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Friday, 17 August 2012


When you don’t understand something in life, it looks like magic. Whatever you don’t know, you do not know, no matter the number of hairs on your head. You will find yourself having difficulty until you know that thing.
The first time I saw the beauty in some blogs, good write-ups and picture to portray their writing, I became so fascinated about blogging. Wonders began to spread my thoughts on how this bloggers gather such a lovely write up and update their blog to paint a nice blog. Since I was a writer, I decided that it would be a wonderful platform to share my writing but the problem “How can I become a blogger?” became the menace of the day. The stigma settled in my soul. I don’t know how to blog. How can I own a blog? This question kept chocking my senses.
        One sunny afternoon, I went to the cyber cafĂ©, I opened but I need to open a goggle account before I own a blog. I did and created a blog, that placated my mind. But the problem of adding my write-ups and pictures arose and I fell flat again. Each day I open the blog spot, what I see is a naked blog staring at me and I stared back as a novice, waiting for me to update it. If I had know how to add my writing and pictures like other bloggers that wouldn’t have been a problem. I might say, I have nothing yet to update but the worst problem was that I was ignorant of how to do it. I decided to seek help from fellow bloggers. I sent an email to some bloggers, follow them on twitter and tweet at them, send a facebook message that I want to know how to blog better, know how to add my write-ups and pictures, if they can teach me. I was ready to pay for their lecture but believe me Nigerians are lovely and good people. They agreed to teach me and made me know that it was easy. But it is easy when you know it and when you don’t, it looked like the most difficult thing on the planet.
I was put through on twitter, we tweeted at ourselves. Big shout out to Ilola writes, Dayor writes, Kemi 7 on twitter, you guys are wonderful.
So feel free to visit the blog, criticize it, but let it be a constructive criticism, so I can learn on how to improve. Thank you all for welcoming me into the community of bloggers and one love. Cheers.


          Achi soup is the soup of Ezza   people. They go as long as eating off their tongue when it comes to Achi soup. Achi is a seed that grew from the Achi tree which grew beside the water coast. The seeds are brownish in colour. Achi soup is lovely, delicious and simple to prepare.
          It can be prepared with any kind of eatable vegetable but the people of Ezza preferred the garden egg vegetable because there are some special aroma from the vegetable. The seed is roasted and broke with a stone to get out the outer skin peeled off after which it is then soaked in water to soften the seed. The soaked seed is then washed out of the water and grind into a powder form.
          A pot of water containing beef, stockfish, crayfish, palm oil, seasoning , grinded pepper and some salt to taste ,is placed on fire to heat.
          After twenty five minutes of steaming, the grinded Achi is poured into a clean bowl and add with cold water, then it is stired with a spoon to dissolve completely. Then the dissolved Achi is poured into the pot on fire and you stir. After which you wash in your vegetable into it and allow to cook for fifteen minutes, and your Achi soup is ready. Then you are ready to gobble it down into your determined stomach. You will be so amaze on a journey of swallow that you had embark on. It can go smoothly with any swallow your choice, Eba, Fufu, Pounded yam or semo. Please, if you might consider using fish to beef,  let it be fresh fish aka Eja tutu so as not to loose the taste. Any brand of fish will  go but with Titus you are on adventure to the food land. Note that the fish should be added after the vegetables. The soup will make you swallow until you  are left to be swallowed. Don’t me I love to expatiate, so as for you not to loose the taste and to have a wonderful and splendid meal.
          I love my mum more each time she prepared Achi soup for me. She knew I become a lunatic for some minutes when it comes to Achi soup. I would eat beyond my stomach, overfeeding myself I had no choice, I just love my Achi soup. Why wont you rather give it a try?  


My Sleeping Child
Your world is full of Pleasures
The day you were released out of my womb
Freed me of the nine months adventure
A journey of stress
A cross of survival
An experience of birth
To be divulge with my lips
Into the ears of childless women
My world became the happiest

My Sleeping Child
You prove to them that I am fertile
Destruction of a barren womb
Curses from my mother-in-law
Shame from my enemies
Mockery from humans
Lift me above the skies
You paint faces of confusion
Spread doubt in their mind
A reason to celebrate.

My Sleeping Child
You ironed my marriage
Placated my husband mind
Made him a father
Cajoled his love for me
Teach us to be patient
Made us believe in our creator
Hope came alive
Defeating our years of tears
Calming our nerves
It impresses my soul to see you lie.

My Sleeping Child
You made me a mother
Trudge in the jungle of motherhood
My world of paradise
Conqueror to my plight
My life
My belly of happiness
My lip of praises
A song of lullaby
I’m so proud of you
A tender kiss
I place on your forehead
Sleep well my beloved baby.