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Here we go again 🤸‍♀️

Hi,

I hope you enjoyed the last series served here titled ‘Yesterday Lives’ 😁

Did you follow through to the end? If you did, let’s share 🤗🤗

If you didn’t, it is not too late. Click Yesterday Lives in the menu and have fun reading 🤝

Another series; not entirely new to ardent followers of Olubukola’s Thoughts, starts today 💃💃and will be dropping in the next hour.

Please stay tuned and follow me on this journey. Don’t forget to use the share buttons at the end.

I would also love to hear from my readers.

Your comments spur me to keep doing this. Please drop one as you read.

Thank you 🙏

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Rules!

The elderly woman’s voice was loud as she walked into the store talking to her friend.

The security man at the door stopped her. He asked her to drop the nylon bag she was holding at the entrance.

“Why?” She asked.

“That’s the rule ma.” The security guard said.

“There is nothing inside the nylon that you are selling.” She said to him.

“It doesnt matter ma. You have to drop the nylon bag here.”

“Why are you stopping me?” The elderly woman asked as she raised her voice higher. This is not the first time I am coming here and no one has ever stopped me from carrying my nylon bag inside.”

The woman began to call the name of a staff of the store. The staff walked up to the elderly woman. “Good afternoon ma.” She said.

“Good afternoon. Is this your security new here? Because I dont understand why he is asking me to drop my nylon bag.”

The other staff of the store looked on as they all stopped what they were doing; wondering what the outcome of the altercation will be.

The friend who had walked in with the woman decided to save the day. She relieved her friend of her nylon bag and handed it over to the security guard.

“If anything misses in my nylon bag…..” The woman said as she allowed her words to hang in the air.

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I watched the whole scene from where I was shopping and wondered why dropping her nylon bag was so much of a problem.

I wondered if she had walked into a large departmental store, would her reaction be the same?

I also wondered if she was just being difficult because she knew a staff of store.

I concluded that some battles are not worth fighting.
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The other side of me; my passion.

My post today is an invitation to the event I will be a part of this weekend.

Olubukola’s Thoughts is one side of me. The other side is NDJs – The Trendy African Prints studio.

Our mission is to create simple yet classy designs with African prints for the everyday woman.

We create designs for all occasions; lounging at home, going to the market, salon or nail studio, stepping into the board room, going for a dinner or going to a place of worship.

Creations of NDJs can be found on my Instagram handle @ndjs_masterpieces or click on the icon ‘My passion’. This will take you directly to my Instagram page.

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The flyer above shows the venue of the event. Please come show your support by visiting my stand 🙏

‘To Love and To Hold’ will also be available for those who are yet to purchase theirs.

Come get a signed copy 🙂

I will be waiting.

Thank you 😁

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Courtesy and Respect in the new generation

A few incidents of recent got me and a colleague of mine discussing about courtesy and respect in children.

We were walking on a pathway when some school kids who could have passed for between 13 and 15 walked towards us. None of them broke their stride as they walked and almost pushed us off the pathway.

My colleague and I looked at each other and shook our heads. And we wondered if courtesy and respect still existed in children of the new generation?

We relived memories of our past when courtesy and respect was a value entrenched in us by our parents. It did not matter if you were Yoruba, Hausa, Igbo, Calabar, Fulani etc. Courtesy and respect was a universal language we all understood because we were taught.

The second incident happened when I was alone. I was walking a path that had been reduced from a two-way path to a one-way path by a barrier.

I saw these two little girls of about ages 6 or 8 walking from the opposite end. I stopped and waited so they could pass by.
I was surprised when instead of passing through quickly, they strolled towards me gisting away.

When they got to where I was standing, I told them ‘next time when someone stops for you so you can pass by, you make it snappy’.

Even though they were little girls, the part of me where home training is embedded did not make me believe that I had a right to pass through before them.

But the question that kept ringing was; has home training taken a back seat in our homes?
Have the new generation parents thrown away the values we were taught as kids instead of passing it down?
I am a new generation parent and sincerely, home training is still very important to me.

Or am I old school?

Please share your thoughts below and let us have a conversation.

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Oops moments.

Are you aware that ‘To Love and to Hold‘ is available in print? That means, you can now have a copy of my book for keeps for N2500 (Two thousand, five hundred naira).

In case this is news to you, please check my previous post 🙂
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Have you had any ‘oops’ moment? I remember vividly one that happened a few months ago.

It was my daughter’s 17th birthday and she wanted to hangout with her closest friend and her siblings.

I opted to serve as the driver for the day to do a pick up and a drop off. We arrived at her friend’s house and she greeted me familiarly (I have known her for a while).

Her friend advised that I see her parents before I pick her up; fair enough, that made a lot of sense.

Her mum walks out and sees my daughter and I. She looks at her daughter and asks if the three of us attend the same University 😂 (if you happen to see me on a weekend, chances that I will be dressed in shorts is very high).

Well, the explanations begin and ‘oops’ 😁 She is too shocked that she decides to introduce me to her husband, who is more shocked.

I actually had a good laugh that day. That wasn’t the first time I would be involved in such situation. Even friends of my kids have told them I don’t look like their mummy, because apparently, they are looking for a big mummy.

Are there any mummies out there like me? Gather here for a group hug 🤗

Have you been at the centre of any ‘oops’ moment? Please share in the comments section below and let us all have a good laugh.

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We are back!!!

We apologize for the long radio silence.

Olubukola’s Thoughts is back and we would serve the next episode on our series “Omoshalewa” today ?

Please watch this space!

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Meet Multi-talented Bukola Adekusibe: Author, Blogger and MD/CEO of NDJ’s Masterpieces

Yes, times are hard and there is recession accompanied by a whole lot of ripple effects to provide enough negative justification for Nigerians to not embark on any worth- while venture; however, there are still thousands of Nigerians who are weathering the storm and soaring despite all odds. One of such great achievers is the multi-talented Olubukola Adekusibe, whom we […]

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New Book Alert: Read To Love And To Hold by Olubukola Adekusibe @olubukolasthots — MakeADream_NG

Go get your copy of the book and watch out for the close-up session.

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To Love And To Hold by Olubukola Adekusibe is now selling at okadabooks.com. A synopsis of the Novel: Fadeke and Chinedu are shocked when they come across each other in the elevator of a building they both work in. Chinedu has searched for her the past six years while Fadeke is hurt by an incident that […]

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