Regular followers and visitors to this site will know I'm using BLOGGERS WERE CHILDREN TOO! for my theme this year. I hope you're enjoying reading about bloggers, some you know and some you may not yet know, as they respond to some prompts I sent out. I've been so grateful for their responses as it helped me to get to know them better, admire their stunning cuteness as babes, and delighted me with random facts.
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O is for Ojo (Adura Ojo)
I WAS BORN IN: London, England UK of Nigerian middle class parents. My parents came to study in the UK, in the swinging 60s. They had my sister and I while in the UK and took us back to Nigeria years later.
I GREW UP IN: Lagos and Ibadan (Nigerian Cities). Lagos used to be the capital of Nigeria until it was changed to Abuja. Ibadan is home to Nigeria's first university, which is my Alma Mater. I had a happy childhood with four siblings. I attended a catholic primary school and went to boarding school for my secondary education. Our house was always full with friends and cousins coming over during Easter, Summer and Christmas vacations.
MY FAVOURITE HOME WAS IN: Ire-Akari Estate, Lagos, Nigeria. It is in a surburb of Lagos and was newly built in 1970s when we moved there. Although we were not there for long, I have very happy memories of our home there. It was a beautiful estate with neighbours from different ethnic backgrounds (Italians, Germans, Indians, Americans) - which kind of opened my eyes to the world around me. Our next door neighbour was a German expatriate. Not the friendliest man in the neighbourhood at the time. He would scowl at us like we were going to come through his gate and wreak havoc or something. The hustle and bustle of Lagos is unlike anywhere else I've ever lived. Lagos is hard to describe, a melting pot of sorts. It's like any big city but perhaps with a bit more hustle. Got to have your wits about you.There's a famous Lagosian quip: If you survive Lagos, you can live anywhere!
MY BEST CHILDHOOD MEMORY IS: Going with my parents and sister to Bar Beach in Lagos. I remember going on a boat to somewhere called Torquay Bay and visiting family friends in a creekside surburb of Lagos known as Maroko. At Christmas, we would all dress up in our identical traditional attires, hair plaited, women in the backyard cooking up a storm on firewood, the smell of which adds authentic flavours to Nigerian staples: Jollof Rice, Pounded Yam, Plantains, Moin Moin and a whole array of delicious stews. I also have lovely memories of listening to ABBA, Boney M, Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, Jackson 5, and Shalamar. I remain an ABBA fan to this day.
MY WORST CHILDHOOD MEMORY IS: Having my hair plaited by local 'hairdressers' who were elderly women you did not mess with. They carried fear in their combs and their hands on a child's scalp. If a child spoke out about feeling pain, it got worse.
TODAY I LIVE IN the UK - with my two children and partner
PROUDEST WRITER MOMENT: A performance of my poetry in London last year.
RANDOM FACT ABOUT ME: I can smile like a fish - shape my mouth like that of a fish and smile. I'm just not sure that fish do smile:)
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I hope you've enjoyed meeting/learning more about Adura. Please come by tomorrow for something completely different - we visit with Peter Olson from Peter's Paris.