Lydia Ukpai @lydia

I am someone who values health and wants everyone in my household to also see their health as important as I do.
I want everybody basking in good health and then bubbling strong even when they are aging especially my Dad and Mom.

So after looking up some health tips, I studied on diet and exercises and how they could help elongate lifespan

so in a particular Saturday, I was able to convince my parents and all my siblings to come out for a little jogging.
But before the jogging, the evening earlier, I already bribed them with some drinks. I just used my little savings and got some bottles of drinks for every member of my family and then at that moment I seized it and convince them to follow me to sporting the next morning.

Well... I wanted them to value the proposed activity more even though they reluctantly prepared.
we all later went for the jogging and it was a good time together, I pray they all agree to join me this coming Sartuday too.

I had my mind made up on getting a body spray specifically, the red RIGGs body spray.

I called the vendor to ask if she had the red riggs, the ones that I had my heart set on, I have used it before and I knew that it smelt good.

Unfortunately, she informed me that they were out of stock. But almost immediately, she offer a recommendation which was the black riggs body spray.

Usually, I stick to what I know and love, so I insisted on getting the precise red riggs. But the way she spoke about the black rigs hypnothised me. She was just too sure when she made comparisons between the both. After some deliberation, I decided to try the black rigs instead. What do I have to loose?, and it was still thesame price.

The next morning, just before school, I applied the spray and instantly I was contented with what it smelt like. Throughout the day, I noticed people acknowledging the the fragrance.

After I got the 3rd commendation, I concluded that the black was more befitting for me

I went to a small shop run by a woman near my home because I needed some water. I picked up a bag of sachet water and thought that the story would end there, but it didnt.

When I took a sip, I noticed something was off. The taste was strange and not good at all. I tried to manage it and act as if it was a minor thing, but soon after, I started to get a headache. I hadn’t had a headache in a long time, and I couldn’t understand why it was happening now just some minute after I finished one sachet of water.

It was clear to me that the water was making me feel this way. I wasn't a doctor, but I could tell something was wrong.

So, I decided to put the sachet of water aside. I went to another shop and bought a new bag of water. This one tasted better and felt right.

After this occurrence, I doubt if I will be buyibg water from that very shop again, I can't be rushing my health or loosing my money.

After our first semester examinations wrapped up, I couldn’t contain my joy that I ran all the way home the next day. It felt refreshing to be free from the stress of exams and back in the comfort of my house. For the next two weeks, I relaxed, ate my mom's delicious cooking, and enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere.

But then, last week, I saw a frightening update: that second semester was going to start soon. Even though according to the timetable, classes were supposed to begin on the 21st of September. I was displeased and I lamented all through.

Before I knew it, the first lecture was fixed, and I found myself making my way back to campus. It was a uneasy to rebigin my studentife again but, I still went from home to school rather than from the school hostel.
In the past week alone, I had been to three classes.

My friends tease me about it. They laugh and called me a family girl, a home girl, and I jiust smile about it. I didn’t mind their playful remarks one bit. I felt blessed to have a loving home to return to and my special about home-cooked food and for now, I'll still be attending any lectures from my father's house until I am satisfied.

While searching through the box, I found something I had forgotten about. It was an iron sponge, different from the tiny, old sponges I usually used. This one looked brand new, shiny, and strong. I remembered buying it because the advertisers promised it could clean tough stains better than the small ones that always got rusty.

As I held the sponge, I remembered my big pot sitting in the corner, neglected and covered in black stains from my cooking. I had given up on it after trying and failing many times with those tiny sponges. But today, I felt like trying out the lost but found sponge.

I filled the pot with water and some detergent, picked up the iron sponge and started scrubbing the hell out of the pot. To my excitement, the stains began to come off! I could hardly believe my eyes.

As I scrubbed, I started to enjoy the work. I imagined the pot thanking me for cleaning it after all this time. It felt good to see it shining again, just like when it was new. I remembered all the delicious soups and stews I had cooked in it before it got so dirty or rather stained.

After a good scrubbing, I rinsed the pot, and it looked beautiful again.
Try and get yourself good washing sponges too mindviewers!

I've always wanted a laptop since I was in Year 1. I remember sitting in class, watching my friends use their laptops for their homework and projects. I would dream about having one of my own. But when I got into the university, I started to think more about my family's situation. My parents spent a lot of money on my education, especially before I began university. I had siblings who were also in school, and I did not want to be selfish and ask for a laptop when I knew they needed things too.

Two years later, something amazing happened. It was my birthday, and I walked into the living room, expecting to find the usual cake and birthday wishes. Instead, my parents surprised me with a brand-new laptop! I was so shocked.

I couldn't wait to use it for my classes, to do research, and to connect with my friends. But once I turned it on, I realized I had a lot to learn. There were so many buttons and features I didn’t know how to use. Basic tasks felt challenging at first, and I sometimes felt frustrated.

I decided that instead of giving up, I would take my time to learn. I started by watching simple how-to videos online. I learned how to open files, create documents, and use different programs. Each small victory made me feel more confident. I also found some apps that helped me study and manage my time better.

Every day, I would sit down with my laptop and practice. Sometimes I asked my friends or older siblings for help when I got stuck. They showed me new tricks and shortcuts that made using the laptop much easier. The more I learned, the more I realized how useful it could be for my studies and hobbies.

I also started exploring creative skills, like digital art and music production. With my laptop, I could write stories, edit videos, and even learn to code.
It doesn't end, for now, the advantages that I've seen is the larger frame and more tools for each tab, also the faster processor.

Always learn my people.

On my way home from Sunday school. I was still young back then, and my mum always warned me not to take the short path home when it got late. But that evening, I felt so tired and hungry. The youth leader had given a long speech that lasted two hours after class, and I just wanted to get home quickly.

As I walked, I tried to convince myself, “There’s no one who could attack me; I’m a child of God.” That thought made me feel brave, so I decided to go down the forbidden path, the one Mum had told me to avoid.

But then, all of a sudden, I heard a voice say:
“Come here!” It was a dry, compelling voice that sent fear down my spine.
I didn’t think twice; I ran as fast as I could. My heart was racing, and I could not think of anything more or better than to run.

Finally when I reached my house, I took a time to catch my breath, and then I thanked God for keeping me safe. I promised myself I would never take that shortcut again once it was past 5 PM.

I never told anyone about what happened that night, especially not my mum.

This Sunday, I decided to do something special for myself. The last few Sundays, I had just been eating plain rice with no chicken, no meat, and no drinks. I wanted to change that, just for today!

So, I planned to make a nice salad to go with my rice. I went to the market and picked up some fresh vegetables: cabbage, carrots, green beans, and more. I felt excited as I put everything in my basket.

When I got back to my kitchen, I cooked a big pot of fluffy rice. I wanted it to be healthy and taste good with my salad. I was a little unsure about making the salad since it was my first time, but how hard could it be?

I chopped the cabbage, cut the carrots, and cut the green beans. Mixing everything together, I made a creamy sprinkle of salad cream and stirred. When I tasted it, I was happy! The salad turned out crunchy, creamy, and full of flavor. It was much better than my usual plain rice.

After enjoying my meal, I treated myself to an ice-cold drink