Hiya folks
How's it going …hope everyone‘s doing well and good.
So, in the middle of dressing up for work one fine autumn
morning here, a couple of realizations jumped in and struck me full force in
the face.
It seems like, as I get older, I’m gradually assuming most
of the characteristics and subtly becoming the same people our parents were.
I'm not sure if this makes total sense, but I’ll explain as usual.
Recently, with a bit of introspection, I’ve come to identify
little things that have crept in over time with my behaviour, mannerisms and
characteristics. For example, over the years, I’ve gradually ditched my love of
wearing inner white t-shirts and now heavily favour singlets. If you knew me during
my earlier years, you wouldn’t catch me dead in a singlet but now, it’s just
that same comforting feeling I have slipping it on, as when I used to see my
dad who was heavy on singlets wearing.
Another example is the fact that we used to hate it when Nze
would come back those days and immediately order us to switch to the news…we’d
be fuming inside but now, I can’t seem to get enough of the news and I’m just
the same. I wake up in the morning and the first thing I do is turn the TV on to
CNN, Fox or BBC
We got a lovely dining table some months back and there was
this unexplainable compelling urge for me to sit at the particular seat
position my dad used to sit at back then at our family dining tables. It almost
became a thing once I decreed that as my seat position when Chioma wanted to
sit at that particular spot and I couldn’t explain it to her. She just had to
let it go once she saw I was serious about it.
It's just lots of little weird things and mannerisms… .. The
way I always use my finger to scrape the coating of egg from the mixing bowl
into the frying pan after whisking it, taking time to scrape my tongue while
brushing, always making sure to rub cream on my heels… all characteristics of
Lolo which she unconsciously drummed into us over the years
Could also be external things…my annoyance seeing young people
making noise or misbehaving, My incomprehension of the type of saggy clothing
that’s all in vogue with miscreant youths here, the urge to konk silly kids
here whenever I see them vaping… maybe that’s just me becoming an adult or just
behaving like a Nigerian uncle true true….
Anyway, I’m just glad I had the type of role models all
these behaviours are shaping after sha….Could have been much worse
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