Some times i like thinking about the period when there was no GSM. i cannot help but laugh about the various ways i communicated to reach family and friends. i was in Imo then and always looked forward to hear that somebody came back from Lagos so that he would take my letters to lagos. that is if i dont want to use post office. that is funny now cos from your phone you can just send text. wao. thank God for this new era. share yours pls.

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It used to be a very funny world then. In nigeria then, few homes had landlines. People used to send letters through the post offices or postal agencies near them, or through a friend or friend's friend ,relatives,drivers,word of mouth etc.
Then few people with telephone in their offices sometimes use the opprtunity to make urgent calls. Those days u'll go and wait for ur calls in a neighbour's'house.and I dont want to forget when we used to que up at NITEL office to make phone calls...
Then came the 090, which was still analog,then the business centres started coming up. Then we had internet coming to life at about 99/2000 , even then u'll have to go into a cafe to check ur mails. Employers then used to send letters to applicants through courier companies before they adopted emails. Its a long flashback into the past ... To be contd

things have really changed. even the internet, i remember i paid somebody to open email address for me. he charged me about N100, i think. chaii.. i fall mugu

when there was no GSM, we used land lines this kind

Wen I D̶̲̥̅̊ε̲̣̣̣̥γ̲̣̣̥ throw stone 4 my babe window

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We used empty matches boxes to communicate prior to the arrival of GSM

Via post office and it take time sometime.

Then, if someone simply promised to help put on "Curriculum Vitae" on the Internet, you felt as if you already got a job abroad. lol

I remember when I was at schol then - secondary school and all man don broke die and mumsy never show up for visiting, I would compose a very long letter and send it to my mum in Lagos from Ibadan through the post office...I swear, after 3 months, na me dey always receive the letter for house because school self go don go on vacation...na wah o...I just wonder how I survived then...God noni anyway.

That time na me dey help the old folks around me read or write 'em letters.
what a small world!

wow dat time eeehhh.....tins hard no be small,it wasnt funny den but nw very funny.....hw my dad will send me a very far distance to deliver a msg

technology flies

I hated those days mumsy had to dictate every passing event in the house from the first to the last day of the month. You there not miss a word cos she will proof read it. Thank God for baba iyabo all she has to do is load #100

We de call ourselves for mirror #jujutinZ

i also remember when i read the letters for my dad and then i will even have to break the language into simpler tone for my dad to understand

If I remember dat time kaiii tear troway my eyes. Writing love letter.

I use post office & Nitel land lines.
I remembered this Ijebu woman (Màmá Àjà Kejì) that was living in our family house back in the early 90s. She short, fat with big breastt & yansh. Na provisions she dey sell o but her market na imported & too dey expensive. That's why we gave her the nickname 'Mama Imported'. She ll rush down to our apartment to receive calls from her daughter who lives in USA. Atimes she dey receive calls for 1-2hrs. The woman enjoyed our landline phone no be small. When she wan komot, na so she go dey roll bom-bom dey twist give my grandpa signal. Even @ 50something years back then. Heard my grandpa later taught her some bedmatics from the amebos in our street. Eg, Mama Sunday eléwa (beans seller). That woman ehn, her akropo too much. She can use her mouth to destroy a marriage in two weeks.
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i could remember sending a letter to an aunty in kano sometimes.a week latter,i had to travel to kano.i arrived kano before tue letter.funny!

Men does it really matter The world is advancing simple. . . Why would I be discussin' this This is the dumbest thread I seen all day WTF Plz on to the next one. . .

Abi?tnk God for advancement

We use traditional microphone(olugbohun).....

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I miss the days of letter writing, that anxiety when you receive a letter and you can't wait to open it.

The reading, from one paragraph to the other.....nothing compares to it.

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Well me na whistle I dey blow ...up and to dey nak gong up and down some times I dey catch pidgeon and tie paper join d pigeon leg..den allow to fly..haha I love dose dayz

Igwe.:
That time na me dey help the old folks around me read or write 'em letters.
what a small world!

what is small in that world now? Ehn?

Omor! C life bck in de dayz nah wen boiz dey skool dey write ditto
en Dittomatical gramma nah OMG! To whom it may concern en so on...
See wia bois dey use candle en lanten fr mid nite dey write love
Love letters en Pen pals na. If una get telephone en VHS player
Na una big pass fr dat street. Anytim phone ring fr house pple way
Dey pass fr road go hia am. Omor come see ma neigbour wia him dey
Ans telefone nah! If we no video player lik dis ma house go full,
Sometimes self we go lock doors, window en key holes no go do dem!
Write letter fr skool end wif yours lovely son, guy na wen u come
House two months latr ur latter dey enta house, sometime driver
Go talk say wind blow ur latter frm car enta bus.... Sowi don end
Dat topic. Na to wait til nxt visitin day bros.

umu nne m na umu nna a, na love letter we dy use 2 communicate.