Wow, May 30th, 2005 I became a big brother, can anyone else relate? I was four years old. My cousin Ore was also present at the birth of my sister. I remember my mum asking for something, but it didn't make sense at the time. I found out later she was asking for an epidural. I know you’re probably wondering what that is? It's a numbing agent. They inject it into the spine to allow an easy delivery. She told me she got one with me when I was born. However, I remember the nurse telling her it was too late. Now I can make sense of what she was talking about. My mom made a groaning sound, so my aunt Felicia, who was also present, tried making her laugh to ease the tension. Aunt Felicia is Ore's mom, and she is my mother’s older sibling. We were all present at this great wonder. I was there when my squirmy little sister, Christina, was born. She was a chunky baby, she weighed about 7-8 pounds. She was also a rosy pink color, almost like a baby pig. She came out looking like a bird though, with her hands folded down. I can never forget the loud welp she made when they smacked her behind. 

"Matthias come here!" screamed my mother. She asked me to walk up close and introduced me to the person that was going to be the pain in my butt for life. Don't get me wrong I do love her, but you do know little ones are annoying sometimes, right? 

Christina's first month home

I remember when she was brought home. Her crib was right there by mom's bed. I'd just stand there and stare at her in awe. I wanted to be the best big brother to her ever. My mom is always asking me to be her back up. I knew I'd play my role as her big brother well. She's always telling me that she wants us to be closer than thieves. As stated in the first paragraph, I'm four years older than my little sister. We have very different personalities, for example, I'm detached, she is clingy. Sometimes, I seem to think my mom does a lot more for her than she did for me growing up. My mother tells me it's my imagination. She explains to me that my little sister is very clingy and needs a lot more attention. Do I necessarily agree? Yes, sometimes. I remember when she learned to walk. She was about 9 months. She took a bowl that contained elubo (a Nigerian flour) and poured it all over her head. It was in her hair, eyes etc. She looked like Casper the friendly ghost, but in her case, I would say Casper, the mischievous ghost. 

Nina and I when she was a toddler

Growing up one of my favorite things to do was Skateboard. I love it till this day. I go skateboarding with my friends as much as possible, and not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty good at it. I used to go all the time, but the older my sister got, the less time I got to go. This is because I have to babysit her on days our mom works.  

Our mom is a hawk and bear rolled up in one, she watches over us very closely. She loves us a lot, and practically has no life because she wants to be available to us at all times. 

Christina on the way to school in 6th grade. (2016)

One key thing about the little minx that is Christina is, she does have my back. She's a teenager now and my mom says I have to watch out for her, but I’ve always known that. She is a complete peacock. All she does is pose and strut around in her new stuff. I have to watch over her, especially with all the boys that try to come around. I'm a big brother, and I've made peace with the fact that I am a big brother. I just wish my mother had another child, so Christina could see what it felt like to be an older sibling to an annoying younger one.

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"Venice everyday" Right side up*
I named this piece "Venice everyday" because to us, cities engulfed in water are usually an unusual sight to see. Its like this everyday in Venice.

 " Wynt, Spring, Summer, Fall, but Wynter first."

These are my sketches from my sketchbook.

"Venice everyday"
I named this piece "Venice everyday" because to us, cities engulfed in water are usually an unusual sight to see. Its like this everyday in Venice.

"Silent Crane"
The crane stands there in the still darkness. Eyes wide looking through the shadows, illuminated by a flash. 

"Night watch"

"Eye of the wolf"