Tee's Musings

Like most kids in my generation, I grew up marveling at the wonders and overwhelming fame of Michael Jackson.

Ajadi mi, you will never know how much I have missed writing to you I know you must have wondered about my silence It was not my fault, Ajadi My husband was angry… Oh! I have never seen Alao so angry

*Image by Steve Johnson via unsplash.com* “Look at this beauty” Adisa said to me, pointing at a painting on the wall of the art gallery. I looked but I couldn’t see the beauty, all I saw was a colourful mess. It seemed to me like the work of a child who splashed all the colours in his newly acquired poster colour on a canvas. I just didn’t get what beauty Adisa saw and I told him so.

I remember being taught Set theory in one of my mathematics classes, and even though math was not my favourite subject, I found Set theory pretty easy.

Fellow women, Today the world celebrates us. Give no thought to those who question why or those who say we are overrated. They have no idea of the strength within us, the one that has continued to see us through the struggles and challenges we go through.

When I said “Me Too”, my dear friend, Kofoworola looked at me in shock, she tried to cover my mouth with her hands. “Stop, don’t say another word”, her eyes seem to plead.

Ajadi mi, our mother is well It was just fever, so do not worry. She misses you every day, Ajadi …like we all do.