I think i love my small town

After my mandatory service in the NYSC in 2008, I got a call from my older sister’s friend (turned out to be my sister in-law 3 years later), informing me of a job opening at her place of employment in Lagos. They needed an accountant and they needed him/her immediately. I was told there was going to be an interview in less than a week. I was excited about this news because there was something else drawing me to Lagos…story for another day.

Long story short, I left Makurdi two days later, I got to Lagos safely, I got the job and I started immediately. I lived and worked in lagos from mid 2008 till early 2010. I didn’t like it all of the time but I guess the city life grew on me. It didn’t matter if it was raining or if it wasn’t, people woke up extra early and hit the streets till very very late when everyone headed back into their houses. The word I would like to use to describe Lagos is “movement”. Every moment was an action moment.

To be honest, If I didn’t have a driving force taking me to Lagos I may never have considered the job offer. I’m more of a small town girl. I could totally live in a city but I wouldn’t enjoy it.

So for the very same reason I jumped at the job in lagos, I returned to my small town, Makurdi. I think I may have gotten a bit used to the life in the city because I think i totally forgot one major trait of small towns… they sleep.

Small towns sleep, they do what they want, when they want. I was made to remember this one morning in 2010, shortly after I had returned from Lagos, I had ran out of the house at 7:30am on one rainy morning to grab an audio and video (AV ) cable from the electronic shop. It took me 5 minutes to get there (one of the advantages of a small town). When I met ALL the shops on the street locked I became a bit confused. I thought, maybe they were waiting for 8am. It wasn’t till about 8:30 when some shop owners started to show up. I finally bought my cord at 8:45. I was really shocked. How did I even forget that this was normal here? After all I had spent only two years away.

Plaza across the street on a Monday morning

Fast forward to today, 11 years later, I still live in my small town. It’s another rainy morning. I drop my son SonTer off at school and head to my bake shop. My staff are not here yet, I guess they are at home, after all it’s raining. The always busy plaza across the street is deserted…On a Monday morning…because it is raining. I use my key and open up the my shop. I’m siting outside, enjoying my cup of tea while I wait for my staff to come to work and for the town to fully come alive.

Waiting for the town to come alive

I love my small town but sometimes it annoys me… Maybe most times.😁

6 thoughts on “I think i love my small town

  1. I feel you on the town. ..That town but kai, sometimes e dey drain. That’s why I ran to my bigger small town, Abuja.
    You are really my sister o. I love Brighton for this very same reason and everytime I went to London or when I visited Manchester, I felt very out of place. The worst was New York. I guess it follows that wherever we are, whether in Nigeria or anywhere in the world, we prefer our cool woods where we can sleep when we want and run around without traffic jams.

    Hmmm, I just might have to write a short piece on my travels based on this o. But kai, Mimi, I am getting more fascinated at how many things we have in common that I either took for granted or had no clue about.

    Is it a coincidence that you are super talented blogger who takes a slice of life and translates it into something relatable, entertaining and enjoyable?

    Live long and may the times bless us in whatever towns we find ourselves, be they big small towns or small big towns.

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    1. You haven’t the faintest clue what this comment means to me.
      I’m going to share it for the world.

      Thanks Su, my brother, my friend, my many other things


  2. Beautiful write up Mimi. Indeed, small towns are never in a hurry to wake up or go about their activities. Those who have lived in fast paced cities never fathom the slow pace and find it hard adjusting.

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    1. Thank you Sarah, the difference is really so much. I think people from small towns adjust better in fast paced cities than the reverse


  3. Everything has it’s own advantages. Makurdi is a very hot small town, once there is a little cold, everyone wants to make the best out of the weather. No wonder we have so many August and September babies in Makurdi.

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