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Catering for our differences.

   WE ARE ONE.           

                     Back then in  secondary school, a lot of things mattered. I used to be among the "pens with tiny mouth" lovers. (And I still am๐Ÿ˜Œ). I never used to like writing with any pen that had a fat tip. If I got a new note, or had to write something at my convenience, I always used a pen with a tiny mouth. Lucky corer was my favourite then. When writing  exams, I wouldn't dare go in with a big "mouth biro". I had my reasons then. Since writing with fat tip pen  was never my choice, somehow, it always affected my mood, and my handwriting too. I noticed if I used any "big mouth biro", instead of concentrating while writing, I'll be busy bemoaning my  handwriting, and cursing whatever situation that made me use that pen in the first place. Because of this, while coming from home for a new term, I usually buy my biros and come with them. About ten lucky corer biros, firmly tied together with rubber band, tucked away in the net side of my box, and that's the way I'll be managing them till the end of the term๐Ÿ˜‚. I wouldn't want to take chances, and be in a situation where I'll need to borrow, because then, I'll have no choice.

            On the other hand, there were fans of "big mouth biros"๐Ÿคฆ. Leo smart, Bic and the likes. That time, it looked so somehow to me. And just like me, these persons could also go extreme with their choices. They'll literally tell you that tiny mouth biros are not firm, and wouldn't give them their best handwriting, yen yen yen๐Ÿ˜.

            Then, there was the neutral category. These ones could either buy seven different brands of biros from home, or worse still, borrow from people randomly, the type of tip notwithstanding. It's mainly these ones that buy biros regularly from the school's tuckshop, because they can afford to use any brand they're given.

             I  had a close friend, who never has the cover of her pen on it, while writing.  Like, if you give her a new biro, or she buys one, she doesn't wait for the cover to go missing as usual. She literally removes the cover by herself, puts it in her locker, and starts writing. Someone would say maybe she doesn't want it to get missing. But no, that's not it. I once asked her why, and she told me she doesn't like to write with the biro cover on. Like she just doesn't like it. The pen would look so long and formal or something. And, I'm like, Who does that??๐Ÿ˜ณ

             In my own case, I love biro covers on them. I protect my biro cover with all I have, because when I lose it, the biro looses taste in my eyes. It'll begin to irritate me. Sometimes, I even go to the length of keeping the covers of my old pens, so that I'll keep it for my next biro, incase the cover gets lost.

          I fancy writing my subheadings in red. I know persons that don't like the sight of red in their notebooks. I could make do with blue or black biro, some persons would never use black biro in their notebooks ๐Ÿ˜‚.

              The examples are inexhaustible. Our choices of food, styles of eating, spec of people, view of things, keep emphasizing that we all have differences. Even you, can pinpoint some of these differences at the snap of a finger. As humans, no matter how alike you may be with someone, there's always that point you'll get you where both of you would differ on something.

             It's fine. There's nothing wrong in that. In short, that's what completes us. I don't know if you've ever become uneasy when everyone involved in something, take the same sides, and are of the same opinion. I've been there before, and it doesn't really go down well with me. In times like that, no matter how much I love the popular side, I'll begin to think about points in favour of the other side. I'll be thinking.."someone has to differ nau๐Ÿ’”.

           It's the different fruits, that makes us call it a fruit salad. It's the multiple colours, that completes it as a rainbow.  When you begin to see it this way, that we have it better. Look out for the beauty in the difference. Always recognize that everyone is welcome to the table. The differences wouldn't stop coming, so don't start a mission of getting everyone to the same side. Give out your opinion respectfully, and welcome that of another.  Someone's view doesn't make you feel good? Shut it out of your space. You do that for yourself. And learn to be okay when someone doesn't take your side. God-willing,We all would still  thrive๐Ÿ™Œ.   

  


               Thank you for reading till this point. We're currently on the #EndSARS issh. Shout out to you all who have lent your voices online and offline. God bless you♥️๐ŸŒน. If you have not, please do so, in the little way you can. I pray God crowns our efforts with resounding results. Keep being resilient, and have a super amazing week ahead. Your favorite writer, Joy๐Ÿ’œ.


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