One thing I have come to understand in life is that we are all wired differently. Growing up I did not like to cook, no scratch that, I hated anything that had to do with the kitchen.
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Everyone in my family was concerned because I was going to be a wife and mother in the future but I knew nothing about cooking, except making noddles and making cereals😂😂
You know the typical family setting where the girl child is taught and prepared to be a good wife and mother in the future so she can be a homemaker and a good cook to her husband and children, while the male child is allowed to play and have fun. No one teaches him how to make money or prep him up for his husband and fatherly roles in the future.
My elder sister was a good cook so it was so easy for me to escape the tons of lessons my Aunt taught her, it was easy to have what to eat readily available because she was the first child and first daughter of the family, so she literally did all the cooking with my Aunt and oh boy she did the job perfectly and I was at the sidelines cheering her on instead of learning😂😂
As a teenager I was a bit mischievous, I’d always pretend to be sick whenever my family was on a cooking spree during weekends, once they fell for my trick I would be exempted from everything. It got to a point where my kid sister started learning the ropes. She could go to the market and prepare simple meals while I the biggest cheerleader of the house would cheer her on😂😂 now that I think about it I feel so ashamed😂
It kept happening for a long time until my elder sister had to leave for college and that’s when she handed over the mantle of leadership to me, how do you hand over the mantle of leadership to someone who knew nothing about cooking?
My family was ready to make a mockery of me because they knew I didn’t know jack about cooking. I started paying my kid sister to help cook whenever my Aunt instructed me to cook for the house whenever she was unavailable. So my sister was perfecting her cooking skills as well as making money while I was there feeling like the smarty pants that I was.
My Aunt and Dad were happy that I was learning how to cook little did they know what was going on behind the scenes.
This kept happening until A relative of ours came to visit for a few weeks and this woman needed me to cook, she didn’t go out like my Dad and Aunt and she always liked to go to the kitchen. It was so hard for me that period, I couldn’t hang in there for a long time as she discovered I didn’t know how to cook and that it was my kid sister that was helping me out.
My Dad and Aunt were surprised at the news as they had always thought I was the one making all the meals that they usually had whenever my Aunt was not around to cook.
This particular Lady was so blunt, she did not filter her words as she said a lot of not-so-nice things to me and also laughed at me, I felt so ashamed, my ego was bruised, and I was hurt.
At that point, I needed to tell myself the truth that I was going to suck at being a wife and a mother if I didn't sit up.
Being all sad and tired of her constantly picking on me, I begged my dad to take me to my cousin's house for the long vacation and surprisingly he agreed.
I recounted the whole story to my cousin and begged her to teach me how to cook. My cousin was 5 years older than me so she was well-experienced when it came to cooking and cooking was her hobby.
I started learning the ropes even when I was getting a hang of it I was too scared to give it a try. My cousin kept encouraging me that it was okay to try and fail but wrong not to try at all but I was still afraid to cook.
Getting over my fear was so hard, in my head I knew all the recipes and steps to take but getting to work was a big problem.
I took a leap of faith one day when my Aunt told me my dad was coming to visit them and that was the first day I made a proper meal, I didn't make noodles or cereals like I usually did I made a proper meal for my father and he was stunned. He still didn't believe I was the one that prepared the food because of the different stunts I had pulled back at home, it took much convincing from my cousin and her Mum for him to believe and he was so happy.
To date, it’s so hard for my Dad to believe that I can cook because I hated cooking and I had to learn it a bit late.
While I continued my cooking journey I was so shy of letting people taste my food because I felt I learnt how to cook very late and my meals were not yummy enough. It took so much to get rid of this fear. Now I can boldly say that my meals are delicious and every day I am learning new things in the culinary world🥰🥰
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Hahaha cheerleader of cookers , lmao 🤣😂...I couldn't stop laughing at this drama here
interesting,... you know many people had this fear, but in my case, my grandmother would cut my ears if i dare dodge on kitchen duties...I learned how to cook as early as 8 years old. Our African parents will tell you 101 reasons why you should learn how to cook... funny enough, your aunt didn't use soft word on you..lol
Well, the most important thing is that you are now the latest chef in town, exploring the culinary world 😍
Oh yeah, this right here is our wife material of the century🥰🥰🥰
Yes o May God’s name be praised
My own is, anything that Society say I must do as a woman I will not do. Let heaven fall 🌚😒🙄.
Cooking is very tiring for me, while I can cook very well, I love how the whole process goes.
Playing around with ingredients and finishing strong with something spectacular fascinates me but as I finish cooking that's it for me and any chores till the next Eke market day 🌚
Ahaha that's a fierce woman talking, I like your spirit baby girl😄
😂🤣 Thank you don't mention 😂
There is always that one auntie in every Nigerian family that can insult you inside out and still love you😂😂
Lol I tell you😂😂
It's a good news you finally decided on your own to start learning and start cooking, as a Nigerian girl and a mother to be, you can't run away from cooking different types and delicious meals.
In this country, our culture has so interwoven that cooking has been known as the major roll of women, men had just started helping us recently...so how can you not know how to cook😂
My dear being a woman alone isn’t easy then adding the different roles and responsibilities is just too much.
I am glad that I finally Learnt😃
You for show us the one where you don cook, we go taste am to be sure say you nauu sabiam. 😂😂😎
Amazing
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Wow... It's not common to come across a lady that doesn't like cooking at any point in her life. It's awesome that you have improved over the years. Your children needs to learn the rope from you.
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Yeah it wasn’t an easy task but I learnt it eventually😃
Thanks for stopping by dear friend😃
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Cheerleader! 😂😂 You know, I kept imagining how you were so comfortable cheering your younger sister up on something you also must do😀
It's a good thing you later learned
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Lol crazy right?? I feel so ashamed thinking about everything now😂😂
You know I also felt shy anytime someone had to eat my food? I would normally say oh, I didn’t add salt, the pepper is too much …the weather is hot so I didn’t add this…. I’m glad you took that bold step.
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Exactly!!! It was the same for me😂
All the same... The fact that You wake up to your responsibility at the end of the day make it better. Nice write up!