Before I go on, I would like to give a quick shout to all my readers, followers, and subscribers by email. You all are awesome.
My guess is that many readers will be offended by my chosen title on first glance. While I have not put this up to offend anyone, I recognize and accept that I inevitably will. Then again, this is my blog, a sort of personal space.
And now, speaking of personal space, I must mention that I have a bit of a problem. I find that I have recently become a “touch magnet” – if you will – for some people. I first noticed this when my engagement ring came off my finger just over a year ago. Apparently, some people took that to mean that inappropriate touching was welcome, seeing that I was suddenly single again. I recall being not so subtle about my disapproval of this new trend at my last job. Continue reading Jesus in the Workplace
These California wildfires though.
Is there anyone besides me who believes there might be a more effective way to get these fires under control? (Show of hands, please.) I mean – we have the records of what times of year these fires typically occur. We know the weather forecast histories for previous wildfires. These things are in the news all the time.
Continue reading Wildfires!
My first encounter with Mr. J was in junior high, called junior secondary school in my country. I was in JSS 2 (grade 8) and my school was test-running an after-school program at the time. Mr. J was to cover for our English teacher on the day of the said encounter.
You might have heard a pin drop when Mr. J walked into the classroom. He had on a look that appeared, to me, to be almost as menacing as it was mocking. He wiped down a desk and, after setting his books on it, turned to attack the chalkboard, wiping off everything that was written on it. Next, he wrote the course title and the topic for the day. Finally, he turned to face the class, introduced himself, and announced the topic loudly: “Effective Communication.” Continue reading “Mr. J will go to Heaven”
I’m a bad, bad, bad procrastinator. But somehow, I manage to get some really important things done. And some other not so important things – at least, so they seem. Quite recently, I have been thinking about my much acclaimed love for reading, and about how little reading I actually do. I have ordered books off Amazon in hopes that I will one day read them. For some reason, the drive is not really there – at least, not much of it is anymore.
My reading journey began with some large-lettered Reader’s Digest books my dad used to keep back home in Nigeria. My dad loves to read! And, I remember quite clearly how much he used to ‘lecture’ me a lot in my much younger days about reading and its many benefits. Well, he still does every once in a while. Continue reading Take the challenge…