Chimamanda Victoria Eze @amander

Last week, my fat friend came over for a visit, and I was really looking forward to it. We’ve been friends for a long time, and I’ve always been supportive and never made him feel bad about his weight or size. I figured it would be just another fun hangout like usual.

We had fixed a date for him to come over, and I was excited to catch up. But honestly, I didn’t think much about my furniture before he arrived. I mean, my seats and bed have seen better days, but they’ve always worked for me.

When he finally got here, we settled down to chat and enjoy each other's company. That’s when it happened. He sat down on one of my chairs, and I could hear this terrible cracking sound. Before I knew it, the seat broke right underneath him! I felt so embarrassed; I didn’t know what to say. I reassured him that it was alright and that it had probably been on its last legs anyway.

But then, things got even worse. As the visit went on and we were having a good time, he accidentally spilled something on my bed. It soaked through the sheets, and I knew I was going to have to deal with that later.

Since then, I've been avoiding his visits.
I think the first day signs was a sign to something.
Let's see how it goes shaa.

I loved climbing trees even as a girl, especially this particular tall one we called the Ujuru tree in Igbo. It had delicious fruits, but I didn’t climb it for the fruits. I climbed because I loved the view from the top.

My parents often warned me not to climb the Ujuru tree, but I couldn't resist. One day, I decided to climb all the way to the top, what a mumu move, As I reached the tip, I suddenly slipped and felt myself falling. In that scary moment, I saw my life flash before my eyes.
Doubt if you know that feeling.

But just as I thought I would fall, a branch caught me! I couldn't believe it. I managed to grab hold and slowly climbed down, and sat on the ground, thinking about how precious my life was than to view the beauty of nature from high angles.

I thought a lot about what had just happened. That experience taught me a big lesson. I realized that climbing the Ujuru tree wasn’t worth the risk and from that day on, I never climbed that tree again because I didnt want to meet my creator already.

I remember my first order on Jumia. I was nervous because I had never used the app before. I was afraid I might lose my money if something went wrong.
The tension was so high, that I delayed entering the details required as soon as they appeared.

When I added my card details, my heart beat fast. I was worried about making a mistake or the app not working.

But I finished the order and got a confirmation number. Now I just have to wait for my appliance to arrive on the delivery date.

I'm excited but still a little worried. I keep checking my email and the app to see if everything is okay. I hope my order arrives safely and that I don't have any problems.

I know you'll all laugh at me, but this doesn't make me less of a city girl.
I it's just my first time and that's it and additionally, what I ordered wasn't an appliance of cheap prices, so I had every reason to be unsettled.