Saturday, November 16, 2019

Sermon period..

ODERA shares Early Christmas Gift to Our Young Girls by Mazi Odera POg JP.

Happy Sunday Friends, Demons pretending to be friends, Enemies of Chameleon nomecreature.
Every one kindly take yours. 

Today, my own Christmas comes early, especially to our Girls, though I Know many may despise me for speaking the truth, but the question remains.. Do I sound like one who is worried that my Truth hurts?.

I have just one guiding principle, and it depends on you to make it easier, I agree that.. TRUTH IS MY STANDARD, ACCEPT IT WITH GOOD FAITH OR I SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT.. 

So when I make a presentation on issue, if you disagree, just try and educate me, it doesn't matter how you want to bring it, if you want, come with Acidic tongue, I have the capacity to bridle your untrained tongue, if you come as a Friend with sound reason, I will explain again to minut all that you wants clarified.

Young Girls, especially Umu agbogho Ndigbo which is my constituency, as Igbo parlance provide, ekesia na ama, eburu naba na Obi (Charity begins at Home). 

I want to address the Current Slaying Madness, the lives we live that make things complicated and we go to Consult and blame even Devil and Evil people, whereas we aided or we caused the main problem.

As we all hung on Facebook and Whatsapp, you are a Young Woman or married Woman but your choice of words are filled with Filth and derogatory nuances, you felt you have the right to speak your mind, infact, nobody can control you... 

Come with me Nnem, you are right, nobody wants to Control you, but do not ever think that somebody will accept to have you as his burden.

Young Girl as you grow up from 16 to 23, you are like TOMATO, and Men whistle after you, everyday you step out, more than 3 Men or Boys will collect your number for a Follow Up toasting, then in your mind you have them lined up, if anyone mess up, you drop him and switch to many others and it was working for you.. 

Hold my Hand Dear, men calls You  Tomato Jos and your head swells like Garri Soaked with Water, do you know that Tomato even Nke Jos can only last for days after plucking and maintained, after that, it will shrink, rotten and got thrown out, that is if it did not get useful inside our Stew.

Same thing is applicable to Human, with all your beauties, with all the Men drooling after you, if you pass the age of marriage, those Men will silently disappearing one after another and you may think that somebody is using Charm to dissuade them, but just stay with me, I am that UNCLE nobody wants around but needs around because he will tell you the truth that Hurts badly, but which is always a Solution to bad situations. 

While you Shine like Tomato, your attitude is I DON'T CARE, your Phones, some of you has 2 Most Expensive Phones with 2 lines each making it 4 numbers and you are not working or having a business that warrants such, unless we assume that your cleavage has become a marketable business, but moving on... 

You are in Class, all your attention is between your phone, after class, your home work is which of them to visit. 

The ones you visit, your lines will be ringing like FORMER NITEL SWITCH BOARD... Listen those men or potential Husband reads along the line, infact to You , you are Coded, but read my lips, all the Codes you have is like ABCD to any man that wants to have future with you, and once you started speaking the language he knew is not inline with what you are or what he think you are, he knew you are a living lie or A slut in a disfigured disguise . 

He will silently drop you in his mind, but to you, you have caged that Idiot for marriage, but it will be certain when you think you are done playing and he is done taking your crap, he will look for a marriage type of Girl and you start crying and swearing that HE USED YOU AND DUMP YOU, but he knew that you are USED BY OTHERS, and Men I know prefer to marry a WIFE not a WHORE.

Have you wondered why a Man who is your Fiancee can't take you to Social gathering?. 

May be you dress like decorated Akwuna with the AGING INDUCED CHEMICAL you girls uses on your faces and call it Make up, or the Witches broom on your EYE LIDS, or the Nails like that of a Vampire on your nails painted like onye bidolu olu Painter ofuru. 

A man wants a NATURAL YOU, unless you think that God erred the way he creates you, so you try helping God to create a better you.. 
That way, when a man sees you, he is seeing a Chemical version which is confusing with conflicts. 

Put yourself in his position, if You  are a man, will you allow such Girl to be your wife?. 

If your own brother brings a Girl of your Type, will you shut up and allow him to walk into bondage?.

Do you know that once your Fiance tells the siblings about having intention to marry you, they will simply go through your Facebook Wall and other Social Media places and what you wrote, the pictures you posted, the responses you gave is enough to know who you are.
Emesia ina acho ife na eme gi. 

Then in that your school, there must be a Sister or Brother or friend to your Finacee who he should ask after you, the response will be an EYE Opener and it might be an Innocent appraisal, not one provided to indict or with Malice.

If you are a Mother and your son brought your type as a Wife to be, would you accept her while banking on "My Son Love her" premise?.

Do You  actually think that nobody knows your way?.. Haven't you heard the parlance of Ukwu na eje Wala Wala, na Anya na afu fiam Fiam will always accoust it.

Then acting like Queen of Sheba has become a part of You , where you think you decide what goes, how to run a home and what you want your man to be... 

Did it not occur to you that he has Brothers and Sisters who also will want to Heal him from anything that you may have used to Held him?.

If you truly think you are an IGBO Girl and wants to have the brand of Future that befits, just take stock of your life and start living right.

If you want to be a wife, start behaving like one... Just make yourself the woman you will want your Blood Brother to marry. 

Ekwuchagom and I am off to church with my EKPERE NA ABU to chant "Onye obia no na onu Uzo, ka OBATA, ka obata tutu O'la....

Mazi Odera POg JP Doing the Job of an Uncle with good mind, but ready with Utali incase any gbaza queen jumps out. 

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