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    Life Through the Mirror: Experience
    Life Through the Mirror: Experience
    Life Through the Mirror: Experience
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    Life Through the Mirror: Experience

    By Philomena Ngwodo Uwaifo

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    The book is a fantastic work of art, with simple language and a style that is readable to all; it is one among few with a unique way of expressing various feelings. As it relates to life, it takes you through the mind of the author in relation to lifes many troubles and through the mirror of life, telling a story of struggles, triumphs, courage, and victory in the storms of life.

    As a single mother who tasted the bitterness of life both as a child and an adult, it behoves her to tell her story through poems of expression flowing from the pen to help others in and out of similar situations in life. Right from the onset of this collection you can sense the determination to succeed even amongst the thorns of life. The book is a compactable family entertainment journal which is very suitable for every family member and friend.

    The author flawlessly writes different stories in poetic language which portrays every aspect of human life. She makes reading easy by her humour in the face of distress, making even serious matters of the heart, life, and existence lighter for us to survive. Basically, the poems give voice to millions of people out there who may be voiceless, ignored, rejected, or abandoned by those who are supposed to listen and love them. This is for all of you.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateJan 16, 2014
    ISBN9781491851470
    Life Through the Mirror: Experience
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    Philomena Ngwodo Uwaifo

    As a child, I always dreamt of telling stories through my writing. I have had the privilege of growing up in the eye of the world from my mind’s eye. I grew up as the fifth child and second daughter of a seasoned, disciplined police officer with a large family of ten children from my mother alone (we are made up of six boys and four girls). It was never a rosy childhood for me. Ours was a low-income African family with only a good name to our credit. I never had the opportunity of been pampered or loved as I would have wanted as a child. Rather, I was the tiny little child who was ignored, scorned, and rejected by those who should have taught me how to navigate through the difficult stages of my troubled, lonely life. Even now, I am not fully accepted by those whose family tree I am descended from. Not allowing this to deter me or my dreams, I grew up living my life through the flow of pen, ink, and paper. I fell deeply in love with writing. I started writing what I felt, talking to myself in my own little world through the pen. It started when I was about 14 years of age, in the congested one-bedroom apartment that I shared with my parents and other siblings. I now found my voice in writing to express what I felt and what I was going through. It was an avenue for me to live the kind of life I wanted, from another world, through the mirror of life. Sometimes I stayed away from the family, refusing to eat my meals (when there were meals) or talk with anybody, because I felt I was being deprived of love and attention. But I was once again ignored and rejected by those who gave me life. To this day, I still believe it could be because my parents had too many of us, so there was no time for poor me. Alas! This was the beginning of a journey that has brought me to keep this date with destiny, as I have always prayed to God to help me impact my generation positively. For once in my life I want my voice to be heard – and heard for positive change! I was nicknamed “the wall gecko” as a child. That was because I hardly ever went out of the house or kept many friends; instead, I spent most of my time writing poems in my notebook, expressing what I could not say freely to anyone. Most of what you are reading now is a translation of my life as I felt through the stages from childhood to adulthood. Then I started having relationships involving betrayal, back-stabbing, heartbreak, and all other not-too-pleasant experiences with those I thought to be my own. That was before I found love in my husband, Yekinni Jinodu Uwaifo, my pillar of strength, love, and comfort. He is a husband in a million, who gave all for my love. For this I am eternally grateful to him forever. I have the privilege of having my two wonderful sons, in whom I am well proud out of my heartbreaks of love. I did not allow those to stop me from realizing my dreams; the troubles of those periods of my life never deterred me from achieving my goals. I came out stronger – you can too! I learnt. I turned the troubles of my life to the glories of my life and the disgrace of my life to the grace in my life! So, too, can you. Today, I am truly blessed and happy to tell you about that life that was in shadows but that needed to see the light. This is a compelling story for all to read, enjoy, interpret, relate, and learn from as you go through the ropes of life. After high school, I struggled to obtain a higher diploma degree in journalism and practiced same for over fifteen years in my country, Nigeria. I rose to the pinnacle of my profession, climaxing as the Editor in Chief and Publisher of the Niger Delta Mouthpiece Newspaper, a local tabloid I started on my own before relocating to join my husband in the United States of America. I have always loved to touch lives positively one way or another and help contribute constructively to my generation through my writings. I want to love and give joy to others – and this is the way to do it!

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      Life Through the Mirror - Philomena Ngwodo Uwaifo

      © 2014 Philomena Ngwodo Uwaifo. All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

      Published by AuthorHouse 01/10/2014

      ISBN: 978-1-4918-5149-4 (sc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4918-5148-7 (hc)

      ISBN: 978-1-4918-5147-0 (e)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2014900626

      Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models,

      and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

      Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

      Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

      CONTENTS

      About the Author

      Money

      December Is Unique

      That Memorable Crucible

      The Prime Mover

      Constance

      Special Someone: My Son

      Sadness

      Tomorrow

      And She Died… Lydia

      My Mother

      Moon

      The King’s Mother

      Moments

      A Friend

      Life

      Somebody

      Cancer, The Moon Child

      By The Cross Of Water

      The Day I Became Free!

      My Wish

      To Hold Me

      Divine

      The Window

      It Hurts

      With A Smile On My Face

      Illusions

      Love: Any Name Applicable

      Lady Cherry

      Sweet

      The Mighty Lion

      Friends

      Omo ‘N’ Oba

      Yekinni

      My Arabian Prince

      Mask Monster

      The Call

      The Palace Jesters

      The Three Of Us

      Millennium

      To Myself

      The Wind

      The Cable Seller

      I Like My Country, Nigeria

      Rottenness

      My Life

      The Ritual

      The Dictator

      Sun

      The Drunkard

      Wars

      My Sons

      Nigeria, My Great Country

      Accidents

      The Dead And Death

      Our Mother

      Call Me What You Like

      Teachers Are Great

      The Rich Man

      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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      As a child, I always dreamt of telling stories through my writing. I have had the privilege of growing up in the eye of the world from my mind’s eye. I grew up as the fifth child and second daughter of a seasoned, disciplined police officer with a large family of ten children from my mother alone (we are made up of six boys and four girls). It was never a rosy childhood for me. Ours was a low-income African family with only a good name to our credit. I never had the opportunity of been pampered or loved as I would have wanted as a child. Rather, I was the tiny little child who was ignored, scorned, and rejected by those who should have taught me how to navigate through the difficult stages of my troubled, lonely life.

      Even now, I am not fully accepted by those whose family tree I am descended from. Not allowing this to deter me or my dreams, I grew up living my life through the flow of pen, ink, and paper. I fell deeply in love with writing. I started writing what I felt, talking to myself in my own little world through the pen. It started when I was about 14 years of age, in the congested one-bedroom apartment that I shared with my parents and other siblings. I now found my voice in writing to express what I felt and what I was going through. It was an avenue for me to live the kind of life I wanted, from another world, through the mirror of life. Sometimes I stayed away from the family, refusing to eat my meals (when there were meals) or talk with anybody, because I felt I was being deprived of love and attention. But I was once again ignored and rejected by those who gave me life.

      To this day, I still believe it could be because my parents had too many of us, so there was no time for poor me. Alas! This was the beginning of a journey that has brought me to keep this date with destiny, as I have always prayed to God to help me impact my generation positively. For once in my life I want my voice to be heard—and heard for positive change! I was nicknamed the wall gecko as a child. That was because I hardly ever went out of the house or kept many friends; instead, I spent most of my time writing poems in my notebook, expressing what I could not say freely to anyone.

      Most of what you are reading now is a translation of my life as I felt through the stages from childhood to adulthood. Then I started having relationships involving betrayal, back-stabbing, heartbreak, and all other not-too-pleasant experiences with those I thought to be my own. That was before I found love in my husband, Yekinni Jinodu Uwaifo, my pillar of strength, love, and comfort. He is a husband in a million, who gave all for my love. For this I am eternally grateful to him forever.

      I have the privilege of having my two wonderful sons, in whom I am well proud out of my heartbreaks of love. I did not allow those to stop me from realizing my dreams; the troubles of those periods of my

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