Tuesday, 14 February 2017

Unexpected Kiss

He quickly gave me an unexpected warm and breathtaking peck with his hands on his lips then onto my lips while he was getting off the taxi. At that moment, I felt like I had turned pink but thank God he wasn't there to see me blushing. 
While my journey home was still on, I was wondering and asked myself "Ala are you in love?"
He did it again but I didn't expect it 'cause the few times we had gone home together after that day he first did it, he never attempted it. Believe me, it was like my heart flew out of my chest and came back after some seconds. 

On a very good Saturday, I was doing my laundry with my untidy hair then my mum called and said I had a visitor. I couldn't even imagine who my visitor was but I quickly washed my hands, wore shorts and a top then found my way to the Living Room. Lo and behold, the beloved 'He' was just sitted, smiling and talking with my mum and at that moment I felt like the ground should open up and swallow me. I just braced up my confidence and acted like I was the cleanest girl at that moment. Hahahaha!!!
Okay! That very dirty me Saturday, while walking him out, I got my first unexpected french kiss and Oh!! how I blushed and wanted more plus I lifted my right leg up. Lol! Immediately that happened it was true love for me based on the American movies and books I had seen and read. #Laughing hard

Growing up in one of the worst environments which was called *COLOMBIA* and remaining disciplined as a teenager was quite a big one. An environment where prostitution, hard drugs, brutality, fighting and killings was the order of the day. It was as bad as if you didn't see them break someone's head in a day, you've had a boring day. Or is it the part where guys are pricing prostitutes 300 Naira when you go to buy something from aboki? Smh

He knew I liked him somuch and wanted a relationship with me but my answer was a "NO" not because I didn't think I loved him but because I told myself I wouldn't try dating till 18. It was hard fighting those emotions mostly when your peers are all in relationships but my word was my bond. To me, kissing him, loving to kiss him, fantasizing on how
we could spend our lives together, my right leg coming up while kissing him, etc was the signs of my love for him. How foolish I thought.

Love is not a fairytale, love is not lifting your right legs up while kissing a guy/girl, love is not thinking of just that one person, love is not buying or getting gifts from or for a guy/girl, love is not enjoying the time you spend with the person, love is not enjoying having sex with him/her, love is not enjoying the romance sessions you have with each other neither is love just a word you say to feel good.

Love is deep, sensible, truthful, patient, selfless, kind, not boastful, not rude, not violent, not sensual, never gives up, never threatens, never loses faith, always hopeful, above all, LOVE is SACRIFICE. 

God is a perfect example of a lover that He sacrificed He's only son for us because of the unfailing love He has for us that we might be redeemed. 
Show love not just to your spouse, spouse to be or family but to every single person you come across on this planet even the destitute. Love is beyond one individual.
Change your mindset about love.
As for the 'He', you need not know his name. *winks*

I rest my case.
Happy Valentine's Day.

Ala O. Wilcox





































Friday, 10 February 2017

Lessons from my ordeal 2

Just the thought of the pains I'll go through made me finish the eba (garri) and okro soup (my none favourite food then) my mum brought to the hospital for me after we were told I would be undergoing an emergency appendicitis operation the next day.

Let's rewind....... My economics teacher Mr Collins was in class and was asking for our Economics note. If you ask me how I forgot mine ehn, I can't even answer but I sure did and I knew I had to be ready for some strokes 'cause my smiling or answering questions won't save me today. Not when WAEC preparations were at hand.

Just at the moment he asked for the note, I felt the sharp pain that seemed like one I had over  a year back and it came really strong that I couldn't even stand straight.

"Wilcox, don't start joking with me, where is your note" Mr Collins said sharply. Omor! The man thought it was one of those my escape pranks but I was almost fainting there. Here comes the Vice Principal, then the Principal and I was asked to be taken home. You can imagine the joy of going home when your mates are in school, your parents are at work, it wasn't school fees drive but the "I'm not feeling well" excuse and you just have an opportunity to do anything you wish for within those few hours you have.

Home, hospital, fastforward to ....... Garri and Okro soup then operation the next morning.

Farting on the second day and climbing the hospital stairs the third day was risky for me but paramount cause I had waec the following week.

How I disliked mathematics but had to study on the hospital bed for my exams, calling my classmates and teachers to give me a run down of what was happening.

The seventh day of carrying my stitches was my first paper, Mathematics (my worst subject at that time) and I took myself up in a  dauntless manner and stepped into school and as my surname will decide my seat number I was the last and only person on a seat. I stuck to my principle, it wasn't my best paper but I was proud I proved everyone who felt I was too fragile and weak to be up and doing with stitches, cramp pains and operation pains wrong. I still rocked my dress to church and gave a testimony for a successful operation. I still studied at night despite the fact it was almost impossible sleeping cause of pains but I had a goal in mind to be fervent in my studies. An operation that came at the wrong time wasn't an excuse, wicked cramp pains added to the operation pains wasn't an excuse either.


Lessons:


* Thou art inexcusable.

* You can make it through any ordeal only if YOU decide you want to.

* When people think or say you can't do it, prove them wrong by doing it. Even if you feel fear that you will fail, it's better to try and fail than not try at all. Just keep pushing and one day, your not succeeding will become a success.

* Have a positive mind.