The Inspiredpreneur

                                You have limited time to use your talent. So what do you do with it?                         T reasure it once you identify it.                         A cknowledge that your talent is unique to you.                         L ook for opportunities to develop and deploy it.                         E mpower yourself to promote and brand i...

This is one moment I greatly worry that my pen might be unable to express the depth of excitement and gratitude I feel in my heart towards Friesland Campina, makers of Three Crowns Milk. Great things indeed come in little packages. From buying a promo pack of Three Crowns Milk, I ended up as one of the 6 finalists of the 2017 mom of the year award.   This has put me on the path of ‘mindful fitness’ and with all my family members now tagging along to Saturday dance aerobics class, the excitement is endless.   Yesterday, my daughters and I went to check out Best Western plus along Iyanganku, Ibadan, venue of the Three Crowns Milk sponsored buffet. My girls got home to announce that the restaurant is splendid and superb! This sure stirred the atmosphere in the house – My Mazi, Myself, 2 kids, 2 Ladies and 3 uncles. A small family you say. lol My little girl woke up this morning and asked, is it today that Three Crowns Milk is buying us lunch? Just like kids...

Memoirs Recently I was in a training session where participants were asked their hobbies. Hobbies like Cooking, Photography, Football, Travelling, and Learning were mentioned. This got me thinking about hobbies now and hobbies years ago. Growing up some thirty something years ago in South East Nigeria, I was an adventurous child who tried all sorts from tree climbing to baking, snail hunting, learning the piano, philately, photography, knitting, sewing, drawing, painting, and flower gardening. I had collections - coins and paper money no longer in use, sea shells, Pacesetter novel series, stamps. Today, I have over a thousand stamps in my stamp album (see some few clips below)  and oh my, I lobbied for stamps in secondary school like my very life depended on it. I could exchange a meal for a postage stamp back then. Themes on stamps taught me a lot about – African nations, Animals, Anniversaries of queen of England, Birds, Cultural dance, Festival...

Are you a woman living in South West Nigeria? Now this is one gathering designed with you in mind and I know you would not like to miss it! To register, visit : http://wcbpurpose.org.ng The other day it was #beboldforchange Now, the stakes have been raised by 'Change', #TheYouyoudesire

You gat to be Fit to try this! Some are born queens, some inherit the throne to become queens and some others work hard to be crowned queens. I do not play chess like my husband and daughter but they told me the queen is the most powerful piece in the game of chess. In beehives, the queen bee is the most important bee because she births all other bees that live in the hive. She is nurtured with a special diet - royal jelly. Most importantly, the queen bee has to wage battle against any potential queen bee before she becomes the only reproducing female left in the hive. A queen is an ambassador. A brand. A leader. A role model. An epitome of royalty. Last two weeks, I was privileged to participate as one of the six finalists for the 2017 Three Crowns Milk mom of the year award.   Here is a summary of my personal experience and take home lessons in my attempt to be crowned a queen. ·        Nothing beats a fit, healthy and smart mom. ...

The hunter’s gun and his skill lies between him and his kill.         For the writer, Pen and Prowess    For the Preacher, The word and The Spirit    For the Teacher, Knowledge and Passion    For the Fisherman, Fishing net and Bait    For the Seamstress, Needle and Thread    For The Mason, Trowel and Level. My father and a friend of his both in their late seventies had licensed double barrel shot guns while I was growing up. My father had a passion for hunting preying birds, grass cutters and wild pigs. He had an L-shaped bird nest that looked like one leg of a socking and his gun when not in use could be dismantled - butt, barrel and the gun sight. I imagine a real hunter getting ready for ‘work’. He dresses up. Checks the chamber  and safety lever of his dane gun and carefully selects his bullet. As he straps his sandals, he probably thinks of the wiles of the cunny...

My office is situated on a 1000ha of land in South West Nigeria. There are rows of Bell Apple trees along a stretch of road called North Drive. All the Bell apple trees are indeed shaped like bells and are almost of same height. This is what I call ‘God’s indelible signature in nature.’ The trees flower and fruit about thrice in a year if I am not mistaken. It is usually a beauty to behold the luscious pinkish-red bell apples amidst fresh green leaves and brown twigs. I have never seen my colleagues stop to stone the fruits and it has never crossed my mind to do same even though severally I had wondered what would happen if I stopped to do so. Call it civility. Once on the ground, the apples have been half eaten and not good for anything.   Squirrels! Squirrels!! Squirrels!!! (By the way, I work in an Agricultural Research Institute just in case you were wondering J if it’s a zoo). The squirrels have access to the apples unchallenged high up on the trees. The good...