Showing posts with label Ifeoluwa Olawole. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ifeoluwa Olawole. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Ifeoluwa Olawole and the Ait-Ghezala Graduate Fellowship

Ifeoluwa Olawole calls herself an ardent student of #AfricanPolitics. Originally from #Nigeria, Ifeoluwa is a current Ph.D. student at AU School of Public Affairs. She obtained the Ait-Ghezala Graduate Fellowship to carry a #research on the provision of goods and services in Nigeria.
Kudos to Prof. Todd Eisenstadt for mentoring Ifeoluwa and encouraging her to apply to the Ait-Ghezala Graduate #Research Fellowship.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

A Birthday Wish for My Daughter.

Ifeoluwa (Iyalode 2nd), as you celebrate your birthday today, may the good Lord continue to bless you most abundantly with His great abiding faith, love, mercies, long life and prosperity. To the glory of God, you are one of the bedrocks of my life, a source of my constant state of joy, peace and contentment. Happy birthday, my beautiful daughter!!!

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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

I Miss My Girl.

My father used to say; “To a parent, a child will always be a child, no matter how much the child has grown.”

Ifeoluwa as an SSII student of Queen's College

Back then, when Ifeoluwa (above) was in  Queens' College, a high school with boarding facility, I was stressing on how she would cope with all those strict  school prefects and “senior” students because of her very young age and fragile frame.

As a college undergraduate (below) my fear was how she would “survive” in the midst of the much older, “street-wise” students on campus.

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Now the young lady is all grown and matured with established personal principles…

Shouldn’t a parent calm down and relax? Not me!

Since she relocated to Washington DC last weekend (see the following pictures) to start a new life as a graduate student, I can’t help feeling “somehow” because…I miss my girl…and a lot more than I did during her past academic pursuits.

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From left (above) Titilola (my wonderful wife) Me and my girl, Ifeoluwa.

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From right (above) Ifeoluwa, Ebunoluwa (a.ka. last born) and Titilola (the proud mom).

 

 

 

Thursday, June 12, 2014

How Rihanna Taught Me To Say No To Nudity by Ifeoluwa Olawole.



I saw an article this evening. The author titled it "On Rihanna Teaching Me To Say No To Modesty Culture." The writer explained—very coherently, I must add— that Rihanna used fashion as a buffer against the meanness of others. Should you get naked to prove a point? I wondered. You should not get naked to get back at bullies. No, you EXCEL. Nothing beats excellence! Getting nude as a result of self-confidence is either a type of sick joke or a paradox or something only Rihanna can claim to be doing.

The writer states that teenagers are held to very high standards when it comes to dressing, especially at school and are expected to be very modest. She says it is wrong to make females feel ashamed because men are turned on by their form of dressing.

You see that is the problem, teenagers do not dress in scandalous outfit because they are feminists or because they are confident in their bodies. It is in fact the exact opposite. Some teenagers use their bodies as objects. Men do not objectify women as much as women themselves do.

We, as women, have believed somehow that our bodies are weapons. That is the same reason that even though a girl is fully aware that her “crush” does NOT like her, she still goes ahead to have sex with him. Because she has spent a substantial amount of time convincing herself that somehow, her body and sexual prowess may be enough reasons for him to change his mind.

And no, not just teenage girls. Adult women also convince themselves that their “cleavages” can help them get a man. Yes, some perverts objectify women but what is worse is women objectifying themselves.

Oh, I'm sorry but if your social media’s name is "My ass is badder than yours." or "sexybooties" or  any of those other crude names I can't readily think of right now, don't go around complaining that men only identify you with your physical attributes and endowments and nothing more. Scream until your face turns blue but that is the perception you and only you give. So, “no nudity” does not mean you are confident or sexy. Unfortunately, it means the opposite.

Honestly, I understand that male entitlement exists. I sometimes hate that people only suggest modesty in women because of men. It's unfortunate that a woman is expected to make choices on what to wear for fear of being violated by a man. I also hate that men have been reduced to dogs who have no self-control whatsoever. It's this type of disgust I feel when women get into marriages and proceed to expect that the poor husband is definitely going to cheat. 

So, I am not suggesting to anyone to dress modestly just to avoid being raped. Dress modestly, because it is your choice to do so. Because you understand that even though, God has blessed you with those beautiful physical attributes, you are MUCH MORE than that. There is more to you than uploading or sending tasteless nude pictures of yourself. Yes, you have been very physically blessed, but there is so much more going on for you than a big behind. Dress tastefully because you are very intelligent and insightful and will refuse to be known for just having a “bangin body”.

The truth is I think that rapists have a sort of mental problem that clothes can't solve. So, for the most part, this is not about them or any other person. It's about you and what you decide to represent. It's about respecting yourself enough to realize that the rest of the world has no business knowing what your breasts look like.

Love,

Ife.