SECOND OF ALL; INTRODUCTION
My name is Unekwu. ’Unekwu’ means ‘the will of God’. Look it
up, it’s in the dictionary!
When I got baptized, I told my mother I wanted to
have a baptismal name since it wasn’t compulsory to be named after your baptism
in my home church. She let me choose the name Sarah. I thought it was too
conventional to spell my name as S-A-R-A-H so I decided to spell mine as
S-E-R-A-H. The annoying thing though is that over the years, people always
crucified my name, still do. I had all kinds of variations to the name; Onikwu,
Oleku, Nneku, Inaeku, the list goes on. So I decided to further frustrate
people by not publicly bearing my English/Baptismal name. Someone once told me
that when most girls come of age, they drop their local names and take up a
more ‘sleek’ name. I guess I wasn’t or am not so sleek after all. What I am is
fantastic and unique, made in the image and likeness of God Almighty with a pocket
full of dreams and all sorts of potentials to achieve them.
I happen to be the first born child into a family of four;
two sisters and a brother, in that order. Being the first, I was recruited into
the fields of leadership and responsibility by providence and parents.
Throughout my life I found myself being heavily responsible
wherever I found myself. At home I had to lead several delegations, e.g. the
emancipation of our domesticity, the delegation to wear trousers, among others.
From primary through secondary schools
and into university, I took on several leadership roles as well.
I haven’t quite reached
a point in my life where I can tell a grass to grace story or a story that
completely defines me. So I’d simply share a few things in my life with you.
I grew up in the serene town of Makurdi in Benue
state. With a choleric mum & a phlegmatic dad which means we had a lot of comedic days.
Whenever my father did anything that my mother deemed classless, she would say
to him that that was the behavior of people who were not born in hospitals. (Meaning
that she was born in a hospital which explains why she is so full of class and
grace.) My father on the other hand would say that her being born in a hospital
explains why she got ill so very often so he was proud to have been born at
home and fed with herbs.
Growing up was a lot
of fun until the funds stopped coming in. By the time I was ready to
get into senior secondary school, neither of my parents had a source of income. I can say
that this experience of an abrupt turnaround of events affected me positively
and negatively. Negatively because I found it very difficult to focus on
studies in school with so little funds/provision being that I was used to
having what I needed. But even more positively because those experiences toughened me &
allowed me become very independent & entrepreneurial. At various stages I sold water,
music CDs, clothes, shoes, bags and all kinds of stuff to support lean
resources. During my University days, I volunteered at the school's radio station and whenever
our school shut down for a religious crisis or the legendary Universities strike, I
always found a job or a major activity.
Archaeology was my course of study in ABU Zaria; another part
of my life people found weird. In retrospect, I could not have studied a more
fantastic course. It paved a new way of thinking for me and inspired ambition.
Fast forward into my NYSC days I’d barely served 6 months
in Ogun State when I got employed into an organization in Lagos and had to relocate to Lagos.
Life in Lagos started in 2009. Adaptation was not a challenge
for me. I quickly adjusted to the life style. Adaptation was one major thing
studying Archaeology had taught me. Almost immediately I fell in love with the madness
on the streets. I remember walking on the streets of Ogba one evening. My
shoulder hurt from several people bumping into me as it was a very busy road. I
remember laughing in my tracks at the thrills and excitement in the air and thinking of Alicia Keys’ "
New York". Everyone was in this town
to make it by any means.
I've since then changed jobs, found NewSprings, joined Toastmasters, met the love of my life, gotten married and...everyday, there's a better version of me staring back on the other side of the mirror.
Life is beautiful.

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