Diary of a Lagos Commuter: When Wind Blows Your Money…

Eko for show! As our conductor stretched his hand to collect the fare from one of us, the breeze blew it off. The driver already some metres away from where the money dropped was told to stop so the conductor can quickly alight to pick it up. As expected, an ‘omo aye’ (street boy) already picked the money and pretended he was making a phone call. God so good, the conductor was smart enough to have sighted the guy. He got his money back.

Back in the bus, I asked how much the money was, one of us said it’s 200 naira – “it’s enough to buy big bread now”. I echoed same and shook my head. God help our individual state in Nigeria! Majority just seem to be all about food and how to make ends meet that they cannot afford any form of monetary loss.

Aderolake chronicles her experience as a Lagos commuter on RuralReporters.com. As a trained Broadcast journalist, she is passionate about connecting the link between education and communication. Her expertise lies in the ability to disseminate useful and unbiased information to help others make informed decisions. 'Rolake is also a skilled makeup artist- she loves to amplify the beauty in others. She recently branched out to explore the administrative field and currently works as an administrator in one of the leading Nursing Agencies in Nigeria.