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Hope yall had a great weekend
Mine was well spent.
I braided a friend's hair this past friday
and while there, my feet got cold.
She made me wear this yall



hhahahah...talk about torture... it kept
my feet warm though.

anyway

I need your help blogsville.

I have been invited to organize and
coordinate games at a 10 yr old party.
The celebrant's mom wants various
games for the ages of 5 - 16.

I have only done this once
and I vowed not to ever do it again
cause those kids were naughty.


here i am ready to do it again..

Any ideas?

Happy V Day

Love is simply defined
by what it is...

Rock the vote on Nov 4

I thank you
You are in my mind
and I love you blogsville.

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Yoruba Nite

Besides school, this is what i am currently working on.
We have succeeded in introducing yoruba youth club to a community college in Michigan.



Still busy battling Calc and Stats... make una pray for me o.
I don dey contemplate o
whether i go carry my bag
go create pure water business for 9ja
school no easy o. lol

OLAMILD says hi Blogsville

Still doing great
Still busy
This picture was taken at a wedding this saturday..
I was about to go and sing for Efehi and Schneider
Wedding was beau-tee-ful

Check out the newly weds



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J-E-S-U-S!

A Muslim man in Egypt killed his wife because she

was reading the Bible and then buried her with their
infant baby and an 8-year old daughter.
The girls were buried alive! He then reported to the
police that an uncle killed the kids. 15 days later,
another family member died. When they went to bury
him,they found the 2 little girls under the sand -
ALIVE!

The country is outraged over the incident, and the
man will be executed.
The older girl was asked how she had survived and
she says:- "A man wearing shiny white clothes, with
bleeding wounds in his hands, came every day to feed
us. He woke up my mom so she could nurse my sister,"
she said. She was interviewed on Egyptian national
TV, by availed Muslim woman news anchor. She said on
public TV, "This was none other than Jesus, because
nobody else does thing s like this!"

Muslims believe Isa (Jesus) would do this, but the
wounds mean He really was crucified, and it's clear
also that He is alive! But, it's also clear that the
child could not make up a story like this, and there
is no way these children could have survived without
a true miracle.
With Egypt at the center of the media and education in
the Middle East , you can be sure this story will spread.
Christ is still turning the world upside down!

Please let this story be shared. The Lord says, "I
will bless the person who puts his trust in me."

What do you think of this?

What does Love mean?

Touching words from the mouth of babes.
What does Love mean?
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,

"What does love mean?"
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
_____

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."

Rebecca- age 8
_____

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."

Billy - age 4
_____

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."

Karl - age 5
_____

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."

Chrissy - age 6
_____

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri - age 4
_____

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make ! sure the taste is OK."

Danny - age 7
_____

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"

Emily - age 8
_____

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."

Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
_____

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"
Nikka - age 6
_____

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."

Noelle - age 7
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"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."

Tommy - age 6
_____

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."

Cindy - age 8
_____

"My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare - age 6
_____

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."

Elaine-age 5
_____

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."

Chris - age 7
_____

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."

Mary Ann - age 4
_____

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."

Lauren - age 4
_____

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7
_____

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."

Mark - age 6
_____

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."

Jessica - age 8
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And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

"Nothing, I just helped him cry"
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When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out that God is all you need

My Song

There are times in life when we feel lost
Friends and loved ones are nowhere to be found
There's no one to shed light
in our darkest night.

We think about our problems
and it gets worst than before.
I've been there and i have come to realize that
all I need is for God to show me the way
through all problems, trials, and tribulations.

I hope that you are blessed by this song.
One Love.

HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEKEND.

PS: We will re-record the song very soon. We believe it still needs more work. I cannot help but give credit to whom it is due to. Here are the parts and who did what.....Alto- Baki, Treble & 2nd Verse - Sparkle, Everything else - MOI

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The Ring

A girl named Lisa.. this is her story.

Lisa: I was all alone at home on one lovely day. I decided to go for a walk. I walked miles after miles, while listening to my walkman. All of a sudden, thunder striked..lightning followed. I knew I was in for a shocking rain. Turning back to walk home would be a stupid choice because I would get wet. I walked to a bus stop, and tried to stop a motor cycle to no avail. It started raining. It rained heavily. I didn't know what to do, I just stood there with the hope of getting home safe. All of a sudden, I was being covered by an umbrella. I looked to my right to see the most handsome guy on planet earth. I don't often talk to strangers, but he was trying to help. I'd be a fool to reject his help. Thanks, I said with gratitude. A few minutes later, he stopped a motor cycle for me. I thanked him again and offered him his umbrella which he refused. "You need it more than I do". I thanked him and left. I couldn't stop thinking about this mystery guy that came out of nowhere to save the day.

* * * * * *

2 weeks after this occurence, I ran into this same guy at a friend's party. I was surprised that he still recognized me. I smiled and said "sorry I didn't bring your umbrella". He just laughed.." You didn't know we'd meet again". I felt stupid for saying that but I didn't know what was coming out of me. I know I skipped a heartbeat. We exchanged contact info and departed.. I started seeing him 3 months after the party. He was not just an ordinary guy, he was perfect. He shows love and affection in every way that he could. I could recall an incident that happened one xmas. I left his gift at home thinking I had packed it with some other gifts that I took to church. I'm sorry I don't have your gift here with me. We can go over to my place so you get it, I said with a cute voice. "You don't have to. You are the best gift one could ever ask for. I am glad I have you and I love you." I guess you know what follows that. A kiss sealed with gratitude. We had a lot of good memories. We loved more than we argued. HE was the best thing that ever happened to me, he still is. 25th of december 2006, a day that I will forever cherish.

He bought me lots of gifts. He brought some flowers which I took from him with a huge smile. He took it back from me, and pulled one particular flower which he stroked around my hair. He dropped the flower, I attempted to pick it up and he did the same. It was like we planned it. I noticed that the flower made an unusual sound. "I got it," he whispered. I stood up and looked down on him as he picked up the flower...alas... a RING. I inhaled with my hands on my mouth.

"over the past few years, you have stirred me with your smile. Your sharp looks and your cute dimples always put a smile on my face. When I am cold thinking I have no one to hold, you've here.... right beside me. Each and every day, I learn to appreciate you more. I have come to realize that I need you more than you think I do. I want to make you my confidante. I want you to be mine forever. I love you and I'm hoping you feel the same way too. Will you marry me?"

I screamed with excitement. I was astonished and happy. I didn't know what to say.. I could hear soft whispers of yes yes from within. I screamed YEs I will. Yes YEs YEs. He got up, placed the ring on my finger, and kissed me passionately. That was the happiest day of my life. We had a toast and celebrated briefly.

Last week, I went to my best friend's house for a sleep over. We decided to pay her cousin a visit.....other girls were there as well. We did some girl talk, watched movies, cried and sang. I wanted to help my friend's cousin with the dishes. I took off my ring, placed it on the counter and washed the dishes. I washed and cleaned my hands. I headed to the counter to get my ring and realized it was missing. I called the attention of everyone to the issue. Everyone claimed they didn't see it. I blacked out for about 5 mins..

As of today, I'm still searching for the ring. My fiance is out of town. He should be back in 2 weeks. what do I say to him? How do I tell him this story?

Males
Would you ever forgive your girl if such happened?
Would u be willing to even hear her out?

Females
How do you explain such to your man?
What would be your justification as to not being careless?

Note: Originally posted on NW when I wrote it.

BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL

Wear black Today to Support Jena 6

Hit me baby one more tyme...

After the encounter with my first love, I vowed not to date any man again. I don't know what went wrong. We seemed perfect for each other but we were constantly arguing. We had to let go of each other for the betterment of each other. He still loves me and I still love him but we can't be together as of now.... why? I don't know. His family moved to Texas and I'm here.. just stuck in Ohio. .hmmmmmmmm

the moment phil walked away, I felt like every good thing left me , but I was wrong........Lekan came along

He was rough and tough.. nothing like what I wanted in a guy but he was good to me. He was caring. loving, and trust worthy. He was new to love even though he had dated many girls. I could recall a day I wanted to enter the hallway, he walked into tha hallway, kicked the door open for me to enter. The door almost hit me and I wondered why he couldn't just hold it for me to walk in. ... he did a lot of things that I cannot even start to mention. More than anything, he wanted to be loved. He wanted me to love him as much as he loved me but it was hard. I had loved phil and i could never love anyone as much as I had loved him. Lekan knew about phil; he urged me to let go of the past. "I love you and I believe I deserve your love," he said sometimes ago.

"That's really wierd," I yelled out loud one day. I couldn't recall what he did but he got offended when I said he was a wierd person. "I'm wierd? that means I'm not good enough for you. You can't appreciate what I do? You don't even appreciate me. You can't beg me for anything.. I guess it's impossible since you have someone you cry to on the phone!"

I was speechless for almost ten minutes. All I could ask myself was does he even know what wierd means? anyway, he apologised. We became closer and people thought we were dating. I guess it's easy for them to say because we hung out a lot. His presence brings joy and laughter but I was not what he wanted me to be. He wanted me to be deeply in love but I couldn't force myself. We decided to give us a try but I was unhappy because nothing changed. We were just the way we used to be. Lekan has a problem... when it comes to saying "I don't know what that means...or can u explain better because I don't want to misinterprete you?"... he had big issues. He'd rather pretend to know something and just fuse around than admit to not knowing it and get help.

I went to the salon on saturday and he was supposed to pick me up. He came with a very nice car and I wondered where he got it from. He told me his car broke down and he had to rent a car for the meantime. I entered the car, he hit the start button and the car started. "hgmmmm impressive!" was my response and we both laughed. We listened to the same song over and over and I told him to change the cd or skip to the next song. He said he was not going to change it because he liked the song.

{ ABout 3 hours later... evening}

We were heading to a friend's house and the same song was still playing. " My friend set this song to repeat itself so we're stuck with it", he said. " You can change it now that he's not here, I'm sick of hearing the same song over and over," I said. "I'm not changing it!", he replied. "You are not changing it or you don't know how to? I don't like the fact that u tend to pretend when u don't know something. If I don't know something, I let u or anyone know. that's how u learn. there's no need to act like we know all." was my response.

"GBOOSHHHHHHHHHHHHH"








.................sound of a heavy blow on my head. If he wasn't driving, it would have been worst. "How dare you talk to me like that. You need to shut the hell up sometimes. You think you can just insult me and get away with it? All you do is open your mouth to insult believing you're the smartest. Don't you know it hurts when you talk like that? I know how to change the song........" HE yelled at the top of his voice and fumbled with the cd player. I sat there holding my head in shock. The fist was heavy and painful; I was hurt and i almost cried. I took my phone and he looked at me surprised; he thought I was going to dial 911.

Instead, I deleted his number and messages from my phone. When we got to the red light, he held my hand and said sorry.

"Get your hands off me now!".... I yelled non stop and he left me alone. He drove me home and I went straight to bed. About an hour later, my phone rang and.... "hello sade, I'm sorry for what happened today, I didn't mean to..."

"Look here lekan, I don't want to talk about this nonsence. Good night and Good bye" **tone**

QUESTION 4 ALL:

What will you do if you were sade?
Why do some men think hitting a lady is the solution to problems?
What do you think of the story?
What would you have changed about any character in this short story?

NOTE: Originally posted on NW when I first wrote it.

Young Man

A young man ran to his mum ,

"mummy i saw daddy driving into aunty megs compound and i rushed to call him but mummy guess what?daddy was helping aunty meg to pull her dress and daddy was"

The mother stopped him saying

" junior u have to wait till dinner time so that u will tell me and daddy the story"

During dinner, the mother called the young man

" junior please come and complete the story that you where telling me before"

Junior continued by saying

"daddy was helping her also to pull her dress too and both of them were doing that thing that mummy and uncle donard use to do every time daddy travels"

THIS DAY

HELLO EVERYONE

Read this first ... MY BROTHER'S BIRTHDAY

How was your weekend/labor day break? Hope yall read about my weekend on my other blog...I'm finally done with that bookstore job...back to school.. sunday's service was wonderful...a bride to be has been bugging ma padi (shud i say manager) with phone calls...her wedding is holding on the last saturday of this month and she wants us to crash it..... i really want yall to leave a bday wish/message for my brother.....I have to attend a kid's bday by fire by force (next month)...got a call from the classy celebrant...it's been a great but hectic week. I know u all are bouncing in the lord everyday. I don't know if I should say I'm excited .. I guess I am. I got tagged by Unnaked Soul . The post was titled unimaginable and I guess this is a continuation or should i say a chapter of the unimaginable...

If I could create
I would make wings for everyone so they can travel everywhere freely.

If I could create
I would make a blanket that can bring the dead back to life, when wrapped around them.

If I could create
I would love itself for it has lost its meaning

If I could create
I would make the rain shower every dish everyone desires

If i could create
I would the one that completes me.

If I could create
I'd make hair lotion that can make hair grow the very moment it touches the scalp.

If I could create
I would take love out of the one i don't want to hurt and replace it with likeness because it's the best i can give back.

If I could create
I would a pen called straight A's.

If I could create
I would a ship in the moon...for all mummies on mother's day.

If I could create
I'd make a wand that makes all dreams come true

If I could create
I would a time machine that goes in the past and corrects all my misdeeds.

If I could create
I would a shirt made with hugs just for my brother's bday (sept 6)

If i could create,
I would make a reunion for all blogville members

If I could create
I would a tap filled with love for the one who tagged me and opened my mind to what i wish I could create.

Here is a copy of the message i got (via email) from my friend Da Prince. I felt it was worth sharing. i hope u enjoy it as much as i did.

I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.

FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed.Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says "I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me.

"I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!"

So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear..."You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look bysaying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in thebedroom?"

Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.

The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. We went on to the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine,honey." She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement.Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all dear, let's go to the cashier."

I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel like it."

Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled WHAT?"

I then said "Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she was goingto kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?"

Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....

Good Coffee

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... And then you began eyeing each other's cups.
Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee.

"The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."

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