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Didi The Matchmaker

“Go out” they said. You never know,you could meet your soul mate,the one,your lover. I always said no! I had always second guessed if any man would be able to love a strong woman like me. If he wouldn’t be intimidated by all the things I want to do. The business ventures I want to explore,every idea I want executed or would he be appreciative enough to know that he has a woman who is goal oriented and still caters for her family and deliberately takes care of the children, instilling morals and all?
They told me “he’s out there”. I agreed, hopefully I find my dream man. I went on dates and was in relationships and nothing seemed to work out. The men I met said I was too intimidating because I knew what I wanted and others thought I was too vulnerable because I cried before and during confrontations. All I wanted was a man that’d love me in my vulnerability and all.
I went back to them and said “I told you I wouldn’t find one,this isn’t working out for me” and Didi proposed that I meet a friend of hers who was single. I agreed.
We first met at a coffee shop and he checked my “how my guy should look” list. Tall, handsome,thick,good dentition and a bright smile. Now that he’s checked that,let’s move on to the mind. We met a couple of other times. We talked about the future,we could relate with each other. He was the one,he is the one! My dream man was right in front of me. My dream man loved that I had these ideas I wanted executed and business ventures explored.
He fueled me,I loved him with everything I had in me. I still do. He asked me to marry him,I did. We have 3 kids now and hope to make our family a family of 6. The perfect family!
All of this I owe to Didi the matchmaker.

My First Day In A Boarding School

I was in primary five(3rd term) when my mum called me to the living room and asked if I wanted to continue at my school in Port Harcourt as a Jss1 student or I wanted to become a boarding student in Anglican Girls Grammar School Ozoro, Delta State. With excitement I shouted yes boarding school (I wanted to try a new life) and she said that was okay. I wrote the year’s common entrance examination,passed, enjoyed the holiday and then it was time to travel.


I had just graduated from primary school

Excited to begin this new journey I bid my troublesome brothers goodbye,I can’t remember if I cried or not) and was set to travel with my mum down to Delta State.
At the car park I was too excited. Luckily for me Port Harcourt to Ozoro was approximately 2hrs30mins. We arrived Ozoro,slept at a family house and I couldn’t wait to wake up I doubt if I slept at all. Adrenaline still rushing,my mum and I visited AGGSO (abbreviation for the school’s name) the next morning. We got to this big and largely populated school compound then it dawned on me that I might actually cry.

The school was in two sections; ASGGS(Anglican Senior Girls’ Grammar School) and AJGGS (Anglican Junior Girls’ Grammar School) . Being the who was about to be in Jss1,my mum and I went directly to the AJGGS section to get me admission into the school. We got to the principal’s office and my mum and the principal discussed and we were given a prospectus . After that the principal sent for the hostel mistress and asked that she show us the hostel. On our way to the hostel three Jss 2 students jumped out of their classes(classes were split into A-D because of the population) and followed us. I was like hmm(nicely).

We got to the hostel and the hostel mistress showed us around the hostel. After the sightseeing she asked what I thought about the hostel and I told her it was scary and I couldn’t live in there but the Jss 2 students;Sister Peace,Anita and Jennifer (boarding students were to call all boarding seniors sisters) pointed to a building opposite us saying that it was the renovated hostel we’d be living in soon so it didn’t bother me as much.
The sightseeing was now over and it was time to go shopping for what was in the prospectus ‘yaaay’. We got out of the school,hailed a bike and we went to the market square. We bought provisions, toiletries, a mopping stick,a machete,a cutlass, cutleries,plates,underwear,an outside and inside broom,a water can,cup,a phone and every other essentials listed in the prospectus. I know I left books out,yeah this is where the gist is.

When we got to the bookshop,we got the textbooks listed and the one and half dozen of noted required. I was about to put these books in my big bag when my mum added an extra book and specifically said “Sylvia use this book to write down things you don’t like about boarding school and when you get back from school we’d review it “. I took the book and added it to the ones I already had. When we were done shopping my mum and I went back to the school and she took me to the hostel to hand me over.
Learning hours were over so there were more girls than I saw earlier in the hostel. There were five Jss3,three Jss 2 students and I was the only Jss 1 student and I was glad because in my head they’d treat me like an egg which they did but not immediately. My mum made sure my things were in place and my corner arranged. I didn’t have a locker yet as my mum asked the carpenter to fix us one that same day. I locked my things in my box and big bag,the things that couldn’t enter were put in a senior’s locker.
My mum and I walked outside the hostel. It was now time for her to go home and it dawned on me pretty hard,so my mum would leave me here alone with these strangers? I cried but the seniors consoled me and were so good to me. Oh I didn’t mention that I paid school and boarding fees. I did,it wasn’t free. I ate lunch and dinner in the dinning room otherwise known as refectory. It was all new for me.
That night the hostel was so noisy and I wasn’t comfortable at all 😩 so I got up from the beds merged and went straight to my bag and collected that “Sylvia write what you don’t like” book and I went back to the bed,stupid me and I was quiet and writing Sister Becky makes noise
Sister Gentle makes noise
Sister A
I was about to write sister Amina when one of the seniors saw me writing names was like “what’s my name doing in your book? And I was struck and tried to explain to her when she asked if I wanted to take her name to the coven like I knew what that was at the time,I was already crying then I collected my phone and ran outside to call my mum. I told her what had happened and she said that it was what I signed up for 😭,my own mother o. The seniors called out for me and I got back inside the hostel still crying. They said what I did was careless of me and began with the hostel myths. They asked that I stopped crying which I did. That night was and will be the highlight of my boarding school experience.There was day and night,the first day.

The mind- You own it,You control it.

That day seemed to be as if it was going to be a cold day so I had on a jean jacket,a sleeveless blouse inside and a jaen trouser (twas a jean affair,I didn’t know what was waiting for me 😂). I set out for Gwagwalada (a town close to Abuja) house hunting mehn I had no idea that it’d be so hot! In my head “who asked me to wear this jean jacket now” but I couldn’t remove the jacket because I do not like wearing sleeveless blouses so I let myself suffer walking under the sun from one house to another with friends looking for an apartment. At the end of the day, we didn’t find an apartment and I was tired!!😩.

I just wanted to go back to Abuja. I said my goodbyes and I was off to the car park (have it in mind that the weather was still hot and I had my jacket on). I got to the park and the bus wasn’t full ah I wanted to die there and then but I had to wait so I went inside the bus and sat behind because it was surprisingly the most comfortable space to sit in the bus.

I was so hot and I was so irritated,out of 13 passengers there were only 7 inside(Ah when this bus go full o?). I picked my phone and tried to listen to music but that didn’t work for me then I remembered when my mum would say she could control how she felt when she would sweat and I decided to try it,it wasn’t working out at first but eventually it did. I let my body do the sweating and my mind do something else. Just like that I wasn’t bothered. The bus was now full and the driver put the bus in motion. I was so relieved…phewww!

The thing is sometimes let your mind off some things and see how it works. Note that you’ll be conscious of what is going on but you wouldn’t be really bothered to the extent that it’ll become too overwhelming. It’s your mind,you control it.

Thank you, Sylvia

What do you do when you like to write but not read?.. Find out!

For as long as I’ve known,I’ve never really liked reading. I don’t know why! If it wasn’t reading school subjects count me out. My mum would buy books and I’d be excited to read and all only for me to just pick up the book read to an extent and dump it🤦🏾‍♀️. My mum would complain but hey it wasn’t my thing. And so in 2015 I decided to read more as reading is gaining knowledge. A student in the boarding school I used to attend brought a book by Dr Ben Carson titled ‘THINK BIG” and that was it! I took this book and my aim was to finish reading this book and I did (I mean after reading and stopping for sometimes . It wasn’t a smooth read). I was gingered to read more books but nah I still continue in my inconsistency🤦🏾‍♀️. One day my friend Timilehin asked me book uggestions and when I told him I didn’t read books he was like who writes but doesn’t read? That was when it struck me that I wasn’t doing well not feeding myself knowledge.But now that I’ve decided to take writing seriously and being a part of a children’s book club (@ACbookclub) I have to read! You should too! It’ll be fun!

Please leave a book suggestion down in the comment section,preferably small books please (as na one drop of water dey make ocean so). I might just review this book suggestion I am positive that you’d share!

Thank you, Sylvia💜

All I wanted was to be friends

Every thing around me kept telling me to associate more,to go out more,to be less restrictive!
So I decided to go out and make friends
Anytime I’d go out,I couldn’t summon the courage to strike a conversation with someone,so I just end up going home with no new person as my friend! 
So my junior from secondary school came visiting Abuja and we got to meet at her house.I was so desperate to have a friend that I begged that somehow she could get her sister (not really her sister but let’s leave at that) and I talking. She said that wasn’t a problem,I was excited. Like finally I’ll get to know what having “real” life friends was like as it had been a long time ’cause I only talk to my secondary school classmates with a phone.
I went home happy! 
I went visiting a day later, getting there my junior and I gisted and then I chipped in the friendship matter. Guess what she said: “oh that she said you’re not her age mate and not of her standard that I should go hangout with my age mate”
It hit me well that I was sad thinking of it about two days.
Was I really not of anyone’s standard?
Do age mates only get to hang out with themselves?…Mind you she was 22 and I was 18!
One thing she failed to realize is that hanging out and be friends had nothing to do with age nothing at all!!!
Those who you think are too young for you really may have great mind and will be able to hold good if not great conversations!
Some of us like me have things in my head that I want someone to know!
She made me realize that really some people do not deserve and that you really do not have to beg for friendships ’cause that only leaves you in debted as per se “na you want am na”
See, whatever flows flows!
When it’s time for the right person or people to hear me out and be friends with comes we’ll talk well and be good friends!
It changed me!
Do not let anyone’s opinion of you deter you rather let it make you stronger as you are of great value to yourself and to those who choose to see you as you are!


A story of a father and his children teaching appreciation

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A father got back from work and his children welcomed him,he replied and asked asked what they’d like to eat for dinner and they responded saying tea and bread in excitement!
They began listing what they were going to buy. They went:Bread 100naira
Milo sachet 100naira(50,50)
Milk sachet 60naira(30,30)
Sugar 20naira all to a total of 280 naira.
The father gave them 280naira to buy everything on the list and they were overjoyed! I shook my head because I knew that what they had listed would definitely not fill their stomachs but they chose to be budget friendly to their father not minding if they’ll be satisfied or not just so far they ate bread and tea.
Normally 220naira should be spent on one child as they’re growing children but they didn’t mind going short of 220naira for their father 😊
The way they appreciated the father got to me the most and I said to myself to always be grateful for what ever it is I have, little or big,small or large.Something is something!
Be appreciative 🖤


Everything good they say doesn’t come easy 🤷🏾‍♀️
Growing up,we always asked and it was sometimes granted other times it wasn’t and in my mind I’d say my mother was unkind for not wanting to give me money or what I asked for .Well this was until I turned 17 and I began to realize how difficult and weird adulting is,then I began to appreciate my mother for the requests she granted
I used to think,when I grow up if I wanted money I’d just have to sell what I have to offer to people and they’ll just buy it,I didn’t know that some of them would need actual convincing or otherwise. If you want products you gotta go out to the field but I’m not very good at interacting with people,I panic 🤦🏾‍♀️,this I’d say is a major problem for the business path I’ve chosen!
Everyday I say in my heart,today Sylvia you are going to go out and meet people who would eventually be your clients hopefully, sometimes I go out other times I do not 🤦🏾‍♀️.When I go out eventually,I meet people and most times I cannot walk up to them to talk to them about my business (sometimes it is very depressing but I just listen to music or watch series)
I’ll never stop trying and praying because I know someday it’ll pay off!
My life ain’t perfect
I just keep thriving and hoping for the best!
I just want my brothers and mother to be very comfortable,I want to help people who have no hope!
I’ll take everything one step at a time, you should too
Cut yourself some slack,you’re doing something,give yourself credit please!
From now on when you’re down speak positive things to yourself and into existence, sleep,cry,listen to music,dance,do that which is your stress reliever but never give up! Never!
It’ll work out eventually,be patient but work fervently,pray too to find favor in the eyes of men!
Be grateful too as appreciation is the application for more 😊❤️❤️
Yours Truly

Sylvia/Light 🖤


Hi,I’m Ideh Sylvia Akpovie

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