15 for 15 challenge- IF

I thought about quiting this challenge, I had no idea what to write for my June entry. I was going to write a post with the title “I quit”, I couldn’t stick to my theme. A part of me felt really sad, that part thought I was giving up too soon, it told me I wasn’t a quitter. I decided to listen to that part of me, to stick to this.

  I’ve decided to share my favourite poem- IF. It was written by Rudyard Kipling in 1895 and was first published in 1910, I first read it in 1995/6 and it was love at first sight for me. This month I’ve been through fire and water and I guess this poem is very appropriate for this month.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son.

Fun fact : Rudyard Kipling wrote the Jungle book, yes! That same book that inspired the cartoon series. He also won the Nobel prize for literature.

PS I got a call from a power ranger this evening and he gave me a rousing pep talk about not quitting this challenge, how come it was today of all days that he had to call? Thanks Otunne for being an angel today.

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Potpourri

It was the best of days, it was the worst of days, it was the age of stress, it was the age of aggravation- Ok! I’ll stop! I’ve absolutely destroyed one of the most famous opening sentences in history to suit my “nefarious” ends (nefarious has been on my mind all week). A tale of two cities is one of my absolute favourite books, the first sentence grabbed me and hasn’t let me go seventeen, eighteen years after I first read it- Did y’all think I was a spring chicken?
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Die no more

“Sanu baby”

I can tell it’s her husband, I can always tell it’s her husband. There’s something beautiful about the way she addresses her husband. It’s the lilt of Hausa in her voice.

I think Hausa is the most romantic language, Have you heard young girls speak Hausa? The way it flows from their lips, the bell like sounds, the beauty of their tiny voices. Am I romanticizing Hausa? Perhaps I am, my junior secondary school years were spent in Northern Nigerian and I loved listening to girls who spoke Hausa.
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Father’s day musings.

“I miss you, when are you coming back”

“Do that thing properly jare, owu otu ihe gi mere”

“You’re not driving my car, forget it”

“If you need money talk, I have many things on my mind. I can’t sniff the air and know you need money, that’s why I like your sister, she’ll disturb you when she needs money”

“A goldfish has no hiding place”

“You’re enjoying o, who were you to tell my father he’s being unfair”

“Corn flakes and golden morn, only you? Who will buy that one for you?”

“When I was in school I spent only ninety naira per month”…

“That’s how you will speak bad English and people will say I’m your father”

“Let’s check out”

“I’ve kept all your school fees receipts”

“It’s not on my budget”

“I was a soldier in the Biafran army, don’t mind your grandmother”

“I don’t love any of you more jare”

“Your mother was worried, I wasn’t. I just didn’t want to sleep until you came back”

“They said they miss you, me I did not miss you”

And that smile which says everything.
Happy Father’s Day Nna Adaeze,Obinna na Ikenna