I, Olukunle Ojeleye, would like to thank you for taking the time to visit my home on the World Wide Web.

If you are wondering how it all started, please “blame” no one but my parents, especially Mum. Thinking back, I am unsure if the lack of childcare facilities, my inquisitiveness/restlessness as a toddler or a combination of both served me a fait accompli of early exposure to reading and writing as the child of two teachers.
Those were the days when, to get into primary school, you had to stretch your hand across your head from one side of the body to the other. The yardstick for admission was the fingers of your outstretched hand reaching the ears on the other side of the head. Fond memories. All I can remember is joining in the morning and closing assembly from about age two and sitting in a classroom with my mother’s wards at St David’s Primary School, Ode-Omu, in present-day Osun State, Nigeria.

There I was, not yet of official school age but already being soaked up in the intriguing world of formal education. I can also vividly remember those days in Isokun, Oyo, in present-day Oyo State, Nigeria, when Mum specifically would sit with me, reading to and teaching me how to read English texts before I was of school admission age.  (And, of course, by the time I was officially admitted into primary school, my knowledge was deemed too advanced for my age, so I was shifted from primary 1 to 2).

Thus, I was set off to explore all kinds of printed materials, culminating in brainwaves that triggered my journey into ruminating and writing from the tender age of 5.
Having “blamed” my parents for setting me up with an ability that has gotten me to where I am, please do apportion all responsibilities to me for the thoughts, omissions and failings you might find in the scribbles on this website.

Once again, thank you for visiting my site and patiently bearing my wondering (wandering) thoughts and random musings.

God bless you.

‘Kunle