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  • Ukodo and its metaphor

    Ukodo and its metaphor

    “Happy New Month and happy Women’s Month,” greeted Christabel as she entered Sexy Jola’s flat where I and other ladies of the Women’s Corner crew and our visitors were waiting. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and a crowd of excited, yet determined women gathered that 1st of March in Jolaolu’s apartment. To show how serious it was, some brought their chairs with them.

    With Christabel was a beautiful looking lady in jeans, t-shirt and dreadlock: her friend, the long awaited sexologist. The room was filled to the brim. We had women that I’ve never seen before and some who had joined us once or twice at our usual spot under the Ebelelobe tree; many of whom came quite early. Fortunately, I and the crew were on ground at dawn to assist Sexy Jola with the planning, and Nurse Cordelia with her south-south delicacy, Ukodo, else we wouldn’t have found the space to move around.

    It was more like a love feast as our visitors brought with them homemade drinks and snacks; so much so that Cordelia’s Ukodo nearly became a take home meal. I still cannot get over the number of spices she put into it, and their functions. “That’s why our people are very fertile. Na wetin we dey take,” she explained as she poured in her condiments.

    “We have a full house today. This is nice. We welcome you all to our own Women’s Corner where we are dedicated to improving the quality of life of us ladies,” said Christabel, “For those who are joining us for the first time, we hope you’d leave here more informed, and better than you came. 

    “As we celebrate Women’s Month, we saw the need to organise workshops and programmes that would impact our overall health and wellbeing. A healthy family life is vital to building a healthy community/society.

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    “Ladies, please make welcome my friend and sister, a social media influencer, celebrated therapist and sexologist, Coach Doren.” Her words were followed by a load applaud and a standing ovation.

    “Hello ladies. Please sit down. It is a pleasure to be here. I am sure we would all have a nice time. I am looking forward to sharing and creating beautiful memories with you,” Coach Doren said.

    “Today, we all know why we are here. Let’s begin by introducing ourselves so we can get acquainted with one another,” Christabel continued; and when we were done, she stated, “My job here is done. Oya, Coach Doren, over to you,” and took her seat by Lady P, the woman whose question elicited the gathering.

    “Once again ladies, it gives me great pleasure whenever I find myself in the midst of gorgeous ladies who are ready to learn more about their sexuality,” began Doren, the sexologist, “I am also looking forward to your Ukodo. It’s one delicacy I have fallen in love with. Back to the matter at hand, I am aware this gathering is inspired by a question one of us asked on how can a woman who has undergone procedures involving female genital cutting, what some call female circumcision, enjoy sex. In answering it, be sure I would touch on how we all can have an enjoyable sex life. Before I continue, the rainy season is here. What is the best food for this season?” Her question was followed by screams of “hot tea”, “hot amala and ewedu”, “hot ogbono and eba”, “hot ogi and moin-moin” and “hot pepper soup”.

    After several answers, Doren raised her hands and interjected: “The list can go on, but if you ask me, nothing can beat a hot Ukodo on a rainy day. And so a good sex life begins with what you eat…,” and so Doren went ahead to share with the ladies food lessons and other tips on how to keep a healthy sex life; while also taking the house  on some basic exercises. Now don’t ask me to explain the details. “If you ask me, who I go ask.”

  • Ukodo: The companion of rainy season

    Ukodo: The companion of rainy season

    “So rain is back! Hmmm…Thank God for the rain,” I muttered to myself as I stared out of my window that Friday afternoon. I was lucky to have returned home early from an assignment and was happy to enjoy the smell of the cool breeze and the drama outside from downstairs.

    If you were in my room, you would have heard the mixed feeling in my voice as I watched the showers from a vantage position behind my blinds. The women scampered here and there, trying to remove their washed clothes from the lines. I laughed at the way Jolaolu, Mummy Nkechi and other women plus their wards, with basins full of washed clothes in hands, were dashing to and fro ever so desperately.

    I noticed that while the mothers each had a look of frustration on their faces (after all no woman would want to repeat a task like washing over again), for their children, running helter-skelter seemed like fun. I dragged my eyes from the women and children, to another part of the estate and my eyes caught Lady P (as I choose to call her in this piece), Ada and Christabel, exchanging warm pleasantries. After what happened last week, I can only imagine what they were saying. And as I strain my eyes to read their lips as an investigative reporter that I am (laughs), my mind drifted to last Saturday.

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    So, remember I mentioned that in the spirit of Valentine, we, the Women’s Corner crew, held court at our usual spot to bond and share love tales. What I didn’t tell you was that that event boomeranged into something we didn’t see coming. As the ladies took turns to share how their Valentine’s Day experience with their men went, a question from a new entrant, broke the silence on the travails of women who had undergone circumcision.

    It was Lady P that asked, “What can a woman who had been circumcised do to enjoy sex,” and for 10 minutes no one spoke. And when the answer came, it came from Christabel, our able estate’s vice chairperson. “What you need my Sister is a sex therapist, what they call a sexologist,” she said, and offered to bring one. “I have been getting a lot of complaints from our women lately about their dwindling or dead sex life. Many would rather lie about their own than to speak out about it. The risk is, our men may go out and end up in the hands of those wicked girls that would finish their head and pocket, and destroy our home. We will not allow them”.

    “Yes o,” we all cried.

    “If they go bum shorts, we will wear the one that is more than bum shorts for our men,” Christabel continued, “If they are gyming, we will go to the gym too. If they go on to Temu to get their lingeries, we will go to Jumia and Konga, where we will get speedy delivery, to outsmart them. The long and short of it all is we no go gree (laughs). So, I commend you, Lady P for wanting to know. I will bring my friend Coach Doren to the rescue.”

    “Speak on”, “You are carried”, “Nothing do you”, cried the girls.

    “I donate my place,” Sexy Jola proposed.

    “I will bring Ukodo, a yam and pepper soup delicacy of we, the South-south people. It’s literally our companion during the rainy season,” Nurse Cordelia seconded.

    “We might need to spread the word around to other women in the estate because if you ask me, people need am o. Divorce rates no be here. The courts are packed full with divorce cases,” Barrister Ada stated.

    And so the stage was set for what would be an eye-opening experience. See you next week.

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