Time to answer your questions…👼
Happy weekend to you all. Hope y’all had fun . So a lot of people have been curious about my new (old) found love (writing). Two questions have been asked, which I was not ready to answer at the time it was being asked…most times my answers have always been “you will read about it some day”…so I guess that ‘some day’ is here today. I’m finally ready to tell you all there is about my new (old) found love.
why did you start writing?
Growing up in the mist of giants as aunties and an elder sis, they gave me donkey age gaps to the point where it was not funny at all…you dare not speak when they are speaking or try to explain yourself, hmmm, if you try it you will be in soup. Being brought up like that affected my self-esteem so much in such a way that I became an automatic introvert. So the only way I could communicate freely was through writing, Although I did not have a fancy diary, I used my extra note book to write. Not about how I feel or anything related to my current mood, nope I just scribble anything that comes to my mind just to let off steam.
Writing has always been a sort of pain reliever to me. When I am sad, I write. When I am depressed, I write. That was how I have always been living my life.
I could remember when I had to move to Saudi Arabia to further my secondary school education, over there, there were few English-speaking schools back then, just a few Elite schools that taught in English language…remember I was this kid coming from Africa. My accent was totally different from what they are used to and being the only black kid in the school along with my two younger brothers, (although they were much younger so catching up new accent was not a great deal for them). Accent was a big deal…meanwhile, back in Africa, kids like me thought my accent was kool. They said I spoke like the English people, while some described it as the “Queen’s English”(to me I was proud of myself as babe that has good accent😃) so with this boost of self-esteem, I went to Saudi Arabia only for my english tutor to tell me that I need to learn how to speak…come and see zeroing of self-esteem, it went from 80% to 0%…The way she would scold at me in correction of my accent made me to go back into my shells…guess what I did? I resorted to writing. Any time I had something to say to her, I would put it in writing…One day, she called me “Nikiruka” (Nkeiruka) (this was how best she could pronouce my native name) 🌛🌜she said, “is this how you are going to be expressing yourself throughout your life time?” In my thoughts, I was like “yes as long as I can express myself without getting embarrassed.”
Though I nodded yes with tear streaming down my cheeks. Then she suggested that my dad should get me a voice recorder to help me pronounce words properly…which he did. He bought an olympus recorder for me which later became my best friend but our friendship didn’t last for long because it was stolen, so I went back to my writing.
Well I can’t say If my accent or pronounciation changed…but I know for a start that I could speak what people would understand. Guyanese people have their accent, africans have their accent and indians have their accent. It only takes patience with one another to understand what each person is trying to say. My English teacher back then didn’t have that patience she needed to transform me from being african to a Saudi Arabian kid within a few months. Here you have it, that was how i started writing. I am so happy now that i can actually express myself fully through writing. Writing is a whole new level of freedom of speech. I CAN’T STOP.
What inspired you to start writing (professionally)🌊🌋
My inspiration came from different 🌞⛄❄angles. Firstly, being a blogger has always been a dream for me but how to go about it, was some thing I didn’t know how and I didn’t know who to ask about it…until when i needed to do something else that needed a website…i had to call on my kid bro to help me set it up…(yep he is my kid bro but 🌋🌊he is more computer technologically inclined than I am). So when the stuff I needed the site for was not forthcoming, he suggested that since I love writting that I can be using the site for a blog. I agreed but was still very hesistant about it…you know that moment you tend to dream, but some of your dreams tend to be bigger than you…hmmm that was my case I just said “ok” to his suggestion and kept it aside…until one day as I was going through my old books, I stumbled upon an old write-up that I had scribbled down in one of my boring lectures. As i glanced through, I felt this pressure on me to start writing. But no, that didn’t cut it for me to start up.
Then came along a friend of mine, she started her own blog too…which I always encourage on every post…and each time she sends me a link she will always encourage me, telling me “Blessing, you should start your own blog too.” And in return, I will always tell her am preparing for it😅(preparing for it when I was too scared to start lol 😂)…I mean like for every post that’s how she kept disturbing me untill she ignited the fire in me…now my fire is so fierce that i can’t stop writing.
Whether I’m in a good mood or in a bad mood, I always have something to write. Well, one thing about me is that I’m one of those people who always needs a push to start something. Most times, I always have it all planned out but too scared to start until I get that one push from someone before I can fully launch into my full potentials.😃 You know the circle of friends you keep matters a lot…They can make you or marr you. If you have friends who are jealous of you or scared of you being greater than them, better stay far away from them. they are of no use and of no good to you. So if you are not following @omobim1’s blog better do so. We all need that one person who pushes us to bring out the best in us.
In life sky there are sky divers who knows they can sky dive well, but they are just too scared to jump, all they need is just that one push and wollah off they go. with their parachute spreading as hight as possible. be that friend today.
If you don’t know where a person is coming from don’t judge them…People have been through a lot, the least they need from you is your judgmental attitude.🌻☁🌞
Don’t look down on anyone unless you are admiring their shoes.💞🌹🌷
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