Friday, 26 June 2015

LEAN IN…..as Sheryl Sandberg puts it


Moyin came into the room and asked,‘Simi, where are the women?!’

She uttered the exact thoughts I had been battling with a few minutes before she came in. I was wondering why we had very, very few women sitting up at the tables, why there were lesser skirts in the boardrooms and why the legislative arm of government had just a handful of women who stand up to decision making processes that affect their sons and daughters and loved ones.

On my desktop wallpaper, there’s this treasured picture I have showing the 5 presidents of the countries that make up BRICS- Brazil, Russia, India, China and South Africa. The only woman in the picture is the president of Brazil… seeing her made me proud, you know, at least, there was a woman in the picture, but I still silently wondered and asked  myself,’Similolu, where are the women?’

Just as I was ruminating on these thoughts, I was invited to be the compere at NACOSS (Nigerian Association of Computer Science Students) National Convention. The convention was centered on increased female participation in IT. All the presentations were laced with facts that proved that things were way more terrible than I thought - the number of females involved in IT is very low… In Africa, it is ‘lowerly’ lower than I could have conceived in my wildest imaginations. Still boils down to the same question; Where are the women?

Adepeju Jaiyeoba, a phenomenal Nigerian lawyer, entrepreneur and CEO of Brown Button Foundation finally made a statement that was the straw that broke the camel’s back for me after a long week of mind-battle. She said there was a program organized for the Nigerian youth by a United States Initiative, YALI, and out of 100 applicants, only 9 were females....Can you imagine?????

The question is this, where are the women?

Am I supposed to be somewhere at the back, far at the back because I am a woman?

Am I supposed to live an average life because I’m a woman?

Do life pursuits and aspirations end when a woman gets married?

Is Being Female= Being Passive?

Why should I be quiet when decisions that affect me and my future children are being made?

Why?


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(This is first in a series of about 4 posts. Let’s reason together. I’ll give replies to all comments and I’m promising objectivity-NO skewedness to the left or right to support any gender)





Saturday, 14 February 2015

THE MEN IN MY LIFE….MY LOVE STORY



When I was in Junior Secondary School, a  teacher asked us in class ‘What is love?’ Well, I was about 12 years young and had no real definition of love. Yes, I used the word a lot and as a proud Church girl (#ProudChurchGirl) we were taught about God and love, still, I couldn't find words to describe what love was. After school that day, I ran home and went to check for the dictionary meaning of love. I read in Oxford’s Advanced Learners Dictionary that ‘Love is a strong feeling of affection for somebody or something’.  I repeated it till it stuck in my head and imagined myself dazzling the whole class the next day at school.

The next day came and Uncle (as we fondly called our teachers) asked again, ‘What is love?’ I raised up my hand and with a very loud, feminine voice so everybody could hear, I said; Love is a strong feeling of affection for somebody or something!. The whole class was in grave silence and all attention was towards me. Uncle looked at me with so much amazement and I was the star of that day- the only girl who could define love. *Smiles* Little did I know my definition of love was about to change.

Well, I won’t bore you with the stories of my crushes :D (I’ve had a number of them though, so you don’t think I’m a stick without emotions) but if you ask me, I think of Love differently now. The dictionary was too abstract to define Love for me. Experience has taught me that much more than the ‘STRONG FEELING’, Love is a decision. If you are a woman like me who doesn’t think dating is for fun and doesn’t consider heartbreaks as easy walkovers, Love is a DECISION. A decision to have and to hold only made by matured people, not babies. The feeling of love won’t keep two people together for 60,70,80 years, it is the decision to stay together that does… that no matter what, come what may, I’m staying with you.

I should make that decision soon.

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The men in my life will make such a long list and a big book…..I’ll just list the first three in the order I met them.

The first man in my life, the man who my whole idea of masculinity revolves round, my teacher,  my instructor, world’s greatest disciplinarian( He believes in ‘sparing not the rod’ and he caned me well), my friend and my father- Reverend Koye-Ladele ( fondly called Father Ko) . Dad, words cannot quantify how much influence you’ve had on me. I’m so proud to be a ‘Koye-Ladele’ and I love you from here to the moon and back.

My brother, Mogbekeloluwa. *whew* Where do I start from? Gbeke is greatness personified! Greatness wearing t-shirt and jeans.  I have got a lot of attention in ALL the schools I’ve attended because of him. He once told people at his birthday, ‘If you think I’m awesome, watch out for Simi’. I was shocked! He believes in me. He’s such a big brother. Mum told me I had some 9 months Typhoid when I was 3 years old and my baby big brother at that time took up the responsibility of cleaning me up all through. Chai, He’s also blunt- we like to call his bluntness candor :D . You don’t want to hear the truth from my brother; He gives it to you RAW. I love you broso much, so so much.

So I tell everybody who cares to listen about a young man I know. His name is Mofehintoluwa. God! I boldly say that Tolu is an explosive. I remember his cute eyes when we brought him home from the hospital and mummy welcomed him to Nigeria. He’s a big boy now and I dare not tell him I once bathed for him :D He’s such a great guy! Tolu, despite the fact I’m presently not happy with you, I want you to know I love you. You’re a phenomenon Tolu and I’m watching out for you BIG TIME. You’re shaking the world, we see it already!

Finally, there’s this young, handsome man I ………. *end of post*

*TonguesOut*

Cheers to the weekend.

Enjoy your day!

Similoluwa.




Monday, 12 January 2015

Resolutions again???





Hello People!!!

Welcome to the new year!

Well, the year has started for most people while some of us are still in the booting stage *winks*.
This harmattan is not even helping at all. I told a friend that I woke up at 7am and she asked,'Why did you wake so early?'. I wonder when 7am became early ooooo. {Now, I wake earlier, though :)}

This year, I've resolved to do new things and go new places, to break boundaries and challenge conventions. Yes, these are my resolutions. Honestly, all these will require lots of diligence and determination so I don't join the group of 'mere talkers', I know- I really do. I told myself on 1st January,  'Simi, go for gold this time' and trust me, I'm going for it all the way, daring and defying the ordinary as I move through life.

Right from the 2015 general elections in Nigeria to all the little 'big' events that promise to happen this year, I know 2015 will be adventure-full.

Remember, I'm journeying through life with you...yes, YOU!

Let's go!

Friday, 28 November 2014

I SAW PRESIDENT JONATHAN



I saw President GEJ today.
I learnt he’s from a minority group in Nigeria
And that his presidency was prophesied by Chief Obafemi Awolowo
Some people say he’s the best thing that ever happened to Nigeria; Others say otherwise
One thing I know... Leadership is a lot of work

Monday, 3 November 2014

MY PARENTS 24TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY+ TIMI DAKOLO'S PROPHECY




Today is a great day in my life. Maybe it’s because mum decided to walk down the aisle with Dad, this time- exactly 24 years ago. Honestly, Love, much more than a feeling is a decision. I also look forward to ‘deciding’ soon sha but lemme focus on my BSc. Computer Science for now.

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Gambia knows Nigeria



He is the exact definition of the word ‘black’. His sharp white eyes, thick lips and funny accent reminded me of the Ibadan kind of 'sikin' yoruba, I always looked forward to hearing him speak and honestly, each time he did, I was reminded of home.

Wednesday, 25 June 2014

IYA ALAGBADO (…the corn seller)


Buy Corn, Buy Corn, Sweet Corn, Buy CornI was passing by her shop when I heard her voice. It was very hot in the afternoon; she was frying fish at one side of her shop and cooking corn at the other side. If you’re like me, you’ll wonder what relationship exists between fried fish and cooked corn.