Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Exhale…#SoCS

I am literally pausing and going on the slow this weekend to smell the roses, coffee, freshly mown grass and all the wonderful blends out there.

I have been running on full steam all week, pausing to catch fleeting whiffs of a smell now and again, but the ache in a shoulder tells me that it’s time to apply the brakes, to exhale and pamper myself with a weekend rest so that I don’t grow weary and feel faint, lest I find myself in need of smelling salts.

Keeping it brief, enjoy your weekend. Do find time to put up your feet and inhale the wonderful smell of life deeply.

Jacqueline

Smell – SoCS

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Miracle…Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge

Miracles, Photographs, Quotes, Poetry

She called herself a realist,
believing in only what she could explain,
until a miracle saved her.

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Nothing can save you now,
not even a miracle;
and then the unexpected happened.

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Jacqueline

Miracles do happen. Every day.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Speaking with Proficiency

I love learning new languages and believe that I have an ear for it. I find it amusing that Linda gave us language as our prompt for SoCS because I was just finished looking at my test result.

I took my French Language evaluation test in March and the result just came back from Paris yesterday. My result makes me feel like a Top dog. For a language that I haven’t used consistently for years, close to 10 years now – after spending five years of my life, learning, eating and breathing the French language, my result is absolutely great.

Phew! What a relief! I must tell you that I was a bit concerned before the exam, during and after.

I just couldn’t afford to fail – ha, ha! I’m not sure how I would have explained to my children that I failed a French language proficiency exam when they always look at me as a guru. Thank God for small mercies.

As for other languages, I speak Igbo, which is my mother tongue, a smattering of Yoruba, Hausa, and Spanish. Now I am experimenting with Arabic. Who knows, maybe by the time I leave The Middle-East my command of Arabic language would beย un peu passable.

Bon weekend ร  tous ๐Ÿ™‚

Jacqueline

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Plain and Puzzling…

When I saw Ronovan’sย prompt for this week’s haiku ‘plain & fast’ I didn’t know where to go with it so I left it and went to brew myself a cup of something to drink.

I don’t know if it’s the cheap cup of homemade Cappucinoย that I am sipping, but as I stood by the kitchen counter pondering over something that’s being going on in my life in recent days, a thought just whispered into my ear ‘life is plain and simple, but we choose to complicate it and lose finding the beauty in every situation when we are in such a hurry to get past an uncomfortable experience.’ That was my answer right there ๐Ÿ™‚

So, thanks to the little God of Thoughts and my cup of Cappucino.

Quote, Puzzle, Beautiful Life, Every Day

In plain thoughts, life is a puzzle,
with no hard and fast rules.
Enjoy it as you fit the pieces.

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Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Roller-coaster and intermissions – #SoCS

Parenting is by far the hardest job that I have ever done in my life. It’s interesting, challenging, full of ups and downs and sadly there’s no one size fit all manual that intercedes to help you wade through this amazing experience.
Sure there are helpful materials out there that one could read for sensible tips and advice, however, the truth is that no two children are the same and their interbehavioural attitudes differ and keep changing as they grow more independent.

This interdependent relationship that involves every human emotion and part of me that I can think of, is one relationship that I can’t even imagine what my life would be without it because our lives are completely intertwined. Sometimes as a parent I am completely overcome with fierce love and pride for my family and at other times I am as mad as ever but learning to handle these things has thought me more than any book will ever teach me. I had no idea before walking into wife-dom and motherhood that I had such deep well of internal patience.

Now, as I write this, in between thinking interesting thoughts of what I want to write, thoughts of what’s for lunch, dinner, tomorrow, a reminder to add toilet duck to the shopping list and to call the school to find out why I have to pay extra for inter-house sports rudely interrupt my train of thinking. My days are continuous roller-coasters with intermissions here and there, but that’s just life.

Jacqueline

#SoCS – Inter

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Leap in haste – Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge

When I saw ‘leap & throb’ as the prompt for Ronovan’sย weekly haiku challenge, my mind went to the age-old caution of look before you leap.

Sometimes, I guess we just have to take chances in life especially when it comes to love.

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Telling you to look before you leap,
is only a sensible advice,
to prevent breaking parts that will throb.

She leaped into love in such haste,
that she regretted such mistake,
her broken heart throbbed from painful deceit.

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Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

The Whole Nine Yards – Stream of Consciousness Saturday

My dad used to say ‘be careful in giving someone a yard, the next thing you know they would want a mile,’ and my mother would say ‘be that yardstick of the best quality and do it better than your best,’ which not surprisingly always seemed to follow house chores that didn’t meet her yardstick of measuring cleanliness.

I never quite knew what that yardstick of hers was except she liked us polishing the floor till it was shiny enough to eat food off it and somehow we always managed to spill our food, then we picked it up, dusted if off and ate it. It’s amazing how strong we were back then and we had no worries about microbes. Now, even with all the advancement in technology and medical sciences, the names of diseases keep growing in numbers.

I like the saying ‘going the whole nine yards,’ though I have always wondered why nine yards and not ten, eleven, twelve or seven yards even. I am the going the whole nine yards kinda girl. I would give it my all till I’ve got nothing more to give – I guess when a person has taken all the nine yards that I can afford to give them I stop cutting them any more slack and fabric lest I find myself naked and in need of yards myself and that’s when I remember my dad’s words about those who would want a mile.

So, are you the whole nine yards type of person or do you hold back some of the yardages as backup ๐Ÿ˜‰

Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Yard – SoCS

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Love of My Life…

Loving Couple, Together, Haiku

You are the love of my life.

I knew I loved you,

the first time my eyes beheld yours.

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Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Behold & Eyes – Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Spell it Out! #SoCS

The ‘spell’ prompt that Linda gave us makes me think of a two-pronged approach. I automatically thought of my spelling which seems to get dodgier by the day and the need for people to communicate properly.

I am not a mind-reader,
I can’t tell what you think,
so, why don’t you spell it out?

Say what you mean,
mean what you say,
just simply spell it out.

I don’t like guessing games
I prefer to communicate in clear terms,
for heaven’s sake, please spell it out.

Spelling errors! Quel horreur! I used to be a buzzing bee in spelling and read dictionaries as one would read a book. These days – I don’t know if it’s accountable to ageing, to being too busy, or the fault of the auto-correct that simply jumps to offer a helping hand and provides us with the correct options – my spellings are no longer of the Spelling Bee Champion category.

I have found lots of misplaced e’s and undotted double i’s with crooked t’s and what have you turning up at odd places and some days when I re-read an old article and find myself totally embarrassed to find silly little spelling mistakes here.

Somewhere in my mind lies the correct spelling but my fingers jump ahead of themselves to type something else. Maybe, it’s time again to start taking the dictionary to bed and yes, I shall blame all the spelling faults on auto correct. I think it has cast a spell on people and we now depend far too much on it.

Like most things in our digital lives these days, everything is going autopilot, everything has an app, and the spelling of the younger generation sucks. They don’t even bother to spell fully anymore. Full sentences are broken down into abbreviated jargon and trying to read it simply gives me a headache that most times, I spell out what is written to make any sense of it.

ยฉ Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Life’s Blessings…Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge

When I saw this week’s prompt ‘beautiful & curse,’ by Ronovan, I smiled. Easier than the past two weeks. What I wanted to write sprouted so fast in my mind.

LIfe Quotes, Haiku, Life is Beautiful

Life is so beautiful and a blessing,
that to ignore those blessings,
is walking blindly and inevitably a curse.

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Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha