Conversations…with Daughter Jack

COUPLES’YELLOW DAY (CYD7)

My first question to Daughter is one that a lot of people are probably curious about; one they may not want to ask.
‘’Why would a single lady want to organize a programme for couples?’’
Her answer?

Purpose!

Daughter believes that she has been uniquely placed on Earth to do what she is doing. She has discovered her purpose, her raison d’etre, and she is filled with joy.
In 2009, she got the inspiration to put together a programme for married people to unwind in an atmosphere of love, laughter, and lights. And she decided to tag it, ‘’Couples Yellow Day.’’

It was a success, but it was also a stretch on her time and finances, and for the next two years, nothing happened. But the dream would not go away.
In 2012, she dusted her files and picked up where she left off. CYD2 held, and since then she has not looked back. Every year she brings together couples, who have been married for a significant length of time and they are pampered with dinner, dance and drama. It’s a date night of sorts, with games, music and inspiring conversations, as the couples share experiences and network in a relaxed atmosphere.

Daughter puts it all together and sits back to watch the couples have fun like an indulgent parent. At the end of it all, she is happy to see couples refreshed for an evening and impacted positively for a lifetime.
The Couples Yellow Day event has become a permanent fixture in the calendar of many married in the Federal Capital Territory; an event that is slowly evolving into a platform for healing homes.

The 7th edition of the CYD holds on the second of December, and Daughter is pulling out all the stops to make it as memorable as possible.
CYD this year will also be different in other ways, for the first time, CYD has a Facebook page. The CYD website is also under construction. Couples can also expect more fun things to do at this year’s event.

Daughter Jack is a veteran stage actress, Radio Presenter/Producer, and a Voice Artiste. She has worked in various media establishments and acted in various stage productions. She has also produced various documentaries. Her hands are full in every sense of the word.

And are there wedding bells soon on the horizon? That is a question that is of little concern to Daughter at the moment. For now, she is content with ensuring that couples have a swell time at the CYD.

Daughter Jack is one lady that has found her purpose in life; have you found yours?

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Passion & Professionalism

I took this grainy picture on my way to work this morning. It is the picture of a traffic warden, popularly known as “Yellow Fever” because of the colour of the uniforms they wear.

These people are employed to control traffic within the city. And they are a fixture in any Nigerian city.

I don’t know whether or not we should continue to have them on our streets; that is not the focus of this discussion.

My discussion is on how they go about their jobs.

I personally think that this must be one of the most menial jobs on earth and when you see some of them at work, you just know it. The entire body language screams, “I hate my job!”

And who can blame them?

But there’s another set of “yellow fever Policemen.” These are the ones that intrigue, inspire and motivate. They don’t just control traffic; they entertain. They dance, spin, roll and slide. They are such a delight on the roads that many of them have received tips and applause from motorists and bystanders. A few of them have even received National awards in the past.

Yet it’s the same job, same pay.

The difference is attitude. One set approach the job with contempt for self and opportunity; the other set approaches with gratitude for the chance to work and earn a living. And when you can approach your work with a great attitude, you find creative ways to make it fun.

Attitude.

That’s the magic. It may not be the best job in the world but you can be the best at it. The battle over self is a bigger one than any other; win that and you can win any other.

So which kind of yellow fever are you?

Maintain Your Lane

A few days ago a driver scratched my car; very badly, but his car was older and more fragile so it was more damaged.

In anger he drove ahead of me and blocked my car, alighted angrily and came to pour a lot of saliva on me. I tried to let him know he was at fault; I had maintained the same lane for several kilometres and he, on the other hand, was one of those lane switchers. My explanation was lost on him and after a few minutes I gave up.

He ranted for a while more before getting back into his car. I sighed in frustration.

One of the many things wrong with our society is lane switching. We are driving down the highway and rather than maintain our lane for as long as possible, we switch and swerve all over the place. And that leads to traffic jams and scratched vehicles and frayed nerves…sometimes even fisticuffs!

So why don’t we just maintain a lane on the highway like people do in other climes?

A man starts out selling rice and sees his neighbour producing liquid soap; he abandons the rice and switches lane to produce soap. A few months later he is selling firewood at the street corner. Before you know it he has printed business cards and he tells you he is now a general contractor! No training in anything, no apprenticeship, therefore no expertise!

Lane switchers. The bane of our society.

My friend, and soul sister Swat Kasham, of Swatiris studios posted a video on her Facebook wall a few days back and she mentioned that her “work may not cure cancer but…”

I smiled. Swat may not cure cancer with her photography but she sure can make a sick person happy with her beautiful images. If she jumps from photography to Nursing who will capture those lovely images?

Everybody has a role to play in society. Just like every lane on the highway leads to a destination. If we would only maintain our lane and focus in driving in a straight line, we would get to our destination faster…and perhaps there would be fewer accidents?

Just maintain your lane..

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Sunday book review: Promises on Sand

I’m no poet. I do not deceive myself that I am Rupi Kaur. I am not. But I love poetry. Sometimes, I dabble into poetry; a few lines here, a few lines there.

So when I see a poet who is focused and passionate about their poetry, I sit up and take notice.

I saw such a one recently.

Her name is Amina Aboje. She is a poet; and her collection of poetry is a poetry lovers’ delight any day.

I got a copy of her book, Promises on Sand, a few weeks back and my poetry life has never been the same.

The book contains a rich and varied collection of poems on every contemporary subject you can think of.

Promises on sand is not a book you read and discard, it is a book that takes pride of place on your bookshelf so that you can whip it out often and refresh yourself.

Amina takes us through love notes, political discussions, dealing with grief, social issues, etc.

This is Amina’s first book but I can already tell it will not be her last!

Is Zuckerberg after me?

Two days ago I deleted my Facebook messenger app. Yes, I did.

I had just received a video from a friend. It had a story about how messenger could be used to access all of my private information from anywhere. And I panicked. And deleted the app immediately.

Yesterday I sheepishly downloaded it again.

Because.

You see, I attended a one+man conference organised by myself and I told myself to use my brain.

One of the questions I asked myself was, “so you mean, Mark Zuckerberg is sitting down somewhere with his minions watching me write meaningless drivel and he is planning to come and get me? “So that what will happen? Why would the President of Facebook leave his over 1 billion citizens and come after me?”

I’m not a movie star; my books are on the New York Times bestseller list I know but that is only in my head. The whole world is talking about me and I know that but the reason I know is because the ‘whole world’ lives within the four walls of my home. And they do not need messenger to see what I am doing.

So I have concluded that brother Mark is not after me. It is paranoia that makes no sense.

And anyway, what is the information I’m hiding? Aside from my very fat bank balance of course.

I have restored my app. I need it more than the people who after me..

Have a baby? Write a book?

The writing process is somewhat like having a baby. Get pregnant. Nurture the pregnancy. Suffer morning sickness. Hate everyone who doesn’t understand what you’re going through. Love everyone who shows you sympathy. Feel bloated, ugly etc.
Finally labour day! And how dare you say my baby is ugly?
And that’s why no one says, “oh, this baby is so ugly!” It’d be a cruel thing to say after all the lady has been through. Be kind, be loving, be generous. Buy that baby a gift. Go on, do something.

Book writing process: all of the above+ and then they say it’s a poorly written book? You just broke a heart! There are no ugly babies after all.

So go on, order the book. You know you wanna…

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