Lola Omotayo recently revealed at the Kinabuti Dare2Dream
Project in Lagos a secret part of her life to help out young girls
at the project.
Lola revealed that when she was in her secondary school days,
she was molested by a priest and she could not tell anyone in
her family.
Lola Omotayo
She said that the situation repeated itself in a former
relationship before finally meeting Peter of P-Square and then
getting married.
Excerpts of her speech below…
“You shouldn’t let your past determine what your destiny will be, we
all have our past whether good or bad or makes us unhappy, we all
had a life that we lived that we are not happy about, you shouldn’t
let it bother you from succeeding.
When I was a young girl in my early teens in high school, I was
molested by a catholic priest, i blamed myself, i didn’t tell anyone
because i was ashamed, couldn’t tell anyone cos i felt everyone
would blame me, so i carried on the guilt and bitterness with me for
years. I was filled with hate and i became a angry person, i was
rebellious, i didn’t want to listen to anybody…and because i wanted
to be expelled from school to avoid seeing this person, i would do so
many terrible things, everything around me was just so negative, i
felt i wasn’t good enough….
Anyway i moved on to the university, met the love of my life and i’m
like, okay this guy is cool, he loves me…and then he started to abuse
me….i was beaten black and blue all the time, in front of friends, in
public and at a point i felt, you know what I am not worthy enough,
there is nothing about me that is nice, nobody loves me but i hid
this from my family….i felt like a loser..so it was hard for me to
focus..so one day i woke up and said i am going to change my story
and i dumped that person, focus on my education and decided to be
serious and be something….i decided to get a job and go to school
full time in America…
I worked hard…my parents were sending me money cos I didn’t tell
them i was working but i was working because i wanted to be
independent…I didn’t want to depend on any man or on my parents
even though they would have done anything for me…so i did all sorts
of job, i was a make up artiste, i worked in a cafe, school library, i
did so many things and i didn’t realise that these jobs were building
me up as a person, building my resume, my confidence….people
began to like me because i was adding value to their lives….at work i
was excellent and so was i in school and that built me as a strong
woman…and at some point, i sought counseling to get over my
molestation issues where i was made to see reasons why i wasn’t at
fault cos i was a child then…today I am accomplished.
You can be whatever woman you want to be but you have to believe
in yourself, if they reject you today, it doesn’t mean you should let
your dreams die, you have something unique about you.
Look at my husband, when i met him peeps were like what are you
doing with him, he has nothing but i stood my ground and choose to
stick with him cos he had a dream. He and his twin brother did not
let their dream die, they worked hard..look at them today! I stuck by
him cos he had focus and drive and today i am happy, i have a good
life, we are happy and we have got a beautiful family. No one can
make you a loser.”
Lola is married to Peter Okoye of the P-square fame, they have
two kids together.
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Tuesday, 30 December 2014
"OREMI ATATA" My very hood friend.
There was this petty trader at Orile Agege whom we called “iya
kekere” because of her height. I believe she was an ajase
woman. She sold sweet and stuff like that on our street, she
would not stop calling me oremi timo timo or oremi atata [my
very good friend] with glowing enthusiasm, at first I liked it and I
would stop to buy unnecessary things from her .
It goes on for many months until one day, a supposed friend of
mine made a joke out of it that “you’re a close friend of this
woman? [laughingly]” I didn’t say anything but started to feel
uncomfortable towards iya kekere. it started to become an
embarrassment whenever she called me so, I started to think
how should I be a close friend to her really? Firstly, I was
avoiding her by taking another route because I usually would
pass through her every morning when I was going to uni.
After a certain period, I couldn’t bear the stress of the route
anymore, I thought I would have to tell her to stop calling me her
close friend that I just do not like it and that everything else was
fine. The next morning, I made my way towards her, as she saw
me, she actually screamed because she had not seen me for
awhile, she shouted oreeemi ooo, I was so upset, I angrily
instructed her never to call me so again in her life. She was
shocked and was not sure if I was in the right mood. I further
told her she’s been disgracing me for awhile and that she
should just call me Bukky and that I couldn’t possibly be her
close friend.
I could see the shock on her face but I really didn’t care as I
left.
3 days later. I was asleep, I heard a very loud noise on my door
and I woke up. It was iya kekere shouting “ina ina ina”[fire!
fire!!] I didn’t know what was happening she just dragged me
out of the building through the back door. It was hell of a smoke
and I didn’t gain my consciousness properly as she dragged me
hurriedly out.
When we got outside, a massive crowd was waiting for us,
everyone rushed to me and said our house was on fire and that
the stairs and corridor were not accessible and they knew I was
in my room. They had been shouting my name, throwing stones
at my window but I did not wake.
They probably gave up on me but not until when my petty trader
friend came and heard I was in the burning house, I was told she
went crazy, she shouted Oreeemi ooo [exclamation], and
insisted that she must come fetch me. How she went through
raging fire I don’t know but she saved my life that day. My
supposed friend that asked if I was truly iya kekere’s close
friend was outside when iya kekere’s made efforts to rescue
me.
After I gained full consciousness and I had known what was
happening, I looked at Iya kekere, she was crying and she came
to hug me so tight. my eyes were gushing out water like a
running tap. She uttered "oremi"! i almost collapsed by hearing
that. i intensified the hug, i could only say eehn mondayin lohun
[yes, i'm answering you] she further said adupe emi, olohun
koni gba e lowo awon obi e [thank God for your life, may death
not snatch you from your parents]. I could not utter a word
anymore. I was just crying. Everyone else thought I was crying
because of belongings or so. But I was crying because i once
told my great friend not to call me her close friend again.
My dad soon came, running to my house barefooted from where
he parked his car. He took me away in his car. I told him what
had happened and how I was rescued, he immediately turned
back to meet her, but we were told she had left as it was raining
anyway.
We returned there the next morning but iya kekere never turned
up anymore. Information I heard was when she came to rescue
me, she left her goods behind and some thugs stole them all.
My family made frantic effort to locate her but to no avail. This
is about 15 years now.
My heart is full of apologies, she was ready to sacrifice her life
for me. It wasn’t that others didn’t like me, it’s just that iya
kekere’s love for me was at another level . My pastor said I
would still meet her which I am happy about. Iya kekere is my
own close friend wherever she is. I LOVE YOU IYA KEKERE AND
YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND
Please do not disregard people who show you genuine love, a
friend in need is a friend indeed. I live to regret the day I asked
her not to call me her close friend anymore.
By: Bukola Adebowale -27 Dec. 2012
May we not drive away our helpers
Amin.
kekere” because of her height. I believe she was an ajase
woman. She sold sweet and stuff like that on our street, she
would not stop calling me oremi timo timo or oremi atata [my
very good friend] with glowing enthusiasm, at first I liked it and I
would stop to buy unnecessary things from her .
It goes on for many months until one day, a supposed friend of
mine made a joke out of it that “you’re a close friend of this
woman? [laughingly]” I didn’t say anything but started to feel
uncomfortable towards iya kekere. it started to become an
embarrassment whenever she called me so, I started to think
how should I be a close friend to her really? Firstly, I was
avoiding her by taking another route because I usually would
pass through her every morning when I was going to uni.
After a certain period, I couldn’t bear the stress of the route
anymore, I thought I would have to tell her to stop calling me her
close friend that I just do not like it and that everything else was
fine. The next morning, I made my way towards her, as she saw
me, she actually screamed because she had not seen me for
awhile, she shouted oreeemi ooo, I was so upset, I angrily
instructed her never to call me so again in her life. She was
shocked and was not sure if I was in the right mood. I further
told her she’s been disgracing me for awhile and that she
should just call me Bukky and that I couldn’t possibly be her
close friend.
I could see the shock on her face but I really didn’t care as I
left.
3 days later. I was asleep, I heard a very loud noise on my door
and I woke up. It was iya kekere shouting “ina ina ina”[fire!
fire!!] I didn’t know what was happening she just dragged me
out of the building through the back door. It was hell of a smoke
and I didn’t gain my consciousness properly as she dragged me
hurriedly out.
When we got outside, a massive crowd was waiting for us,
everyone rushed to me and said our house was on fire and that
the stairs and corridor were not accessible and they knew I was
in my room. They had been shouting my name, throwing stones
at my window but I did not wake.
They probably gave up on me but not until when my petty trader
friend came and heard I was in the burning house, I was told she
went crazy, she shouted Oreeemi ooo [exclamation], and
insisted that she must come fetch me. How she went through
raging fire I don’t know but she saved my life that day. My
supposed friend that asked if I was truly iya kekere’s close
friend was outside when iya kekere’s made efforts to rescue
me.
After I gained full consciousness and I had known what was
happening, I looked at Iya kekere, she was crying and she came
to hug me so tight. my eyes were gushing out water like a
running tap. She uttered "oremi"! i almost collapsed by hearing
that. i intensified the hug, i could only say eehn mondayin lohun
[yes, i'm answering you] she further said adupe emi, olohun
koni gba e lowo awon obi e [thank God for your life, may death
not snatch you from your parents]. I could not utter a word
anymore. I was just crying. Everyone else thought I was crying
because of belongings or so. But I was crying because i once
told my great friend not to call me her close friend again.
My dad soon came, running to my house barefooted from where
he parked his car. He took me away in his car. I told him what
had happened and how I was rescued, he immediately turned
back to meet her, but we were told she had left as it was raining
anyway.
We returned there the next morning but iya kekere never turned
up anymore. Information I heard was when she came to rescue
me, she left her goods behind and some thugs stole them all.
My family made frantic effort to locate her but to no avail. This
is about 15 years now.
My heart is full of apologies, she was ready to sacrifice her life
for me. It wasn’t that others didn’t like me, it’s just that iya
kekere’s love for me was at another level . My pastor said I
would still meet her which I am happy about. Iya kekere is my
own close friend wherever she is. I LOVE YOU IYA KEKERE AND
YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND
Please do not disregard people who show you genuine love, a
friend in need is a friend indeed. I live to regret the day I asked
her not to call me her close friend anymore.
By: Bukola Adebowale -27 Dec. 2012
May we not drive away our helpers
Amin.
My friend Nathaniel Bassey- yeah, remember him the gospel artist has this to
share with us.
Nathaniel Bassey
GOD IS REAL. GOD IS SO REAL. Read this.
I'm in Akwa Ibom for the State Carol service this weekend.
Having breakfast with another music minister, ELMAFREX, and
he shared a testimony that made me kneel and shed tears in
the restaurant.
For 28years Elmafrex was the only son of his father and
mother, who are both ministers in The redeemed christian
church of God. About 3 years ago, they both went for the
special Holy Ghost service at the redemption camp that takes
place in March.
Pastor E A Adeboye during the service declared that those
believing God for the fruit of the womb could go ahead to ask
God for children. The couple independently asked for certain
number of children. The wife asked for 3 children, while the
husband asked for 2.
Anyway, not too long, after 28years of waiting, the woman
conceived and gave birth to a baby boy. That was a miracle
right? But wait for this. She went back home and felt uneasy
within her. And after six weeks returned to conduct a scan,
only to realize there were more children inside.
She later gave birth to 4 girls. YES! 4 GIRLS!!!
Now, remember she asked for 3, while the her husband asked
for 2. And God did just that. If this God is not almighty, then
tell me what or who He is.
This is not a fable, neither is it a myth. The guy in the picture
with me is the ELMAFREX I'm talking about. A gospel musician
based in Scotland. He used to be at my wife's former church in
EKET, the youth assembly, where I met my wife.
This God is too good o!
I've been so moved and inspired by this testimony, and
therefore stand to prophecy to anyone out there desirous of a
miracle from God, that this same almighty God that does great
things will do that which no man can do for you in Jesus
name. And by this time next year, you will return to this
platform to share your own testimony to the glory of his name.
In Jesus' mighty name. Amen.
Please share this to as much people as possible to build faith
in God.
share with us.
Nathaniel Bassey
GOD IS REAL. GOD IS SO REAL. Read this.
I'm in Akwa Ibom for the State Carol service this weekend.
Having breakfast with another music minister, ELMAFREX, and
he shared a testimony that made me kneel and shed tears in
the restaurant.
For 28years Elmafrex was the only son of his father and
mother, who are both ministers in The redeemed christian
church of God. About 3 years ago, they both went for the
special Holy Ghost service at the redemption camp that takes
place in March.
Pastor E A Adeboye during the service declared that those
believing God for the fruit of the womb could go ahead to ask
God for children. The couple independently asked for certain
number of children. The wife asked for 3 children, while the
husband asked for 2.
Anyway, not too long, after 28years of waiting, the woman
conceived and gave birth to a baby boy. That was a miracle
right? But wait for this. She went back home and felt uneasy
within her. And after six weeks returned to conduct a scan,
only to realize there were more children inside.
She later gave birth to 4 girls. YES! 4 GIRLS!!!
Now, remember she asked for 3, while the her husband asked
for 2. And God did just that. If this God is not almighty, then
tell me what or who He is.
This is not a fable, neither is it a myth. The guy in the picture
with me is the ELMAFREX I'm talking about. A gospel musician
based in Scotland. He used to be at my wife's former church in
EKET, the youth assembly, where I met my wife.
This God is too good o!
I've been so moved and inspired by this testimony, and
therefore stand to prophecy to anyone out there desirous of a
miracle from God, that this same almighty God that does great
things will do that which no man can do for you in Jesus
name. And by this time next year, you will return to this
platform to share your own testimony to the glory of his name.
In Jesus' mighty name. Amen.
Please share this to as much people as possible to build faith
in God.
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