tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39537175874809125662024-03-05T07:14:20.609-08:00Hungry Aba Gal - Yagazie EmeziFor the homesick and lost.JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-85727315800742682652013-02-13T08:04:00.000-08:002013-02-13T08:04:05.495-08:00Let's Be RealI'm struggling to keep up with this blog, especially when I'm on my other one everyday.<br />
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I most more often and I actually take my TIME with it! I wish I could have stuck this one out, but it's pointless to be writing about the same thing on both blogs. I'll post on here each time I have a good post on the other one!JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-63218262968496693572012-12-15T18:42:00.000-08:002012-12-15T19:30:33.855-08:00Count to Three Why, hello again.<br />
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Last week, my friend <a href="http://asiyamigold.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Asiyami</a> (amazing woman, check out her blog) invited me to Mexico with her. Should I go!?! Yes? No? I don't know! Ahhh!! Let's see, I had been working 60 plus hours a week since I got to NY, I just got fired (oh yeah, that . . .) after weeks of getting bullied by co-workers, a chunk of my tooth had decided to unceremoniously chip off, I was still sleeping on a folded up blanket on the floor for a bed . . . I figured, why not? Life is too short. I'm constantly stressed out, always angry, my feet hurt, oh and Playa Del Carmen looks like this:</div>
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So I looked at my bank account, promptly ignored what I saw and made plans for Mexico. I personally believe that the best way to live life is to travel. That the point of living is to see and experience how everyone else in the world lives. Can we all do that? Of course not, don't be silly. Ain't nobody got that kind of money or time to travel the world. But when an opportunity knocks on your door, grab it and run before someone gets a hold of it. As a child, I was extremely fortunate to have visited a handful of different countries and as an adult, I am blessed to have amazing friends and family who are willing enough to carry my broke ass along for the ride.</div>
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We arrive in Cancun and have a bus take us to our hostel which is about 5 blocks away from the tourist attractions. My first time in Mexico was in 2010 for academic purposes and while it had been nice to go to the more rural areas and gain a massive amount of knowledge, it was refreshing to come back and visit an actual tourist destination that's set apart from the 'real world' and made to look pretty. I hear so many people who say they want the 'authentic' experience when they visit a new place, they want to <i>mingle with the locals</i>; nope. Not I. Sometimes, I WANT to walk around in another country and take pictures of ridiculously mundane things and have that be okay. </div>
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The beach was our first hit. I have never seen the ocean so blue. We walked down the street filled with stalls and hawkers constantly yelling out to us. An interesting observation: They were all mesmerized by my friend Asiyami (who wouldn't be!?!) because well, she's gorgeous and secondly, by her hair.</div>
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My braids (everyone thought they were locks) did get a lot of questions, but aside from its length, my hairstyle was no real surprise. But people were baffled and mesmerized by Asiyami's hair (they thought it was real, too!). A man explained to me that it was so rare to see a black woman with hair like that and who was beautiful as well. Hmm. I resisted the urge to enter a one woman lecture about the exotification of mixed hair and the standard of beauty for black women when it comes to complexion and hair texture. That aside, we had several moments of confusion and giggles when people asked to take pictures with us . . . I just can't help but wonder if we would have gotten the same type of attraction had we been bald . . .</div>
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The rest of our trip consisted of walking, talking and window-shopping. When any of you do visit another country/state/city, don't stress about buying cute little knick-knacks here and there! Yes, I wish I have bought a lot of things, but just being <i>there </i>was good enough for me. The reluctant lapping of waves on the white sands, the hollering of store owners, the smells of food escaping from nearby restaurants, the squawking of desperate seagulls, each building a brillant color, every corner revealing a hidden relic or two to take home; I took it all in.</div>
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<i>Was in the middle of shooting Asi for her blog content and got distracted by Jorge and his daughter, Janet. I'm pretty sure he was making sure I didn't run off with his bicycle! Running into them gave me a valuable lesson/idea. I need a polaroid camera. I took a picture of Jorge and Janet and was really surprised by Jorge's excitement over the picture. I would have loved a polaroid camera so that I could have given them a picture right there and then. I am forever lenient with children touching my hair. Adults are a big no and so I had to dodge many people in the tourist center -__-</i></div>
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JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-71965198076110284062012-03-16T06:59:00.002-07:002012-03-16T07:45:07.209-07:00The Juiciness of Arise Magazine Fashion Week 2012I made it to Lagos! And jumped right into the backstage of it all. I mingled with models, stylists and designers. I paid attention to not only the fashion, but the people as well. The models were all extremely focused and talked only amongst themselves. The stylists were all friendly and down to earth. The fashion designers were usually all smiles and eager to extend their hands and kisses to everyone. A few Nigerian bloggers surprised me with their pompous attitudes and arrogant airs. And a few more were just as excited to see me as I was towards them. The attendees all came in their best attires. Colors, colors everywhere. It was a feast for the eyes, especially coming from Aba and New Mexico!<br />
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All in all, I was extremely fortunate to experience the show the way I did. With an all access backstage pass, I could move back and forth anyway I pleased. Then there was the hardcore party scene with a few of the designers and endless debates which has left me with a memorable experience. It was still a tiring week to be running back and forth in heels trying to get the right photos. Despite the excitement of this week, I am looking forward to blogging more about my stay in Nigeria, not just the fashion week. I leave all the AWFW details to the fashion enthusiasts. So here are just a few of the shots I took, there are just too many to upload all.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">It has been so long since I’ve been back home. And now it’s actually going to happen. And now I’m scared. I can’t really explain it. All these years of pining and crying for home and now I am meeting it with some sort of hesitancy. It’s not that I don’t want to go home; I do with all my heart. But I’m scared that somehow, it won’t happen. As if it’s too good to be true and that something bad is lurking around the corner. I feel a little bit panicky and I hope that doesn’t grow the closer the time draws to go home.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">I don’t know if anyone can understand. The first two years or so in the States, I didn’t miss home that much. I was distracted by being in a whole new country, trying not to feel like an outcast, I loved the comforts of constant electricity, running water, and how everything appeared to be so clean. I was trying to blend in. But I was 16. When I found myself as the adult I now am, I found home again, as corny as that sounds. Homesickness would wash over me in waves and thoughts of being back in <city w:st="on"><place w:st="on">Aba</place></city> became more constant. Before I could go weeks without thinking of home, but those weeks became days. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Some people exaggerate about such things, but for me within at least the last two years, I have thought of <country-region w:st="on"><place w:st="on">Nigeria</place></country-region> every single day. And I don’t mean I think of the country, politics, people and whatnot lol. I mean I think of MY Nigeria. The way I saw it growing up. I suppose my current fear stems from the fact of how physically disconnected I am from home. I suppose I’m scared to witness the change in person. I’m scared to see the house I grew up in. The house that when the electricity went out, I could walk around in the darkness to find a candle without bumping into anything. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The house I know will appear smaller once I step foot in it. I’m scared to see my father and realize that I grew taller. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My father who is closer to 70, but I spent a majority of my life picturing him as a man in his 50’s in that innocent manner children use when assuming their parents’ ages.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">I’ve got it. You know what it feels like? This shit feels like my damn dreams all over again and all in one. THAT’S the feeling I’ve been trying to understand. Just like in my dreams, it is the feeling of excitement, panic, frustration and hopelessness but at the same time hope. It is the feeling of, “Oh, I’ve been here before and I know how it ends. It ends like all the other dreams before. I never get home.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Maybe in real life, when I get home . . . maybe I will ask my father to drive me down the street leading to my home. Down that damn street that I spent countless dreams running on with a heart that was beating fast with two tunes of exhaustion and anticipation. Perhaps I will even get to walk down the last part of the street . . . I probably won’t knowing myself lol. I would be too scared that something could happen just like in my dreams. I know that fear will go away once I’m in my house and then I can take that walk. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div>JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-46275424012618283082011-07-28T08:57:00.000-07:002011-07-28T12:21:04.260-07:00Kechi Okwuchi I remember the Sosoliso plane crash. I had only been in the United States for a few months and I remember my extreme homesickness adding to my devastation of the plane crash that took 109 lives from us. 60 of them had been students from Loyola Jesuit College in Abuja and out of the 60, <b>Kechi Okwuchi </b>was the only survivor. With burns expanding to over 60% of her body and over 75 surgeries later, Kechi's story is one of perseverance and determination. I was lucky enough to carry out a phone interview with her. I remember Kechi's voice for the first time. It was strong, deep and with a certain sweetness to it.<br />
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<b>Y</b>: Tell me about the actual crash, if you may.<br />
<b>Kechi</b>: The pilot announced that we were going to land in the airport in about 20 minutes and the plane started descending. I was in an aisle seat which is really unusual for me because I like the window so I couldn't really see what was going on outside. Suddenly everything seemed different. We were going down way too fast. Someone in the back was shouting. It was a woman's voice, "Is this plane trying to land?" When she said that, everyone started panicking. I looked to the side to my friend and she was looking really scared and I was probably looking just as scared. So we held hands and tried to pray, but before we could even start to say, "In Jesus' name", there was this really loud, searing sound right in my ear and the next thing I knew, I woke up in the hospital.<br />
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<b>Y</b>: Understand that you don't have to answer any of my questions, but how did you deal with the loss of your friends and the other people you knew on the plane?<br />
<b>Kechi</b>: Well at that point when I woke up in the hospital, I automatically assumed that since I was alive, everyone else was alive too. I was told by the psychiatrist in the hospital 4 months later that I was the only survivor of all the students and only one of two survivors of the entire flight. I cried a whole lot. I was devastated. The first person I could think of was my friend Toke Bagru, the girl that was sitting beside me because she was my closest friend. She was the first person I thought of because she had been the last face I had seen before the crash. My mother was there with me the whole time, she's my rock. She let me cry everything out. I still cry, but I don't like the idea of being constantly sad about it. If I stay sad and constantly depressed, it's an insult to their memory. I want to live my life to the fullest, not just for myself, but for them too.<br />
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<b>Y</b>: How do you handle your scars? Mainly, how do you handle the way strangers look at you?<br />
<b>Kechi</b>: It's a bit uncomfortable, I won't deny that. I try to make it not define me. Maybe it is America because people here are a little bit more reserved than in Nigeria where you know, strangers will walk up to you and go, "Ehh yaa, chai, what happened?" And in a way, that is actually a better reaction than the strangers here who stare in a really conscious way. I really don't have a problem with them looking because if it were me, I'd stare too. I try to put myself in their shoes and I don't really get annoyed as the world would think I would. It is a really gradual process.<br />
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<b>Y</b>: Well, let's move to a different aspect. Tell us more about your personality, what you do for fun, your friends, how sense of style. Really, anything.<br />
<b>Kechi</b>: Well, pre and post the accident, I've always had this sense of confidence which I won't deny has helped me now. My friends describe me as a really cheerful and optimistic person and I see that. I like to smile and laugh a lot, I love joking around. I love video games and board games and I love spending time with my family. I love going to amusement parks, I love the fast rides. Fashion....well I like looking good. I really love looking good. I'm very fashion conscious, I go for comfort. My normal outfit during the day would be jeans and a t-shirt. I love different colored hats, I think because I lost the hair on my head, I just got into this hat crazy where my mother would get all kinds of hats for me. But recently I've been able to start wearing wigs. I love, love, love singing. It is my second favorite thing to do.<br />
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</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><span class="style10" style="font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">"S</span>hell Petroleum Development Company Nigeria, and the Shriners Kids Hospital USA have been pivotal to Kechi's surgeries, funding the countless surgeries that Kechi has undergone in the last five years. Shell covered her extensive treatment in South Africa, from 2005 till 2007. Upon Kechi's move to Texas in 2007, she received free treatment at Shriners Hospital, Galveston Texas, as she was under the age of 21, and a minor in the United States. However, Kechi turned 21 in October, making her a legal adult in America and unable to receive any more free treatment. Unfortunately, though Kechi's surgeries are far from over, she will have to fund them privately."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br />
</span></div><div>To see how you can help, please go to <a href="http://www.kechiokwuchifundraiser.com/">http://www.kechiokwuchifundraiser.com/</a> for more on her story and share it with people you know. It will go far people!</div><div><br />
</div><div> Her words and spirit touched me and I hope it does the same for you all. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6MRRNEM9h64&feature=mh_lolz&list=FLJzeQUpzdQgM">RIGHT HERE</a> is a video her cousin made for her and it certainly brought tears to my eyes the way he captured her beauty, eternally.</div>JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-31990977097415307682011-07-20T10:27:00.000-07:002011-07-28T12:25:45.165-07:00Clean Faces Project<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Growing up Nigerian, I never paid much attention to what I see as beautiful in our black women today. Perhaps I was just too busy living in the bright innocence of my childhood to pass judgement down on an individual's outer, material appearance. I have always looked towards the width and warmth of a smile, how the eyes narrow with the expansion of the lips, and how the body moves together with a laugh. Of course as a child, I wasn't completely blind and naive to the standards of beauty that were set up for women. I would notice the light, blotchy effects of bleaching cream on certain women that let their faces stand out from the rest of their dark bodies, the black dots on their cheeks created by eyeliners to emphasize the depth of their dimples, and an occasional chipped tooth or two caused by an attempt to artificially create a gap between their front teeth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I never paid much attention to the different shades of skin that I saw back at home. I saw it all, although I have very patiently tried to explain to a few people here in the States on several occasions that not all Africans have the same skin tone. As I delved deeper into my studies at the Africana Studies Department of my University, I was taken back to the era of slavery and I have come to realize that the residue of the 'house' and 'field slave' mentality still lingers amongst us. Now of course bear in mind that the African and the African-American experience differs in several aspects, but there is still a fine thread that connects us all. An active member of the black community here, I have been a part of several discussions pertaining to black beauty. We've touched on it all. Weaves, clothes, make-up, how 'mixed' a woman is and so on. Women insist that they can't have natural hair because they don't have that 'good hair'. That they don't have 'Indian' in their family. That they need make-up to cover their blemishes. That weaves are essential. It really isn't anything that we haven't heard before.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Then we turn to the media. Where black women fit into certain roles. We have our Jezebels and video vixens. Women who become highly sexualized beings in movies and music videos, most bearing a certain lighter skin tone. We have our Mammies, the often overweight, good-natured black women that lack any desirable female qualities. Then we have our sassy, usually dark-skinned, finger snapping, head-rolling, ball-crushing woman. The list really does go on, but I'm sure that you can recognize the mentioned three in media and perhaps in real life as well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> So I did the Clean Faces Project. I walked around campus and invited as many black women as I could find to be a part of it. I asked them to come make-up free, free of any artificial layering that would be distracting from their natural beauty. I told them that they could wear their hair in whatever state that they preferred, mainly because I believe a black woman's hair tells a lot on the woman's personality. I ask you all to look closely at each woman in these photographs. We all have our unique looks, a trait or feature that makes us stand out so let us step away from what the media tells us, what men want from us, even what our parents expect of us and see the plain, simple beauty that can be seen in our everyday, not-so-regular black women. </div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> Photography: Cameron Davis (http://camerondavisfotos.tumblr.com/)JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-68492228577258601112011-05-20T13:46:00.000-07:002011-07-25T16:44:52.381-07:00That Thing Called Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTT7kMBoJVrjEbAu8AMU2qBTffACqiP57jicwpl7HctTLmCbeCa7w1KFRLVo_E3PA6qHWwEOSCmQ1HC7olvd8__7WvDkD7yC7aDx1yPe_8DtBtqZUKYE89qU6MFN2wqdbTMcDw3dQkXbs/s1600/photo.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTT7kMBoJVrjEbAu8AMU2qBTffACqiP57jicwpl7HctTLmCbeCa7w1KFRLVo_E3PA6qHWwEOSCmQ1HC7olvd8__7WvDkD7yC7aDx1yPe_8DtBtqZUKYE89qU6MFN2wqdbTMcDw3dQkXbs/s400/photo.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The first picture we took together</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div> So some months ago, I got out of my first relationship of two and a half years. No, it was not an ugly break up though our relationship did have some intensely ugly moments. We cried and kissed each other good bye. He simply moved to pursue his dreams and I simply stayed to complete my education and graduate from college. I fell of the last person I ever expected to fall for. But we understood each other. We had our own smiles and quotes. We acted like children that had their own secret friendship that no one else could be a part of. And we loved each other protectively and fiercely. The sacrifices we gave for one another can not be counted. But unfortunately, he had to move. I am not going to talk about our negatives, just know that they existed.<br />
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I gave him everything good I had in me and left myself with nothing. He threw his carefully guarded emotions at my feet and sacrificed so much for the both of us. We exhausted ourselves in our love. We became adults together but we needed to know what it is like to be adults apart. We are both experiencing this new found freedom so foreign independently. Of course we miss each other. We don't say it because we do not need to. I never thought I would find a relationship like this. Yes, I was one of those girls who would spend long, lonely nights not wanting to be alone. Wanting to be held, yearning for those tender kisses and comforting arms. I got it all. I remember the first time I saw him. He had just got done lifting weights outside his house and damn, he looked good. I paid him no mind though. Weeks later, I ran into him. Or rather, he stopped me in the mall. And he said my name. Sweet baby Jesus! Not only did this man remember my name, but he said it right! And so it began. I swear I did not like this man at first. He was interesting but his ideals on women disgusted me (that changed lol). But there was <em>something </em>about him. Despite his rough edges, he was a gentleman and his laugh....... I would be over at his house at 10pm, we would talk until 7am and I would doze off. I would wake up later to find him curled at the foot of his bed, keeping his distance while I sprawled my entire body all around. <br />
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</div> He fell for me when I would wear sweatpants, t-shirts and flip-flops (<em>slippas</em>) everywhere. He fell for me before I knew how to dress to impress, how to even wear heels and not stumble. And I was with him hopping fences and running to catch buses, walking miles in the cold (seriously, we walked in winter) and in the sun. He stayed with me when I discovered my passion in life and I stayed with him when he finally got a job, got himself into college again and became man enough to even adopt his younger brother. He was my Primal Man, and I was his Jungle Love (yup, that's how I created my other bigger blog). He was swift to judge men who looked at me, and I was the jealous banshee who made sure that no woman liked him lol. Neither of us had anything to worry about. I developed his slang which I still use on a daily basis and every now and then, he would break out in an attempted Nigerian accent. I fell in love with Jay-Z because of him and sometimes I would catch him singing some D'banj.<br />
He was my first true love, my best friend and probably the closest person I had to family. What we will become in the future, only distance and time can tell. We might drift apart and become strangers as most do but whatever the outcome, I am ready. I feel as if I have gone through the one experience I have always dreamt about. I finally know what it is like to fall in and out of love and my God, what an amazing feeling that is.<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> Death is not something that we......well, at least I was shielded from as a child. I remember passing bodies on my way to school and I would hold my breath, and press my face upon the glass. I would strain my eyes for a better glimpse of the corpse. Usually the victims were those who had not been able to get away from the angry mob fast enough. Those who had perhaps stolen a purse and had been chased down. They became victims of Jungle Justice, justice by the people. I would arrive at school and my peers would be just as excited as I.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> "Did you see the body by Brass Junction!" one would exclaim. Never a question.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> "It didn't have a head!"</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> "I think they cut it off before he died!"</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> "No! It was after!"</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> "The vultures were already eating him!"</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> Morning conversation. Forgotten by noon.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> Now that I am older, I have grown less apathetic towards the matter. As I scroll over my memories, I no longer see simple, blackened bodies. I see people. I still feel no emotion towards them. No pity, no anger, no sadness. But I now recognize them as <em>people </em>who had loved ones. And I feel pity, anger and sadness for those who could still recognize their beloved despite the stench and decay. With all honesty, these emotions are fleeting and soon to be forgotten. But by doing so nonetheless, I feel as if I have paid my respects to the dead that I so blatantly gazed upon.</div>JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-12813080758033976082011-04-30T13:38:00.000-07:002011-08-24T16:41:26.508-07:00I Used To Be Bulimic The funny thing about my bulimia was that no one noticed. I did not lose a huge amount of weight. I was skinny but skinny people do exist so I never raised any eyebrows. As an African woman, I feel that admitting to an eating disorder is big. It took me years to tell anyone because I was so ashamed of such a weakness and I did not want to confront it. I am yet to meet any African individual open enough to discuss any eating disorder they may have had.<br />
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And it all started in the States. As I have mentioned before, I went through an ugly duckling stage of life. And my older sister had her almost six-pack going on at that time so I constantly compared myself to her (little did I know she was going through stuff too). I did not do it to attract men, I did it simply because I wanted to be skinny and feel good about myself.<br />
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Anyway, I started to workout for about two hours everyday. I would eat little all day and stuff my belly at night. I would feel so defeated once that 'full' feeling came about so one day, I put my fingers down my throat. And I kept on doing it. I loved that I could eat so much and enjoy the food but throw it all up and get that empty stomach feel. I was 17 at that time I do believe and in my senior year of high school. I did not overcome this until my last semester freshman year in college.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I threw up every single day. My eyes would be bloodshot for hours. I had no problem going out to eat as long as I could rush back home and get rid of it all. How did I stop? I wish I could say that I went to therapy, that I prayed, that I had people stand by me through it all but once again, no one knew. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I was talking to one of my friends as we browsed through magazines looking at the models and she brought it up. She casually talked about the damage that it does to the body but one stuck with me for some reason; enlarged neck glands underneath the jawline. Later that night, I went to the mirror and looked at myself properly for the first time in years and all I saw were: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> And that was it. It was something simple and almost superficial that made me quit <i>that same night. </i>The small swelling under my jaw was ugly to me so I simply stopped. That was in late 2008. I never got the urge to do it again. The swelling never fully went away or maybe it's just my imagination at this point. As a woman, I still struggle with issues concerning weight. I still have a poor and possibly unhealthy eating diet. But I love myself more. I go to the gym more and when I can't, I don't beat myself up about it. I love ice cream and chocolate, I eat them when I want. I do not deny my body what I desire but everything has to be done in moderation of course. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> My thighs jiggle and my belly has a fold in it when I sit or bend over. I am fine with that. I have love-handles that occasionally sneak out over the top of my jeans but that's cool. Not all clothes look good on me or fit me right. But that's no problem, I find clothes that do. I am not alway happy with my body, but I am happier than I ever was. Understand?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-2704114901981834612011-04-26T14:35:00.001-07:002011-04-27T15:38:09.161-07:00Yet Another of My Rants<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/ARzsw0rk4Gc?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is a seriously one-sided argument on my part and I have no problem admitting it. If you are offended by this, you are overreacting. </div>JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-39632098945603897862011-04-06T16:18:00.000-07:002011-11-14T15:52:03.622-08:00My Scar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfiDo9IAIKzz6zJIF7WDp1timYVk8y9JKLF2ASqsJNEAQDh8-6SBuA0CVAa9ZWDOUQAep6vmXYR5zXomUkZpGc35jVtWOteNrz5fCPRGaU21X9BK_qGD2bauaTEO8vTM_MtICyCb4f4cg/s1600/Photo+on+2011-04-06+at+08.15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfiDo9IAIKzz6zJIF7WDp1timYVk8y9JKLF2ASqsJNEAQDh8-6SBuA0CVAa9ZWDOUQAep6vmXYR5zXomUkZpGc35jVtWOteNrz5fCPRGaU21X9BK_qGD2bauaTEO8vTM_MtICyCb4f4cg/s640/Photo+on+2011-04-06+at+08.15.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
So I have had quite a few curious minds ask about my scar so here is my story. It was in 1995 or 1996 or so. I remember the coolness of that evening. It had been a long day of not wanting to be in school and I was a struggling student in my early academic years. My older cousin was preparing to cook dinner and we were out of salt. Now bear in mind that this was many years ago for me so it may not have been salt, we may not have actually been walking to the market. My images of this event get more blurred over the years. She invited my sister to accompany her and I begged be taken along. I lied and told her my homework had been completed even though I can still clearly picture my open exercise book, red and blue lines left blank.<br />
We approached Okigwe Road and I remember insisting that I cross the street alone. I wanted to be a big girl and was tired of people holding my hand. Some say that my cousin agreed to let me cross the busy main street and others say that I shook free from her grasp and ran across. Either way, there was always some tension between us over the years. Long story short, I did not make it to the other side of the street. A car ran me over and was unable to brake, dragging me down the street much to the dismay and cries of by-standers. Now any Nigerian loves a good event so even though my accident was a bit gruesome and tragic, I am fairly sure they were delighted to be given a new story to describe for the next week or so. People were said to have dashed out to the road and manually stop the car with their hands.<br />
I do not remember any of it. And most of all, I do not remember pain. I woke up on a cold metal table and looked down at my utterly destroyed leg that had two metal braces through it. My father and mother were on my right side. My father was shaking his head and my mother was sobbing quietly. My father said that I had overheard them talking of amputating my leg but I had looked at him and said, "Daddy if you let them cut off my leg, I will kill myself." Not the typical statement a father hears from his six-year old. I still do not remember any pain.<br />
I missed a great deal of school and back in the day, I wish my parent could have afforded the plastic surgery and the physical therapy. But I am extremely grateful. I have heard from and visited several plastic surgeons around the world and they all said the same thing: Your leg is fine the way it is. Nothing more than be done. Growing up in Nigeria with a scar which took up my entire leg since I was so little was no challenge to me. I had seen all sorts of disfigurements starting at a young age and I quickly learned that although children stare, so do adults. Everyone seemed to have a scar and I would often get exclamations while walking down the street,<br />
"Ewoooo! My daughter! What happened to your leg? Chai! What a pity!"<br />
You learn not to get offended by bluntness. I know what they meant so I was not hurt. But when I moved to the States, I suddenly became conscious of the mark on my leg. So I wore pants. For the first two years, I wore nothing but pants. But I got to college and I told myself that I could not go through my years hiding. I simply stopped caring. I stopped wondering about the scar and the fact that one leg is slightly smaller than the other. People still notice it. People still stare blatantly at it as I walk around. And yes, sometimes it still hurts. I still get annoyed when people stare at it repeatedly without asking. But I realized that my scar did not stop people from being attracted to me, that if I laughed about it, they would laugh with me and tell me to count my blessings. People ask to touch it when I tell them my story and I let them.<br />
Simply put, I cannot change my scar. So I accept it. I love myself too much to be uncomfortable over something I have had for literally the majority of my life. Not accepting our scars is the same as not accepting our skin color to me. We would we deny something like that? It is embedded into your flesh. It decorates it and mine comes with color (the white in the scar). As human beings, we will always be self-conscious of ourselves be it our teeth, stretch marks, height, weight and so on. The way I see it, if there is NOTHING and I mean NOTHING, not a chance in hell that ANYTHING can be done to those insecurities, learn to love them because how you love yourself is a huge part of how others love YOU.<br />
It is a journey my darlings so I know the difficulties. Take your time but still......tick tock.....time no go wait for you.JungleLovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05114249678742020918noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3953717587480912566.post-66089759973780832212011-02-23T09:23:00.000-08:002011-02-28T10:17:13.027-08:00Okada Riding<div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Now if you grew up Naija propa, you have ridden an okada countless times. And you have liked it. I know some of you were banned from it by your parents so no be your fault. As for me, na different story.</span></span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrTK6ctSZPdWomXph6cEcfWJAQ4Wm5I6X4Z8zNM7GgKuiFBruw84FKdIS0qZxhYNwC80WXO85UMrdgVIRzLZ-z3zJRvEKH2Zx15ob39Cbr68HOJob9oFSLPkw2IKyMt7sCjjEZN0O0Iyk/s1600/305679_Okada_Rider_3_jpg5816b285b5889e3690a88fb9276577ef.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrTK6ctSZPdWomXph6cEcfWJAQ4Wm5I6X4Z8zNM7GgKuiFBruw84FKdIS0qZxhYNwC80WXO85UMrdgVIRzLZ-z3zJRvEKH2Zx15ob39Cbr68HOJob9oFSLPkw2IKyMt7sCjjEZN0O0Iyk/s400/305679_Okada_Rider_3_jpg5816b285b5889e3690a88fb9276577ef.jpeg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Here is an old one I wrote about Okada riding a while back.</span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A true Nigerian is not afraid of all those okada accident stories. Abeg, as far as I am concerned, they do not exist! If you tell your non-Nigerian friends that you used to get on a motocycle to move about, please be sure to describe what it looks like before they start thinking you were on a Harley.There is usually a cluster of them waiting at a junction, looking something...well exactly like this if in larger clusters.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTpxKxGZwir5uO0x_ROeoSA3wdLtnDaOhEDiaeJ4mKrxYSNWfipCFhgyA_kNuH1Vxp0JcZfICU92Zi3vK5n7-LdR8FlRi3mbC5-J0q9WYNH29MeOUUHvCRCsorVH5v4Ls0gGWqHrSjDc/s1600/okada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTpxKxGZwir5uO0x_ROeoSA3wdLtnDaOhEDiaeJ4mKrxYSNWfipCFhgyA_kNuH1Vxp0JcZfICU92Zi3vK5n7-LdR8FlRi3mbC5-J0q9WYNH29MeOUUHvCRCsorVH5v4Ls0gGWqHrSjDc/s400/okada.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #635537; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="color: #635537; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here is a guide on how to pick your okada driver carefully:</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1. Do not go for the ones calling you (for the girls). Don’t answer to,”Bebi!”, “Ay! Fine gal!” and the young ones who give what they are convinced is a charming smile.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2. Head for the quiet one (usually old) who is absentmindedly polishing the dullness of his machine. Be sure to ask how much first because they will cheeeeeat you! “Ha! Na 50 naira oh! I no say where you get 20 from!” And they will WAIT for you to go find the other 30. They just might walk into your house if you take too long. So haggle on a price my dear. Remember, this is Nigeria, you NEVER pay the asking price for anything!</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Okada drivers know how to get EVERYWHERE! Just give them a number. If you have the same travel routine, that absentminded okada man will recognize you and will EXPECT you to walk up to him. An okada can fit many many people so share with your friends! There is no limit!</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJrcw4Nm5QO2trrveDdV-mNL6BnUwrlVP6Z20CS2rHyuLh4TeOKZ0xdHQzulXuhe2y3D016bK_YsXBgTs2lKlJyY7jY5R1rpFzC8oMqFic3Gr9QzDFrzNUGUZIVTa3Vns4gr9CTH6rkI/s1600/46132_434677118253_124165628253_4914584_6297079_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJrcw4Nm5QO2trrveDdV-mNL6BnUwrlVP6Z20CS2rHyuLh4TeOKZ0xdHQzulXuhe2y3D016bK_YsXBgTs2lKlJyY7jY5R1rpFzC8oMqFic3Gr9QzDFrzNUGUZIVTa3Vns4gr9CTH6rkI/s400/46132_434677118253_124165628253_4914584_6297079_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #635537; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="color: #635537; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now, not all okadas will just be sitting on the road for you. To hail down one you must stick out your hand and look the man dead in the eye. If it is early in the morning, just stand there and look miserable. Maintain eye contact. The okada is fast and sometimes the driver will think that he is in an action movie with his deep corner turns that will leave you concerned for your safety. Just enjoy the wind in your face my friend! If it is raining, hide behind the driver because the raindrops will feel like constant and painful stings.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="color: #635537; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 15px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Signs of a regular okada rider? A nice circular scar on your calf. For the ladies, be careful on getting on okada in a skirt ooooh! A panty shot will be the delight and talk among the drivers for an hour or more. Wait for the driver to tilt the machine and hike up your skirt.There is a certain facial expression that goes with the hiking of a skirt but that’s a different story.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you have never been on one, remove yourself from house fast fast and find one. </span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">They will be waiting for you.</span></span></span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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