The Authorpreneur

Every disappointment is a blessing to the hustler It began with a side remark or a taunting statement. Hmmm, we go rich too o. We go get boyfriend wey get money too o. "Or we go snatch am..." They will giggle. "One day God go bless us like some people o, even if we no deserve am." My neighbors will taunt. Dragging the words like a drunk. Their words dropping flat like a child running and falling on slippery tiles. They weren't even hiding the sarcasm and envy. The devilish witches and gossips. Sometimes it was so obvious, without even looking I could feel their hot eyes and sneer on my back. Ngozi, Adesua and Tola. But what did I even do? I simply went to ShopRite and got bread and beverages. Also my boyfriend used Ocar to take me to Domino's pizza where we bought pizza, everything not even up to #5,000. Yet I live in the same self contain house with this single mothers and married women. Ngozi was the only single one, ...

There was this time like that when I was still in Junior Secondary School, I think it was in JSS2 or so, I can't be too certain but one thing I cannot and will never forget is the incident that happened to me. It was the day the thief became the owner, and the owner punished instead of the thief. It was on a very hot afternoon, our break time was 11:30am to 12pm and so once it's 11:25am, our system was already shutting down and preparing for break time, we were just waiting for the time keeper to go and do his/her job and ring the bell. Unlike the oyibos, who once the bell goes off, students stand up and leave whether the teacher likes it or not, here in Nigeria, if you dare leave while the teacher is still in the class, you are finished. So I went out with my classmates and friends to go and queue first and buy my favorite, one sausage roll #20, one buns #20 and one bottle of zobo #50, the remaining #10 was for chewing gum. My lunch money was always #100. Some ...