This thread is honestly one of the best things I have ever read! Not only was it hilarious because I was laughing my head off, it’s also deeply insightful and teaches a powerful lesson about time.
Are you one of those people who's looked back on 2017 and convinced yourself that you haven't achieved anything? Worried about catching up with your mates who seem to have done much better?
Let me tell you a story about #time.
A thread 👇
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
When I was finished with the soup, it was supposed to look something like this:
*photo credit: waiter foodies. pic.twitter.com/M8VNpREXiE
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
In those days, my nickname was Ekpe Mbre. Literal translation – Lioness of Play. If playing was an Olympics sport, I would've won gold for Nigeria, back to back.
Anyway with no adult supervision, my siblings and I did the only wise thing to do.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
Now, there was a certain knowing we possessed. Without seeing it, somehow, we were always able to tell when my father's car was coming down the street. #Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
….in the middle of giving birth to my fake baby, the result of my fake and unusually gigantic bedsheet pregnancy.
"Daddy and Mummy are coming!" she screamed.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
The soup!
My eyes widened in horror as I remembered the single most important thing I'd been asked to do.
At the thought of what my mother would do when she walked in and there was no soup, I felt a little pee leak in my panties.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
By now, I could hear the car engine idling outside in the parking slot.
We always go to the door to welcome my parents when they get home, to this day. Anyone absent from the welcome committee, often gets a query.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
"Ideghe afere anke bogo anye abok tungho isua, k'enye atutungho idagha m?
Literal translation: "Is that the soup I asked her to cook since, that she's cooking now?"
Life translation: "I'm going to kill her."#Time pic.twitter.com/5BouVEmg1V
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
It sensed that someone may be in trouble. So it made a detour and landed on my left shoulder.
"Is it not just soup?" it said, stroking my head with its scrawny talons.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
I could actually see the hooded figure of Death, standing near the fridge, giggling.
I took the demon's advice. Quick as a flash, I poured everything – pumpkin leaves, crayfish, fish, meat, waterleaves, periwinkles etc in the pot and stirred.#Time pic.twitter.com/AaBVpW6PiL
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
Don't worry. By the time you finish undressing, the food will be ready."
All these I said without pausing for a breath, in that fast, glib manner of lying children who have suckled the devil's left breast.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
All the ingredients stood on their own, all separated by rivulets of water and oil.
What my mother did to me that day, is the stuff of legend and a story for another day.
My point is…. #Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
So it is with life.
Our individual success stories are made up of different ingredients based on nature and nurture, time, hard work, talents, God's intervention etc.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
Give time, time.
It is good to read autobiographies of successful people and long to be like them.
But take your eyes away from the success for a moment and look at the time and effort it took them to arrive where they are.#Time— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
Don't be like Eketi. 😂
Allow life and time cook you at your own pace, adding maturity, wisdom, self-control, discipline and success at the right moments.
Trust me, at the end, you'll come out delicious.#Time
— E K E T I (@eketiette) December 26, 2017
