Today, as I was sitting up in bed, I looked out of my window and I smiled, if you ask me why I smiled, I don’t know, perhaps my smiling was for gratitude of seeing another day. … I love my Window; it is a window of lovelies, for the beautiful… Out of my Window, the sky is so vivid, sometimes I feel the Sky is so close, that I can almost touch it, but that is just an illusion. Anyhow, as I was sitting up with a smirk on my face, I looked around my bedroom, and noticed my long dangling earrings I had been wearing the previous night. Oh gosh, I must have been so tired not to have place them were they rightly belong. I shrugged my shoulder and thought nonchalantly, they are only earrings, as I was feeling reluctant to pick them up from the floor, after, eyeing the earrings on the floor for which seemed endless, I got up, and picked the earrings, back into my Jewellery case, for safe keeping… I walked out, and went straight to the bathroom, to do a you know… After brushing my teeth, and looking at the few facial hairs on my face, I moaned and pledged to pamper my face, soonest.
A few minutes later, I went out into my garden to talk to my plants. (Yep I do talk to my plants as they believe everything that has live also can hear). I whispered to my Potato Plants and Roses in my Garden, whether they hear or not, I really do not know, but it still feels good talking to my plants.
Moments later, I composed a song in my head, called, “I love my house, I love my house, oh dear, when I wake up from my bed, what I feel, what do I feel, oh oh oh”, I hummed this song for a few minutes, and felt happy about it… I went into the Kitchen and murmured to self, “I actually do like my house, or should I say, I love my house…” My house is my sanctuary, and I can tell you, I have lived in a few grand and not so grand houses, however, I believe wherever you lay your head is home…
Our house, is our heaven, you might not think so, but think about it for a few minutes and you will find that, to live and be a person in this world, you need a roof over your head, for all kinds of different living, mostly for privacy and a place to belong… So, I am always happy to share my house with those I love, even the unexpected visitors…
When you are in your house, you are in your own solitude; you are in your place of haven… This brings curiosity to mind, what of when the world was created, did they have houses in those days? As history has shown, our forefathers lived in Caves, Huts, and still live in Huts in some of part of Africa and Asia… For my readers who do not know what a Hut is… Huts are built of natural materials such as ice, leather, fur, straw, palm leaves, branches and/or mud and exist in practically all nomadic cultures. Some huts are easily transportable.
As a teenager, and leaving away from home, there was always the threat of not owning one’s home which is because as a teenager, uncontrollable behaviours always seems to take the front seat… As kid leaving away from home, we enjoyed the freedom of moving from one place to another, like modern gypsies…
There are so many things that makes me love my house, I could start from my Kitchen, I have a large Kitchen with a Victorian window, they are large and right in your face… My Kitchen can hold a party of say, 12 people, though I do not have a big dining table, but you will find that it is comfortable enough to sit on the floor… A pretty kitchen when loved up…
And then you have the living room, which I am not too keen on, it is small typical of your modern day British new age homes, however, it does have it’s advantages, which is a nice garden at the back and there is a door in the living that opens up the garden… Even though, I was taught agriculture at school, I am still not a good Gardener. A few months ago, my garden was so bushy, that I attempted to cut it, though I didn’t have a Lawn Mower or even a Scissor garden, it didn’t stop me, because I got one from my neighbour, which was a disaster because it caught fire, the reason it caught fire was because the grass was wet and I didn’t realised one could not cut with an electrical appliance when the grass is wet… That was a bad enough experience for me, not to go into my garden again… So my garden grew and grew but recently I noticed plants and the weeds have mostly withered away, as if a Gardener has been in there… Which is great, I thank who tendered to my beautiful compact garden…
When I am in my house, it is heaven… Everything I need is in my house, not that my house is luxurious or anything remotely closed to luxury, however, it has warmth, love, great energy… And the view in my bedroom is amazing, when I wake up in the mornings, the first thing that I look at is my Window, after looking at my window, I would get up, open the window, it doesn’t matter how cold it is, my window must be opened for fresh air, then I would make my way to my bathroom, for the usual… Then I would venture into my room again, sit on my bed, listen to the Radio for some few minutes, have a shower, and then go about my dailies… I do love my house,
This summer has been such a great summer; we had Barbecues for friends and all… It was great fun. My first attempt at lightning a Barbecue fire almost burnt down the Garden table and chairs; however that did not deter me. I simply told myself, I would do it better next time. I suppose it was the anxiety of it all… As one normally does every summer, I redecorated my house with some few coats of paintings, which made it look grand.
I also love having my friends round, and do my own version of COME DINE WITH ME, which is an absolute fun, I simply love cooking different dishes, and the compliments that comes with the food, is another feel good factor. It is really great to have a home to call yours… It is your private space, where you can have your private moments.
It is also more joyous when you have children around the house, the noise they make, which can be annoying sometimes, but also great, to know that you have divine beings such as children at home…
Poverty can be described as a situation where a person or the people lack access to the basic necessities of life. People are said to be poor when their per capita income is below what is considered to be the poverty level, when hunger, diseases and short life expectancy are common features in the land. Poverty has been the lot of most Nigerian homes over the years. It has eaten deep into the fabrics of our nation that any government that comes into power formulates policies aimed at arresting the hydra headed monster called poverty.
Similarly, thirty-seven (37) core poverty alleviation institutions, agencies and programmes were identified. The poverty reduction-related activities of the relevant institutions under NAPEP have been classified into four, namely:
