I have my doubts…

Though everything seems fine from afar. I surely have my doubts like everyone else. Mine may take a different direction, but I have them anyway.

I want love, the relationship that one wouldn’t be without the other. But I also want my solitude.

I want kids, oh how I love kids… But I also want peace and quiet, that having kids actually scare me.

I want the First Class G. P. A… But I don’t want it at the detriment of other things.

I know. Well, these are just midnight doubts… They might go away before I wake up.


Anxiety and God

Sister Joy! I heard someone call my name which caused me to look back and say Yes, can I help you? Behold, someone I’ve never seen before was in front of me. She replied and said God sent me to you. Oh, thinking she was one of these fake prophets around, I turned around to leave and she pleaded, please just hear me out. On a normal day, I wouldn’t have even taken a second glance but something just prompted me to stay and listen first.

She started, sister Joy right? I said yes, you’re right. She continued, God told me you’ve been holding on to something and you’re very anxious for the thing to come through. I said of course, we all have that thing that makes us anxious and wakes us up in the middle of the night to pray. And she said, no. We should not be anxious for nothing, yes we can pray but we should not be anxious because when we get too anxious, that becomes the only thing you hold on to until the purpose and focus of our living is lost which is very difficult to get back. She probably thought I was not listening because of the way I was looking up and thinking when she said sister Joy, you’re anxious to see results of your hard work . Wawu, I was amazed like yes this is soo true. Because lately, most of the things I’ve worked for are just not satisfying.
I had to open up and explain that I’m in between a very thin line between failure and success and this brings me to a state of my anxiety. I got home that night, surrendered everything to God and went to bed a happy person. It really is not easy to have something clogging your mind like clouds in the sky but when trouble comes, it takes the grace of God to be unmoved. Find that grace and do not be anxious for tomorrow.

By Joydlibrarian

I am a definition. 

I am a definition

A definition of grace
You don’t need to look around
when we talk of grace
Just look at me.

I am a definition
The definition of a woman
One with pride and humility
Disciplined, modest and cautious.

I am a definition
A definition of beauty
Embedded in the river of character
Fashioned in a whisper like manner.

I am a definition
A definition of a good wife
Preserved to please my king only
And raise children like Samuel and Esther.

I am a definition
A definition of success
Trying to stand out in the world of so many regularities
Cocooned in the arms of flying colors.

I am a definition
A definition of generations to come
Being groomed to bring forth lifes
Being prepared to make or mar.

I am a definition
A definition of death
Because whether you are a male or a female
Whether you’re a king or a slave
Whether you’re conscious or not.
We all owe that debt of death.

By Joydlibrarian

What is beneath your beautiful? 

When the head gear is removed
And the eyebrow cleaned off
When the earrings are gone
And the lipstick peeled off

What is beneath your beautiful?
Oh, when the fake bum is disrobed
And the birthday suit enrobed
When the ornaments are gone
And the pricy clothes striped off

What is beneath your beautiful?
It may not be a pretty face
Or a shape to long for
But an engaging brain
And a good attitude
Is priceless!

By Joydlibrarian

Why do People read ? 

Many read for pleasure,some for knowledge, most for utilitarian value. Plainly speaking, asides reading prescribed texts,very few make an effort to pick a book outside their specialisation,since their reason for reading is to gain a meal ticket, to make money at all cost or even just to pass an examination.

 Unfortunately, most no longer read even to pass examinations. With the development of chips, why take the tedious route of gluing two elbows on a desk? Cheating in examinations has undergone tremendous evolution in Nigeria’s educational system. From the age old spying or giraffing, students, with the connivance of their parents and teachers,  have taken examination misconducts to digital proportion. This malpractice is almost equated with charity (act of love). Little wonder it “has been baptised with esoteric aliases like symbiosis, dubbing, help, memory backup, missiles, xeroxing, etc.”

Digging deeper, though students may not be fully exonerated, it is a pointer to the erosion of a once vibrant reading culture in the country. Gone are the days when students took pride in bragging about the latest pacesetter, Mills and Boon or African Writers Series novels they have read. The greatest gifts used to be books, now try that with a teenager and you’ll get the worst shock of your life.

Kindly spare me the notion that books are expensive. Sure right they are, but can you compare it with the cost of recharge cards or junk food. “Now we have the luxury of seeking all shades of an issue, we work harder, we report deeper, but even the deeper you go about it, the more you are losing your readers to the tribe that seeks that pleasure of a roaming GSM,” laments Onome Osifo-Whiskey of TELL magazine.

It is obvious that for any culture to take root, it must have been preceded by  a habit. No one is born reading, we all acquire the taste for books over time. For many avid readers, the origin of their romance with books started at a very tender age. It was either at school or in the home that their interest in books was nurtured, developed and blossomed. 

If children, especially at a very tender age, come to associate reading with fun, then the habit sticks with them to adulthood. Unfortunately, most teachers are simply the catalyst that snuffs out the reading flames… Teachers hold the magic wand to get their pupils hooked on to books. The passion from a teacher in love with books is contagious and students easily get infected. Some teachers however, make kids see reading as a bitter medicine or a punishment. With that attitude, most burn their books as soon as they leave school.
Parents, being the principal educators of their children, cannot pretend that sending their children to school will necessarily morph their kids into bookworms. Buy books, encourage them to read newspapers, magazines, religious books and other literature. I see no reason why a child should waste time counting the number of tiles in the rest room rather than read a book.
The effect of a shallow reading culture haunts an individual all through life. Some university graduates find it gruesome to speak or write proper English. The seeds sown earlier in their homes and schools follow them to their graves. Safiya I. Dantiye captures it in these words, “I used to believe that teachers take pride in impacting knowledge and seeing their students competing to do their best, so I wonder what those types of teachers feel when all their students perform poorly, because it could not be the fault of all the students” 
If reading is that easy to imbibe, then why are we reading less? Though I must admit that in this country the easiest things are sometimes the most difficult. I concur with Hillary Ike Ugwu that “parents should learn to expose their children to reading”. In so doing, they are shaping their little minds towards greatness. Professors and teachers shoild expose their students to disciplined culture of reading and research.

Let’s all conquer the common saying that if you desire to keep anything away from a Nigerian, hide it in a book!