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I am Abimbola but I don't like people call me Bimbo, and here's why.It's surprising how little things can mean so much t...
14/11/2023

I am Abimbola but I don't like people call me Bimbo, and here's why.

It's surprising how little things can mean so much to us as kids, and sometimes it stays that way into adulthood.

My family, my immediate and extended family, school teachers and mates, all call me Bimbo, except for my father; he always says "Abimbola" in full.

I didn't start having a problem with the name until I was in primary three.

My class teacher, Mr. Charles, used to insist that we read dictionaries, says it's the best book. We had a period for reading the dictionary, and each pupil would read 5 words and their meanings to the class.

One day, we were in letter B, passing it around as usual until it was Lekan's turn. He reached a word with the same spelling as my name but a different pronunciation, "bimbo."

At first, he pronounced it as if it were my name, but Uncle Charles corrected him.Too late 🀦

The period ended, and during break, my classmates, especially Lekan and his friends, insulted us (me and my friends) with the dictionary meaning of "bimbo."

We fought back, but news spread around the school, and suddenly, everyone is aware there's an attractive but unintelligent woman in the school πŸ™‡

I went home and vented to my mother, asking why she gave me the name Bimbo. She corrected me, explaining my full name and its beautiful meaning. I was convinced at home, but the problem continued at school.

This continued for more than a week, affecting my self-esteem. I cried several times at school. Later, the school proprietress, Mrs. Sumbo, heard the story and threatened to punish anyone using the tag. It worked during school hours, but outside, the tag stuck to me like clothing.

Growing up, I realized it wasn't my name as I have always known; mine is a Yoruba name, and the other is English. But how do you erase the laughter, the countless times I was embarrassed in class, assembly, and the neighborhood?

Even as an adult, I can't get over it, and it doesn't seem like it'll happen soon.

When you call me "Bimbo" I heard "hey you this attractive unintelligent woman" instead

Call me BIMA instead of Bimbo; I can't stand that name for life.

Do you have any childhood memories that still stick with you into adulthood, even if they don't make sense now due to growth?

I have many; I just shared one. Share yours with me too ☺️

Good morning

12/10/2023

Don't seek just any friend,
Look for a reliable supporter.

A good supporter is a rare find,
Someone to admire,
Leading with grace and kindness,
Always lending a helping hand.

Their support never wavers,
No matter how tough the times,
They're a constant source of encouragement,
Helping others chase their dreams.

A good supporter is dependable,
A friend in any situation,
Offering guidance and advice,
Adding joy to every occasion.

Facing a challenge? They're there,
Always ready to assist,
Showing genuine care,
Listening and keeping your secrets.

Their loyal friendship is priceless,
A good supporter stands out,
Unmatched in spirit and strength,
Dependable through and through.

To those who offer their support,
The true pillars of this world,
You're the best among us,
Your deeds will always be remembered.

In all you do, aim to have a good supporter by your side!

Do you have one?
Need to find one? Keep an eye out; they might be in your family, among friends, in your neighborhood, or at work.

Stay observant!
but what you get depends on how you unwrap it.

BIMA
Your True Friend

So there's this thing that people do, yeah, see as a normal thing, but I'm always saying it has something really crazy t...
11/10/2023

So there's this thing that people do, yeah, see as a normal thing, but I'm always saying it has something really crazy to it.

Now, let me explain.

For example, there's this community I joined some time ago, and someone lost a significant amount of money in a business deal. So, we were asked to contribute money based on what we could afford.

Many people contributed as they could. Since it was a group effort, nobody was saying thank you to anybody. People just continued contributing as their budgets permitted them. Then, boom, somebody contributed 30,000 naira, which was the highest, because most people were contributing 1,000 to 5,000 naira.

A few seconds later, many people especially the leader of the group started showering praises using typical Nigerian slang, like "odogwu, Boss" and many more, because she contributed 30,000 naira, which is significant, right? But what about the others who contributed what they could?

Does it mean that people who go out of their way to drop 1,000 or 2,000 naira and the like don't deserve recognition? They don't deserve any attention?

Maybe because of my personality and the fact that I'm someone who believes in working for my own money, I don't buy into people saying this person is stingy. I don't define good people by the amount of money they send to me or give me. I believe that quality people are those who have supported me in one way or another.

I'm also not someone with an entitlement mentality. I don't expect things from people. So, no matter how little or tiny the help I receive from any human, I appreciate them genuinely because I believe they don't owe me, and I might receive more help next time.

What I'm able to understand is that we have wealthy people, and we have generous people. Some people can be wealthy but not too generous.

Generous people wouldn't mind sharing their money with you if you're in need. As much as the person who dropped the 30,000 naira needs to be thanked, I believe the one who drops 1,000 naira should be thanked equally.

You never know if that was all they had, and yet they shared it. Let's normalise EQUALITY!

You are reading from BIMA, the one who believes but what you get depends on how you unwrap it.

09/10/2023

I'm usually quick to forgive others, but when it comes to my friends, I don't forgive easily. That makes no sense right ? Let me explain.

You know I think i should include 'forgiveness' in my name. There are so many instances where I don't take offense at things that others might find deeply personal but when it comes to my friends, the reverse is the case.

I just repeated myself. Lol. Wait. Read on.

I take the term 'friends' very seriously, and I don't use it lightly. I believe I can only truly call two people 'my friends.'

When I label someone as 'my friend,' it means that they are people who I genuinely care for. I love them, pray for their well-being, and their personal success is important to me because they are my friends.

So, when I care about and love someone, they become my friend, and with that designation comes certain expectations. I wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt my friends, just as I don't expect them to hurt me.

I understand that accidents happen, and we can inadvertently cause pain to others.That cannot be avoided. I know.

However, if you are my friend, I request an apology if you've caused me distress. The absence of an apology implies to me that my feelings for you aren't reciprocated.

Now, there are individuals who have caused so much harm on me that they can never hurt me again, be it through words, actions, emotions, or mentally because they have done worst in the past.

I don't consider them my friends, and I genuinely don't care about them anymore. Whatever they do no longer affects me because I've distanced myself from them like I only remember them when someone talks about them. To me, they no longer exists.

However, I have a different set of expectations for my friends. If my friends hurt me in any way, I expect an explanation, please explain yourself, apologize, tell me you made a mistake, tell me you are sorry, acknowledge that you did wrong, ask for my forgiveness because you are my friend!

I understand that harbouring hatred is a heavy burden. But when I address an issue with you as my friend, please extend a genuine apology.

If you choose not to do so, trust me, I'll eventually stop investing in that relationship. Because, for me, raising a concern indicates that I was hurt, and I got an action reply that says how I feel doesn't matter, that means to me there was no friendship to start with.

I know. I know. I might not have made sense to you but that's my personality and way of thinking.

Always but what you get depends on how you unwrap it.

BIMA
Your True Friend

Every day, when I wake up, I carry with me the burning desire to impact someone out there with my story. That's why most...
08/10/2023

Every day, when I wake up, I carry with me the burning desire to impact someone out there with my story. That's why most of my content comes from the depths of my personal experiences because, at this moment, that's all I have to offer.

Believe me, life has dished out its fair share of experiences on my plate. I've faced trials and tribulations that could have broken me, yet I managed to persevere through them, even though I'm not where I aspire to be just yet.

It's precisely because of these experiences that I made an Intentional choice to create a platform where I could share both my past and present experiences, all with the hope of motivating someone out there who might be going through similar challenges.

In the narrative of my life, I can draw a striking parallel to that of a sheep. At the outset, it possessed a clear sense of direction, much like my own early ambitions.

However, along the way, it found itself surrounded by thorns – external pressures and influences that insisted on diverting it from its chosen path. Despite its initial certainty, the darkness of uncertainty set in, akin to the moments in my life when I felt lost and confused.

Desperation led the sheep to turn back to the very thorns it had initially left behind, only to be steered onto a different, thorn-ridden course. Decades passed, leaving behind a trail of scars, much like the challenges and setbacks I've faced over the years. Yet, the sheep, never gave up.

Every step forward was a battle, but the hope of ultimately reaching its destination kept it going dragging our feet if necessary, fueled by the belief that one day, we will reach our respective destinations.

I've had the courage to share some of my story with people, and there are some parts I haven't found the strength to share yet. But hopefully, in the future, as I continue to gather the pieces of my life's puzzle, I'll muster the courage to unveil those hidden chapters.

In closing, I want to leave you with this message, If you've found your path and passion, hold onto them tightly, and never relent. Let every step you take each day bring you closer to your goals and dreams.

But if you haven't yet found your calling, don't give up. Keep trying, experimenting, and observing. Take the time to explore different avenues and opportunities until you identify what truly ignites your passion and purpose.

Remember, the journey to discovering your path is a process, and it's okay to explore and evolve. Stay determined, and one day, you'll find yourself walking a path that aligns perfectly with your passion and leads you towards your dreams.

Life has tested me, just as it has tested many others. I've faced moments of darkness and doubt, but I've also experienced the strength that arises from adversity. It's in these challenging moments that we discover our true selves, our resilience, and our capacity to overcome.

So, let my story be a proof that no matter how tough the journey may seem, there's always a path forward. And as we forge ahead, we not only discover our purpose but also the power within us to make a positive impact on the world.

what you get depends on how you unwrap it.

©️ BIMA
Your Learned Friend

07/10/2023

I wish I could tag my primary school teacher to this post.

Prior to the time he became our class teacher, I was one of the bright pupil in the class especially when it comes to literature and spellings, I was like a queen in my class although not so good at calculations but I was doing great.

The new uncle was introduced and that I thought would be to my advantage because this person families and mine stays in the same neighborhood and we are almost like family so i was lucky to have someone i regards to as big brother as my teacher, so I thought.

At the time he was introduced as the new teacher, a new pupil joined the class, I can almost see her face and caramel skin as I write this. She's also very good in literature so we were both like competing for the top spot

The first week of new uncle resumption in our class, we had a Dictation classwork, one of my best then and I could remember very well scoring 8/10 and the new girl score 7/10.

It's a ritual in our class to be disciplined when you score below average, Others who were just slightly above average might just receive some warnings for next class work so on this day I was save because I passed, so I thought.

Our new teacher was done disciplining eveyone that score below average and a warning to others who do not do well according to him, I wasn't listening or rather I didn't see myself as one of these poeple because I believed I did well until uncle pointed at me and command I stretched my hand for him to discipline me for scoring 8/10.

I was confused, others who scored 6/10 and even 5/10 were not flooged, was he going to later? I kept asking myself but I got an answer when uncle retired to his seat after he was done with me.

I was still bewildered, did he make a mistake? I was still in this state when he began to praise the new girl, at this point I wasn't even feeling the pain of the cane anymore, I was feeling embarrassed.

Admist my tears and while he was still praising the new girl, I stood up to show him my notebook, perhaps he made a mistake and was going to apologize for his actions but I got some insult Instead he said "you are an embarrassment, to think you are a daughter of a teacher" something like that and shouted "sit down olodo"!

My embarrassment doubled if not tripled, my crown was taking away from me, other students no longer come to me to teach them, their attention shifted to the new girl.

My self esteem, my confidence were tampered, I was no longer the courageous girl in class anymore. When it is time for literature and someone needs to read, I no longer was that person but the new girl and other students.

I wasn't answering questions in the class again, most times I write answers in paper for my seat partner to say to the class because the courage to stand up to answer was no longer there.

There and then, I began to develop hatred for the of who's has taken my crown from me, the new girl and this is just one of the many cases where I had developed hatred for poeple, it happens in cases almost similar to this.

What I'm able to understand now that I'm grown and intentional about personal development is that challenges like these, though painful at the time, have shaped me in ways I couldn't have foreseen.

This experience taught me resilience, the importance of empathy, and the impact that words and actions can have on someone's self-esteem.

I've also learned that my self-worth isn't solely based on external recognition or titles rather the growth and character development that occur within me.

So whenever I find myself in similar situations, I'm reminded that holding onto hatred is a burden that's too heavy to carry.

It's a negative feeling that weighs down the spirit and stifles personal development.

If I could tag my primary school teacher in this post today, it wouldn't be to harbor resentment. It would be to express gratitude for the valuable life lessons I've learned and to show how I've grown into a more resilient and empathetic person through those experiences.

I believe this is also a continuous journey toward becoming a better, more compassionate person.

©️ BIMA
Adept communicator.

but what you get depends on how you unwrap it!

06/10/2023

As much as I can, I put myself in the other person's shoes before I take an action to avoid regret or cases of saying "sorry", I don't like apologizing at all especially in situations that could have been avoided if i was only careful with my actions.

I'm also trying to learn and study human psychology, my first book I read in regards to this is Dale Carnegie's book "how to win and influence poeple" that books taught me lessons I never pay attention to or considered important prior to the time.

The lessons in this book are not only going to teach you to become a better person in the society and among your friends, it's also going to make you become a good leader and a good business owner because at the end of the day, you would realise we all needs each other one way or the other.

You can't be πŸ’― careful with eveyone but it can only keeps getting better with intentionality and self-consciousness.

, but what you get depends on how you unwrap it.

©️BIMA
Adept communicator

06/10/2023

𝗕𝗔𝗗 π—›π—”π—•π—œπ—§π—¦

Just like everyone out there, we all have one habit that we are not so cool with. Good for some of us that have been able to identify it because we are just one step into being a better person.

For those who might not have identified their weaknesses yet, my best way of describing this is any behavior that seems inhumane to you now, but that depends on your definition of good habits.

Habits or actions that you take unconsciously and are affecting your productivity and general well-being as a human can be categorized under the umbrella of bad habits.

So we could say procrastination and the like, low self-esteem and the like, hatred and jealousy, laziness, etc., are all bad habits that not only affect our lives as individuals but also the lives of our loved ones around us.

I don't know my worst habit, but all those habits I listed above are all mine. Yeah, I had them, and controlling them or rather managing them to become a better person is what I am actively working on.

What I do is simple because I'm still working on it; I simply pay attention to my behavior, like a self-awareness thing or self-consciousness.

These things take time to control because you have been this person for all your life, so it's not going to go away so soon.

So whenever I find myself displaying or having these feelings that I have categorized as negative feelings, I remind myself of my promise.

Let me tell you guys what brings about some of the bad habits in my subsequent posts, using myself and what I'm able to gather in my life story to educate us.

Another thing you will do is to get an accountability partner who would keep you on track and rate you on how well you do. Earlier this year, I wanted to take up the role of an accountability partner, but my business as a personal shopper for individuals and corporate enterprises does not permit me because I understand the importance of having one from myself and my friends holding each other accountable.

So yeah, you would need one; this person could be a friend, your partner, your family, anyone at all. Just make sure that anyone you choose is someone who would not fail to tell you what you don't want to hear.

And lastly, intentionality; you would have to be intentional about this. Disciplined, and that's all that's needed to be a better person that you wish to be.

My next post should be about my bad habits and the cause of it. You know on this page, I use my story to educate a lot because that's all that I have that's personal to me. MY STORY!

To our Betterment!
BIMA
Adept communicator

04/10/2023

What you might need isn't necessarily consistency but a break and retracing your steps.

Perhaps, just perhaps, you should explore other methods to reach that goal.

Remember, there's no one fixed path to success, just as a market offers various entrances.

To your Betterment!

Ademola A. BIMA

04/10/2023

Dear young ones,

I want to share something important with you I believe you should teach yourself how to do which is learning to speak up when things aren't going well for you.

Standing up for yourself is like building a strong foundation for your self-worth.

Respect and being polite are great qualities, but there's a big difference between that and letting others treat you badly, no matter the reasons.

Take this from me as your fellow young one, whether you win or lose, one thing's for sure: you'll never feel sorry for having the courage to stand up for yourself.

Here's to your win!

BIMA
Adept communicator

02/10/2023

It does not make sense to me, but it's not the same as them.

Earlier today, I was out, and he approached me again in his usual manner.

Aunty, please...
I completed it for him because I wanted to prove to him that I indeed know him.

That would be my 6th time meeting him, and it's usually the same story.

The first time, I had to use a POS to settle him because I thought he genuinely needed help.

He looks good and smart with a small backpack; his story was about losing his wallet on his way from Ibadan, and he needs to get to Lagos for an interview.

That was a pity story; I withdrew #5000 to give him to sort himself out. Hopefully, at the time, Lagos car fare was #2000, so #3000 should cover his fare within Lagos, I thought.

There's something about giving. I did that not because I had enough to give out, but I was not going to watch a young promising man lose an opportunity to get a job. He might never get that chance AGAIN.

The second time I met him, he approached me again. Apparently, he meets many people daily, so it was hard to tell my face. Instantly, I recognized his dark round fine face; I knew I had made a mistake with my generosity at that moment.

He is just a lazy folk.

I was angry, not at him, but myself. I started missing the #5000 and making a mental note of how I would have spent it on Cold Stone and ice cream instead. But we move. That day, I told him simply and respectfully to ask for help elsewhere because I do not have. When I'm angry, I better not talk because I am sure to overdo it, which I might regret later.

Other days I have met him, I only sight him from afar until today he approached me again, I handed him #200 because I need his attention, so I wasn't going to write him off this time.

"How long do you plan to continue doing this?"
That wasn't a question he was expecting. I guess he thought I was interested in his cooked-up story that he is always ready to share with anyone who's ready to listen.

He looked at me to say, "excuse me"?
He is learned; one could tell easily.

I didn't wait for him to say anything else because I have my time to protect. I reminded him of our first meeting; he couldn't remember. He has met many people.

Is this how you plan to continue to live? You didn't have a plan to get married in the future? How long do you think you can survive by doing this? I was already getting angry, so I left him at this point, but I was glad I made my point, and he wouldn't approach me again. That's enough of a win.

I know. I know. The government has failed us; the country has failed, but amidst all, we must not fail ourselves.

I look at the young man live; apparently, he's been doing this for a long time, but how long would that take him? How far can he go with that?

I have no pity for those who have their complete body and prefer not to make use of it to survive.

They are comfortable with poverty, and it does not make sense to me, like it does to them.

If you have the mindset of winning, settling for mediocrity wouldn't be an option.

Here's to your Betterment!

BIMA
ADEPT communicator.

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