. She prayed for his safe return. That evening, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway.. He had grown thin and lean. His garments were tattered and torn. He was hungry, starved and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, "Mom, it's a miracle I'm here. While I was but a mile away, I was so hungry that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an old hunch-back passed by. I begged of him for a small part of his food, and he was kind enough to give me whole bread. "As he gave it to me, he said, "This is what I eat everyday: today, I shall give it to you, for your need is greater than mine!" "As the mother heard those words, her face turned pale and red. She leaned against the door for support. She remembered the poisoned bread that she had made that morning. Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life! It was then that she realized the significance of the words: "The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!" Do good and; Don't ever stop doing good, even if it’s not appreciated at that time.
What a wonderful story.
ReplyDeleteThank you.....
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