Taking good look at those pictures makes me cry, and feel the good and nice atmosphere of then, when things are common and life sweets no PRESERVETIVE and we live long

No computer,scientific calculator, and we pass

Choiii

We invented things till the soil cut the grass but never got tired

Gone are those days.....wish I could turn back the hands of time and remain there. You see this indomie generation now.....infact make i fem!

We played together both opposite sex no evil mind

Smooth journey no arm robbery's or herdsmen or bandith on 1 week journey

When nollywood was nollywood, if u know this movies say hii

We played those days

kia old days

Moi moi inside those tins dey sweet die.

I haff old and I never marry, it's well oooo.

Most peeps won't understand the slate, I never used one but I saw in my house while growing up and an aunt told me how to use it.
The back is blank and you write on it with a chalk.

In other words it's a mobile blackboard

Life moved on....

No biggie

We feel cool

Clap for ur mothers even if they are late they deserve some honour and respect, u can u train 7 to ten children with a pot of food x 3 a day, my mum some times she will share everything in the pot to her 8 children, when we went out she started licking the remain in the pot, when I notice it she said to me " son this burnt ones sweet pass

I'm feeling a wave of nostalgia, you'll make me cry Life was simple And rustic then
I grew up at one of the Newest estates in Lagos as at that time, life was less complicated, the air was clean and I drank good water, I read at the dining table even though we had library it was for my dad. Anytime I went to the outskirts of Lagos is when I had the chance to roll tyres Skip rope, swim in the water. Damn I miss my childhood.

Lala I get one big snake for u