First of all, I hope you all had a lovely week. I sure did but the week just seems to be running too quickly. Just like magic it's Friday and nearly the end of February, before you know it it'll March and we'll be doing that "Happy new Month" thing all over again. All in all its closer to Spring and away from this monstrosity called "Winter".
And so it happened that sometime this week I was watching YouTube yet again. Yes! I hear all ye judgemental people. I was watching a video that discussed familiarities about African mums regardless of their nationalities, which made me giggle so hard because I could relate on so many level. Growing up with an African mother myself, I can say there is nothing more terrifying than the fear that is instilled in you as a child other than that of your African mother. I will give credit where it's due because it has really upped my morale in life, however, in the same breath I will say that it was not a joking sturvs at the point it was taking place.... Walahi!
We all know that saying that goes "The Fear of God is the Beginning of Wisdom",
"The fear of an African mother is the beginning of a lot of a life skills". I mean insert any skill, is it obedience, good public conduct, orderliness, cleanliness, or sometimes even common sense. They've got it on lock down. At a point in my life, I believed that there must've been a training school of some sort for all African Mums, because there was no way that they all talked and acted alike that caused us to all share the same experiences as children.


