Things I remember; my naive self did😊

Hi Lovey.💛 It's Nnenna and welcome back to Lovable. I wanted to first start by thanking all the amazing people that commented on my last entry. My mum, my teacher, my aunty, my God mum, my best friend and my other friends.

 Today, I am doing a very interesting topic which can be a bit embarrassing🙈 except that it is not because... Almost everybody that sees this can relate🙂. Obviously... I can't be the only one😏. And if I am, that's because I am unique👌

Okayyyy... 😋 So, maybe I will just start listing them. 

Disclaimer: I had a partner in crime... Introducing-my sissy!!

 Laugh, but not harder than you can handle😂😂😂😂.

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1. Fitting into my mum's shoes.

Recently, my mum showed me a picture of  my younger sister and I when we were small. I was in these silver heels and my sissy was in golden ones. We paraded the whole room walking like athletes with broken heels or my older brother in heels😂😂😂. I was like... OMG when I saw the picture. And... Just as predicted, she posted it 😌😌😌.

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2. Teach the atmosphere, teddy bears and at some point...🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈 gallons.

Yes!!!  I did those and they were one of my hobbies. I would lay down some papers on the floor and put a pin pointed leaf as a pencil. They were the leaves of a short palm tree that was still growing .

Most times, I will be dressed in normal clothes, my mum's shoes and some shiny lip gloss👄. I always had a cane. I know I enjoyed flogging the open air and shouting at children whom I sometimes pretended were older than me...e.g I pretend the students are 9 when in reality, I was 7 or 8 😂😂😂😂😂.

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3. Tear papers and cut materials and mess with useful books.

How on earth was I going to teach without having papers? If you ever see my mum complain about the way we(I and sissy) tore them, you would laugh for 'God knows how long' and just 5 minutes after that,(no exaggerations) we would tear some more 🙈😂😂😂. I also cut some of her wrappers and bedsheets and curtains in the laundry. Wait! Not only me though, my sissy too. She is barely a year and six months younger than me so we basically did the most silly things together. 

-Back to things: I can remember sewing a skirt from a material my mum let me use. I spent all Saturday afternoon and evening working on it. On Sunday, once we were back from church, I put it on. At the end of the day, it was stinking dirty. I put it in the washing machine and when it was washed, I began looking for the pieces of the material which had all ripped apart while washing. I could have attempted sewing them back together 👗but I could not think of where exactly the sewing kit would be. I eventually found it empty though.

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4. Acting drama

I can spend a whole day explaining this particular one. I would always do it with sissy too👭. We each had a teddy or a doll. My mum made liquid soap and we would sneak some into our room in a water bottle. When we shake it, it foams, so we added some expired coffee to make it look like soya milk. That was the baby food. We used our smaller clothes👚 for them and loved washing and drying them. We even had small kitchens on our playground and a house made of curtains, chairs plus pillows and materials. It was a hobby we knew we would always stick to but we thought the exact opposite😏😏.

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5.Sneaking

I live in a house where the passage leading to the stairs is separated from the kitchen by a door. So whenever I need to go upstairs and I am dressed in something I don't want anyone especially Mummy to see... I have to be the most quiet person I can be, which is so hard when you are wearing her heels👠👠. We also had to sneak some containers and disposable spoons so we could cook crap😰.

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6. Cooking crap.

Our playground kitchen was there for a reason. The real house kitchen was always useless except we felt quite pecky 🌮🌭🍕🍟🍔🍗. We used Mummy's spoons 🍴and some old pots. We sometimes took seasonings too. Whenever we cooked, we automatically created room for mosquitoes to lay their eggs🍳. One day, I stole some peppers 🌶from the garden my Mum and Cousin kept. I forgot to wash my hands when I was done and I rubbed my eyes spontaneously. That day, I experienced pepper hell.

 There was also another incident when I used the stalk🌵 of cocoyam leaves as veggies for my famous expired coffee ☕soup. The mosquitoes outside were a lot and soon, I had my hands🙌 rubbed everywhere around my body.  For the next 7 hours or more, my body itched😬 and I took nothing less than 13 baths🌧🌧🌧💧 and used about 25 buckets of water which helped a bit but not completely.

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And that basically wraps this entry up. 📋📍 I was a handful with my go-to girl(sissy) but I never cared. And all these experiences have taught me some of the things I know today.

To mummy: I am sure you know all these. It's okay, you've still got 3 more children who perform these things but with evolution😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂.

Thanks for reading. Leave a comment below and tell me which was the funniest (for those who care: it is anonymous). I hope you enjoyed reading them. Until my next entry...

Bye Lovey💛🙂

🌻God loves you just the way you are🌻