Omo Yoruba Crew

Hi,
Its been a while. Yeah, I know! Really I apologise to my readers. Its just that I seem to have misplaced the motivation to blog and I suppose it really got me in a mood. But, I am out of that now and can certainly write about something that brought smiles to my face today and I believe to my Yoruba crew too.

To my Yoruba Crew I say Bawo ni o!

So I finally summon the nerve to ask them for a picture and they all agreed and I must confess they all look real cool, fun, lovely, pretty and handsome. I am happy to be a part of them and I hope we all build a long and lasting friendship.

Now I suppose everyone is wondering who the Yoruba crew members are....well they happen to be my students in my Yoruba class at Fayetteville State University in North Carolina. They are the best because they have a passion to learn. Even when they know that Yoruba is a foreign language and might not be the best thing they want to be doing at that time early in the mornings. But its been fun and I hope they share my views.

Now to what they look like.....

 Ayodele, Abike, Folake, Eniwa, AdePeju, Oluseyi, Ebunolu, Adeola Folashade, Bolarin, and Ayoolu

 Now, I know the names sound different for an average American but we all have Yoruba names that we go by.

 What do you think.....ah ah! You share my thought exactly...we all look good!
Thank you!

I could not resist adding these last too pictures.   :)

My ecstatically bored adventure!!!

Hey, here I am enjoyably stuck for the next 9 months in Fayetteville, far away from the things I'm familiar with; my family, food, clothes, cold or the unexpected change in weather around here. 

Everybody I met has being great really but then I couldn't help comparing them from what I have back home. And yes I am from Nigeria, in fact, I am a typical Yoruba babe born and bred in Lagos somewhere in the mainland. For you nosy folks...Mushin Olosha!

Yes! I know! And yes again its true. So you can imagine me coming to America when I'm supposed to be on the lookout for male possibilities in my life and settling down as one of the faithful. But time and tide they say...

Back to my ecstatically bored existence in Fayetteville like I was on to earlier on, I am without a sewing machine and a glue gun and this makes my artistic tendencies float. I must confess that got me depressed. I have being meaning to but one of each but feel rather embarrassed about carrying a sew machine all the way from ...to Murchison. So I'm stuck! 

What am I doing at FSU: teaching Yoruba language to fellow Americans who have a flair of living in the Diaspora or is it just a case of easy grades?! My students really are great and have all picked a Yoruba name for themselves. Isn't that just great! Anyway I'm thinking of floating the idea of we have a dress party wearing the Yoruba attires. Let's hope it all gels with them!

By the way folks, no one seems to be making any comments on the give-away I'm hosting! Ha! Guys help out....

See ya!