How on earth did you guess that I could speak Chinese? Clap for yourself.. kpa kpa kpa kpa kpa kpa!. Now, that I have given you three minutes of attention. PLEASE dont place nonsense chinese comments on my comment page again sho'bo mi? ( sho'gbo is Chinese for you hear?!). Dont make me send you some thunder faya prayer point o!. I don talk my own.
Isnt it annoying how people, very random people can make comments on your blog posts that have totally nothing in common with the blog you took three hours of painstaking effort ( ok, more like 10 minutes) to write? I mean, I wrote a blog on weddings, ( check previous 2 posts) and here comes some Anonymous person offering me a chance to get rich quick on some foolish scheme. Hiss. Big Hiss.
Anyway, so I went to the library the other day. How many people in the house do Libraries?!! lemme hear a 'yeeeeeeeee'.. lol.. I am so big on Libraries, infact, so big that I met Chinese eyes in the Library, and fast forward...what? 7 years.. WHAT?!! ITS BEEN 7 years?! Oh my!!. Chinese eyes and I have come a long way since he batted those luscious lashes at me. ( I know, it should be the other way round, but my hubby got there first).
Anyway, so I am in the library, and there comes this woman and two of her kids. I am sat at a table in the kiddies section... ( yeah, they tend to bounce you from adult section once you've popped one)... and Minbim is crawling beside me. As an aspiring writer, I tend to study people a great deal, and I couldnt help but notice how this woman and her kids were relating to each other. The momma would speak to her kids in some foreign language, sounds a lot like Indian, ( plus there was some shaking of head from side to side); and her kids would respond. What amazed me the most was that, these kids could speak perfect queen's English as well.
Which brings me to my Random ramble of the day: Why is it that YORUBA speaking parents loathe to speak the Language to thier kids in public?!! I am yet to see a chic-looking mum in public, turn to her kid and say ' t'in ba fun e ni backhand, waaa calm down.' ( If I give u a back hand slap....)
Igbo and Hausa speaking peeps always teach thier kids the language, or so I have come to believe, but us Yoruba's? noooo!!! ( click finger over head!), we no fit. Its a disgrashe for our kids to be seen as razz in public?!
If you are in that school of thought, allow me to pull my cheeks and stick my tongue out at you and say: oooobiiiiiiiii!! shame on youuu!!
Why can't you teach your child her mother tongue? I heard from my mum that I didnt speak a word of English until I turned tigi ( three) years old. Yup, and see how I turned out!? Even though Chinese eyes really beleives that I have small deficiency in english, due to my childhood. wareefa.
Please o, as from today, any child I see in public, as long as they are black and look Yoruba, I will hold out my hands to them and say :
A for Aja;
bee for Bimbo ;
dee for Dolapo.
Okan Eeji Eeta.
Ki la ma je? Rice!
And while we are talking Libraries; some Albanian woman, came to sit opposite me the other day. Minibim was gurgling away on my lap, and this lady, who probably can only say two words in English, stares at Minibim for a loong long time. I am there, wondering: hope nothing o, why you dey look my pickin like say you wan chop am?
Next thing I know, this woman bursts into a big smile, points and minibim and declares, rather loudy:
"babee Monkaay.. cheekee monkaaay!"
E'wooo!? na who bi Monkey? You don kolo finish. I quickly rejected the insult in Jesus name and Packed my child and I out of there.
Looking back now, I realise that she didnt mean any harm, she was just trying to say that minibim was cute. Next time, try using words like: cutie pie. Not Monkey. We are black people that take offence at such stuff.
Final rambling: I am itching to begin another book series on my blog. Lovers of Sade, Eniola, Wale and Bode..are u still in the House?
have a great week,
Bimbylads, Iya Minibim, Iyawo Chinese eyes.