THE RUTH OLLY BLOG (Lifestyle, Health and Relationship)

  I'm that kind of girl who writes a lot of "epistles" on her status, especially for birthday wishes, thanksgiving and all that.  It occurred to me that I had a lot to offer through writing and not just any writing but by sharing my experiences in a way others can relate with and learn from.  During the COVID-19 break, I messaged my colleague; Olabode Ifeoluwa, who had started writing on medium platform, on how I can start writing there as well, of which she put me through the process.  I wrote about 3 posts with my free trial after which I noticed a limitation especially for my readers; most of them were unable to read my posts due to the need for subscription. Then it occurred to me to create a blog instead, and then it all started.  THE RUTHOLLY BLOG WAS CREATED.  And today it is a year old.  Help came from different angles.  A big thank you to Archimedes, who messaged me about my blog and from our discussion realized I'll need a logo and then provided me one.  I s

What will you do if there is no one to cheer you on?  When there is no cheerleader for your team, no spectators to clap and shout your name, will you still play effectively? That is one question I want to ask football players when I get the chance😄 Is your motivation extrinsic or intrinsic? Because although extrinsic motivation goes a long way, the most important motivation for you is you. Growing up, I heard a lot of my classmates in primary and secondary school talk about how their parents check their books and monitor them as they do their assignment, I was like, really?  no one tells me to go do my assignment or check my books.  I'm my own boss mehn (lemme feel myself small😂) because my parents, mom especially, didn't have to push me to do assignments or read my books. Even when she wants to send me on some non-urgent errands sometimes, I tell her to please allow me complete my assignments and she gives me time (as per the understanding mother that she is😄). So the truth

 Have you given something to the point of shedding tears.  There was a day I was dropping my offering in church and I was crying, people thought I was being moved by the ministration, na serious pain I dey feel, you would ask why?  Well, besides the transport fare to get back home, I had no money on me, especially for food.  Meanwhile they tell us not to give with the mindset of getting it back from God, but, my God! I just be like God, if you no want make I die of hunger, I have to get blessed by someone in return o 😄 I can't even remember what happened after, but I definitely did not starve😉  Anyway, let me share another moment with you. Has God ever told you to give someone something of which you barely have enough, yet they have in surplus? Kai, or do you have this constraint on you such that you even find it difficult to receive from people because all you're used to is to give even when you barely have.  Only those kind of people will understand this passage well. I duf

In the spirit of my induction into nursing profession, I decided to share one particular experience I would never forget, perhaps there's something to learn from it.  It was my first test as a fresh undergraduate of nursing science in the University of Ibadan. The anatomy test, embryology in particular, was to last for 15 minutes, 3 questions. It was an essay, so believe me when I say 5 minutes was far from being enough to attempt one question. 5 minutes is probably not enough to think and organize your thoughts actually not to talk of writing it down. Anyway, I had read and prepared well, when the questions were given, mehn, I had a lot to write down even drawings to back my answers since in anatomy, your drawings earn you more marks.  The examiner said we should start, I had no wrist watch to manage my time with, yet I had this enormous ideas to write down but limited time. I had just finished answering the 2nd question in the 2nd answer sheet when I heard "time up" We

Since this is my first post in 2021, let me officially say, "Happy new year".  Thank you so much for reading my blog all the way. Your feedback means a lot, because whenever I feel lazy to write😆, I remember there's someone out there waiting to hear from me. I love you all. Moving on to what I have for you today, you know how we start the year with fresh resolutions and plans/ideas, in general, I found that a lot of people use the beginning of the year as a time to declutter: take out old contacts, unsubscribe from irrelevant subscriptions, leave WhatsApp group pages that are no longer beneficial to them, etc.  For me, I did the little decluttering I could do😄 and I certainly did not have new year resolutions. I didn't have a list to name "new year resolutions" because I did a lot of reviews about my life in the past year in December, and by the end of that month, I had already started living based on the modifications I made for myself from those reviews

  I was about 8 years old when I visited a family with my dad. I was watching TV in their sitting room when the light went off. I was disappointed initially, until the man went out and within 2 minutes, there was light again. I asked my dad if NEPA (as the Electricity distribution company was called then) restored the light, he said no, it's a generator. I had never heard of a generator before in my life and didn't get the opportunity to see one that day, but I remember leaving their house with the idea that the man must be very wealthy enough to own a generator. Years later we had our own generator, and we have used several ones since then. My cousin told me about the first time she saw a DSTV dish, her neighbours had just bought one. According to her, it was brought in with a big truck and was so big that several men had to carry it in. I could not imagine a dish that big because by the time we owned   a DSTV dish, it was so portable that I could carry it alone without breaki

  While packing the Jollof rice we cooked towards my dad and mum's birthday thanksgiving that morning, this boy of about 6 years was helping us to pack the Styrofoam disposable plates. He observed there were 3 colours of the Styrofoam disposable plates; blue, pink and yellow. He looked up and told his mother that he loved the blue plates more, then he added, "I'm going to be given a food from the blue plate in church today". I looked up at him immediately because his words caught my attention. I just felt this boy spoke from a place of confidence, he was so sure of himself getting the blue plate. So I said "Make sure you come and show me the colour of the food pack you get today". Fast forward to the end of service, I had forgotten all about our morning conversation. The boy ran towards me and said "I told you so, I got the blue plate" (Of course, the kids line up while their coordinators hand over their food to them. They don't pick it themsel