Dear Mummy, Have you seen how beautiful I've grown to become? Can you see what this beautiful makeup artist, Peace Wofi Kelly did to my face? I was blinking endlessly when she was recreating my looks for the interview but she pampered me and was so loving and patient with me. I couldn't help but crush on myself while it last Finally, the interview is over and the day gone But I have a lot of worries locked on my inside I needed to talk to you and ask some serious questions I know you won't hesitate to answer I needed us to sit and dialogue the way we used to before you journeyed to the world beyond These questions banging my head, worries demented on my mind are choking me. Can you hear me, Mum? Can you just talk to me once again, maybe in the dream or any possible way I can understand? I've tried my best to abide by the guidance you gave when we were younger and I've grown to be a lady I know you're proud of. I am contented and hav
Dear Miracle, You won the admiration of many with your tenacity, strong will and never-say-never kind of spirit. Your competitive nature was second to none, as you constantly gave us nothing but your very best. You were intentional in your moves as well as very calculated in your attempts. You shuned every form of distraction and never allowed love get in your way. In your eyes, I saw zeal...in your approach, I saw focus...in your spirit, I saw a force no one in the house could reckon with. . . Just the same way rockets launch forth unrestrained, you Aced your way through and we couldn't help but fall in love with your intelligence and highly competitive nature. To all these, I say you deserve the #45 Million and all the glamour attached to your win. . . Presently, the Double Wahala has taken off the shores of South Africa, down to Nigeria and further stretched to the land of Imo. You're indeed an illustrious son and have done your state proud. Amidst all these, I hav