Saturday, March 07, 2015


I will share some of the errors I made when I newly arrived in yankee;


Firstly, it was looking for accommodation. We did not read previews on the property we were about to lease. I did not like the attitude of the management. This experience left a sour taste in my mouth, that when we moved out to another city, we read all the reviews of past occupants on the properties, and we were satisfied. I have no ish with this management at all! I have a good rapport with the manager and maintenance guys. I have learnt to read about any place we want to move into. The school ratings, residential properties, management, crime rate etc.

Secondly, When filling the school forms, and it was asked if they have allergies. I said, they reacted to cheese, sausage, and sandwich fillings. Because we all broke out in rashes when we ate them the first few months of our arrival. We later learnt our body was adjusting to the new diet. Hence, all my kids were not allowed to go on trips for fear of cheese allergy reaction! Infact, the school nurse asked us to get E-PEN from the doctor within the first week of resumption to be kept at school in case of an attack! I later read on allergies, and realized it was not a thing they joked with! By the time they moved to a new school, they have adjusted to all meals, so  they have no allergies again. The E-PEN is still in the cupboard.

Still on school; My son had temperature, he stayed home. Only for me to get a call from the school to ask after him. I told them why. I was asked to bring a doctor's note. So, I learnt that, you just don't keep a child from school without due notification! But during the flu season, they advised parents to keep their children at home if a child displayed symptoms so that he or she don't come to  school and spread the virus. On a Saturday evening, this same hyper active son of mine, jumped and tripped hitting his nose hard on the edge on the bed, blood was gushing out, we rushed to ER, thank GOD his nose was not broken, On Monday, he went to school with a swollen nose and a note from me explaining what happened that he should be careful when playing, and I didn't cut the identification bracelet off from his wrist. {I didn't know it was supposed to be removed immediately after leaving the hospital, I thought, since he had another appointment that same week, it will be used to identify him.}  Immediately! The school nurse called me to come and pick him from the school and go and get a note from an orthopedist that  his nose was not broken and he could return to school! WAHALA! So, to the orthopedic clinic we went o! Luckily, nothing was broken, and he gave him a clean bill of health to resume school. When we expressed our displeasure to the school nurse, she said, she was simply doing her job, because she did not want any litigation! Yes o! The fear of a lawsuit makes everybody very cautious! So I learnt to keep my writings and thoughts to myself o! I simply talk to my children! 

Thirdly, hubby called to say the car developed a problem on his way to pick me from work, he had to take it to the mechanic and took a bus home. He told me to do same. But no buses ply my route at my closing hour! I had to beg my co-workers to help me to the next bus-stop out of our place of work. My people, e remain water to comot for my eyes, until one of them reluctantly agreed to drop me at the nearest bus-stop close to my route.  I so much thanked this lady ehen! The others, simply gave one flimsy excuse or the other! I got home late that night, hubby was worried, talking to me on the phone. I later learnt that, people don't give lifts because of fear of insurance and litigation! If perchance an accident occurred, the affected party can sue! Believe me, when I say, you don't want to get involved in insurance palava! So for a week, I rode the buses, while hubby rode the trains.

I left home 5:30am the first day in that week, I nearly missed my 2nd bus, I had to run and banged on the side of the bus as it was about to leave the station. I learnt that a minute matters in your bus schedule. The next day, I left home by 5:00am. I no fit shout o! If it was by our car, we left home by 7:30am after the kids have gone to school. Less than an hour drive by car, became a 4 hours journey by bus! Nope! I ain't kidding! I rode 3 buses to my place of work, then the endurance trek nah join nko? My pipo, car nah neccessity for here o! That was how I stood on the wrong side of the road waiting for bus 42. I didn't know it was the ongoing bus 42 I had to enter and not oncoming bus 42. O Boy! Come see me as I dey run, dey shout for the driver to stop! WHOSAI! The guy-man no even look my side! I was the only one on the street, no car was passing sef to help me flash the driver. My saving grace was the traffic red light! When I entered, panting like person nah run marathon, the driver said, I was standing at the opposite side, so he cannot stop! I learnt that, as long as the driver did not see any passenger at the designated bus/stop or no passenger was getting down there, he was not obliged to stop for anybody!  

My other error in my bus experience was lack of coins! You know how we don't value coins in 9ja chei? So, I never carried coins in my purse! I simply kept them in a container at home because we were told we could change the  accumulated coins to notes in future, that some use it as a saving device. Infact, a guy said it helped him to pay his house rent one certain time that he was so broke. Buses required exact change! You simply slot in the exact fare and the machine will print out your ticket! But I had no coins! So where it was $2.35, I paid $3.00! Where it is $3:50, I paid $4.00! Where it was $1:75, I paid $2:00! I boarded a total of 6 buses to and fro for a day! The next day, I filled my purse with coins! On the 3rd day, as I was paying, a dime fell out of my purse on the bus floor, and it rowed under the seat of a passenger. 
I left it simply saying it was just a dime! Another passenger entered, saw the dime and picked it up. No biggie! He didn't steal it! Here, people pick coins from anywhere it is found.

The next morning, as I was about to pay for my 2nd connecting bus, I found I was short of 5cents! Yes o! Me that said no biggie with 10cents yesterday, was short of 5 cents! SHIOR! It can't be ke! I began searching inside my bag o, maybe some coins fell inside, because , I was so sure I had enough coins! It was a gentleman that paid the 5 cents for me o! I silently thanked GOD within me, because if I had paid with the cash notes with me, it will affect me in the other buses I would have boarded! Oh! I learnt humility that day, and I never commonized coins again! You say whats in a penny? nickel? or dime? HA! don't worry, when you are not able to pay for your groceries because you are a penny short, you will know ke! 

I have learnt from my errors, but I still make a few now and then because as human beings we learn everyday, especially in a new environment. Thank you for reading and commenting. Have a blessed weekend.