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Written by Sylvia Chidi   
Thursday, 14 January 2010

My name is Sylvia Lovina Chidi. I was born in Germany in 1971. I currently live and work in England and work in the Information Technology Sector in Education.

 

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As a child I remember very little about Germany but still remember that the Berlin walls were not yet demolished as my town was not far from Leipzig. I spent my remaining childhood in Nigeria and did my education there before arriving in England. My education really opened my eyes to the realities of life in comparison with the education system in Europe. I went to a military boarding secondary school and settled to study a Bachelor of Engineering degree course in the subject of Computer Science & Engineering afterwards.

 

I don't know about other African countries but the education system in Nigeria with its limited resources in certain states is extremely high. You don't just learn about your subject of study, you learn about life itself. 

 

I have played chess actively in the past and traveled to many places within Nigeria and the world to play chess. I still play once in a while but have concentrated more on writing in the last couple of years. 

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Hobbies:,

Sports(Football, badminton, table tennis, swimming, pool, snooker etc), reading and traveling. I love meeting people, having a party and having fun. 

 

I am a natural when it comes to sports, I don't have to make much effort but I excel in most games. I love sports because it brings me together with people from all different walks of life. But I do like to compete especially with people who are very good.

 

The feeling of victory when you beat someone that is supposed to be better than you is sometimes better than good romance or good sex! 

 

Some of the Places I have been to(The ones I remember!)

France, Holland, Spain(Valencia, Benicassm), Germany, Egypt, Nigeria, USA(LA & Pennsylvania),  Switzerland's, Yugoslavia(Subotica, Novisad, Belgrade), England(Almost Everywhere), Philippines and Italy.

 

Favourite Food 

Hot spicy food and seafood. Give me anything and I will eat it. In my good days, I can eat a horse! I never really add weight and so far I have a positive attitude about it, which is to enjoy it while it lasts.

 

Ideal partner 

It is strange that I need to think about this as I write. I am really complicated with mixed personalities. I am open minded as well to some degree but one thing is I know immediately if something is love or not, but I have spent a lot of my life trying to be polite about it. I have known love only once and that was as a teenager. So as a poet and writer I wear my feelings and thoughts on my sleeve. The few times when I thought 'hmmm this could be my ideal partner', I find out that the person is already taken.

 

'So is half bread better than none ?' I say none is better at least you are in reality zone.

 

O! Yeah! It is a Rat Race 

We fight for land
We fight for a brand
We fight for our stand
We fight on demand

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
So many more rats I have to face

In hundreds we crawl the city pavements
This rat era of industrial enslavement
Creeping through the tunnels of the underground
The rats are forever mass politically duty-bound
And with any new evolution
We wave ‘hello’ to a new revolution

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
Every little space is a crowded place

Some are going to work
Some are going for a walk
Some are looking for some luck
Some are trying to make a buck

We are pests of mother earth
Mass copulating until the sun sets
Thousands rave and party in music concerts
And in mass graves we acknowledge our deaths
With shame we cannot bury economic crisis
Even with many centuries of wars and peace

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
We keep on running at a fast pace

For the sake of acquiring education
Everywhere in mass congregations
We place ourselves in institutions
We scrounge the cities for daily food
And a global circle of waste is regularly issued
To our environment! - We do more harm than we do good

We fight for fish
We fight for our dish
We fight for wishes
We fight and varnish with many images tarnished

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
A lasting curse of the human race

Copyright 2010 - Sylvia Lovina Chidi

 

Slaves of Food

Thick red blood veins bath in anger
The stomach grumbles in idiotic anger
A taste of food and out springs laughter
Triumphant moods commence again after

And it can be argued
We are all but slaves of food
Digesting away between interludes
Without food the mind is wholly screwed

We consume and wear different costumes
With food for thought and food of all sorts
We eat for the heart until it sets us apart
While the crumbs are often sought by rats

The pleasure one feels after a congested meal
That inner gratifying satisfaction is cheap but real
Toast, eggs and beans and it is work and work
Fruits, wine and cakes and it is talk and talk
Coffee or tea and eyes are conspicuously awake
A turkey roast and sleep is suspiciously at stake

We are all but slaves of food
I conclude with fluctuating moods
There is food for romance
There is food for the fools
Enjoy, eat fast, food never lasts, rewind and preview
Hungry mouths elsewhere regularly wait for its rescue

Copyright 2009 - Sylvia Chidi

 

If I were a girl - Poem

If I were a girl

I'll wake up each day

I'll tell myself to go and learn at school

No fancy mini-skirts, No acting cool as a fool

I'll play it safe with a boy

Simple jokes and simple joys

I’ll stand-up for only love and equality

Not for some stupid momentary flattery

These silly lines inspire only immorality

 

If I were a girl

I think you would understand

How it feels to be constantly disrespected

Treated as a feminine reject even if an intellect

Thought off often as a sexual object or project

I swear I’d be a much tougher woman

I'll take out my dustpan, Let everyone

Start slowly again from where it all began

 

But I’m just a girl

It feels like a pitiful spell

To be forever taken for granted

Whether I’m multi-skilled or talented

 

If I were a girl

There will be no wedding bells

Until I'm completely educated as well

I'll always take care of me

I'll always hold onto dreams

And any boy who says he loves me

Will have to work with me as a team

 

But I’m just a girl

And I don’t want a life of hell

I want to play with cars and not just dolls

And besides a boy I always want to be an equal

 

Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi

 

This is one of my favorite poems.  I wrote it when I was head over heels a former Chilean

chess player. And when I read today, I realize how powerful love is as I have not been able from my perspective to write another powerful love poem since then.

 

Don't get me wrong, love is a beautiful feeling and we can always learn and grow from it.

 

My feelings for you
I am not ready to compromise
While our heart-beats start to synchronize
So I will start with this note and compose
About a feeling for you which I wish to expose
Like a sudden bolt of electricity
You have arrived my way by destiny

How strange or connected is the past
In time to bring us together at last
Here are two hearts, two minds
Total opposites yet similar in kind
Merging distantly from behind
As the picture step by step unwinds

My feelings for you are new
Though out of the blue they are true
While I give to you and take
With joy every inch of me is wide awake
With you every second is a special bond
Much more precious than any diamond

Baby, baby!
Invite me into your heart at your own leisure
My feelings for you I cannot measure
But I unquestionably wish to treasure
By revealing to you amounts of pleasure
I desire to impose upon you without pressure

These are the ramblings of an amorous mind
Sampling your virtuous love that is arduous to find

Copyright 2007 - Sylvia Chidi

 

 

 

 

 

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