One In Every 4 persons is mad

I watched this on STV this evening. It was incredibly funny.

STATISTICS SHOW THAT ONE IN EVERY 4 PERSONS IS MAD

 

CHECK YOUR FRIENDS

 

ARE THEY OK?

 

YES?

 

THAT MEANS YOU ARE !

Personally, I don’t agree with the above. 

I believe the 4 could all be mad. Perhaps, the only reason I and my friends are not in a Psychiatric Hospital is that our level of madness doesn’t meet the cut-off mark required for admission. Can I hear an amen?

Then again, you might be mad and no one has noticed yet. Take Insanity Test.

Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?

Take that, FRCN!

 

Friends tend to ask sensible questions. Sometimes.

Onyeka once asked me why the chicken crossed the road. I did not get it, then and as at yesterday, I still had not). 

Today, I was solving a crossword puzzle when I saw the word, chicken. I recalled Onyeka’s question and, this time, I had the answer. 

Did your parents give you that lecture about looking left, right and left again before crossing a road? Mine did. Love to mum and dad for that! Do you look before crossing a road? I look left, right, left, right again (one can never be too careful).

'Look left, right and left again' is a way of taking caution, assessing your chances before you make a move. 

In real life, there are times when that rule will leave us sweating and not taking a single step.  Chike says, 'If all you ever do is take caution, you'll get to a point of stagnation'. That means that there are times when you should just act without thinking because you'll find reasons to not act when you think.

One of such times, for me, is 'approaching people'. 

Many find it so easy to walk up to people and engage them in conversations. Nonso does not. Oh, I can keep you enthralled in conversation, but taking that first step towards you is the hurdle that tripped the horse. 

Many times I have tried to approach people, talk with them, but each time I always thought, “what if they don’t like me?” “What they ignore me?” “What if they blow me off?” “What if they think I’m too handsome for them?” “What if …?” 

 I have been looking for French students to converse with in UNILAG. I have seen a lot, but always got cold feet when it got to approaching them. 

Yesterday, I heard a pretty damsel speaking French. This time, I did not think (not necessarily because she is pretty). I just walked up to her and, abracadabra, I got a friend with whom I could converse in French.  

Now, I’ve figured it out. Now, Onyeka and my fellow shy friends, I can tell you why the chicken crossed the road. He did not look left, right and left again.

Why, What Great Eyes You Have! All the Better to read 'Taciturn Turned Talkative'

We begin to appreciate writers when we find that it is one thing to have a story, it is another to know how to tell it. 

I am Udechukwu Nonso Osita. You can call me Nonso. I am a shy premedical student of UNILAG (shy being the operative word here). This means that the time many others spend socializing, I spend thinking or reading (not necessarily schoolbooks). 

My blog, uononso.blogspot.com (pronounced ‘you owe Nonso’), gives me an opportunity to ‘express myself’ to many. I may not talk much when in the company of others, but I most certainly have a lot in my head. ‘Taciturn Turned Talkative’ lets you into the head of a ‘really shy’ ‘man of few words’. 

Permit me to officially welcome you to the “Udechukwu Show”.