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The Story Of My Life –
By Linda Ikeji

I started fighting since I was 17 to support my loved ones. I said I sell my body to a man for money, may God strike me dead. I had been determined to make it on my own, never let any man take my dignity.

It was not late 2000, I was 19 years old, within my second year in the University of Lagos. I’d been a model for about a year and a half then. Modeling back then didn’t pay a lot. There are times that you eat, sometimes you can not find food. Sometimes you’d money, sometimes you might have to beg for it. I am not from a rich dwelling. I started since I was 17 to support my loved ones, struggling.
Linda Ikeji
So I kinda a hard a life that was rough growing up but I kept working, doing a number of modeling jobs, ushering, fashion shows, and at one point I sold beer in a hotel. I had leave lectures, visit a resort and sell beer from 1 pm till 10pm. I did this for a couple of months. I had to live although it was not simple. Among the things I said to myself back then was, the day I sell my body to a guy for cash, may God strike me dead. Classified Directory Website Myself was decided to create it on my own, never let any man take my dignity.

Myself would rather starve or beg for food than give my body to a guy for cash.

So back to my story. It was early 2000, myself hadn’t done any modeling jobs in a bit. Myself did not have any money in school, hadn’t ate a proper meal in days, there was no money at home… My sister phoned and asked if I could send cash home…did not have any. I wondered what to do…then I thought of this ” aristo” who had been chasing me for months now…old man…wed.. .rich…in his fifties.

I mentioned to myself, why do not you beg him for cash and phone him. Tell a lie, say you need it to go to the hospital ‘cos you’re ill or something that desperate. Which was what I did. What he said to me was ‘you know I enjoy you. Myself do not know why you are behaving like a child. You need a person to care for you blah blah blah’.

Eventually the child said I should meet with him at a resort. I won’t ever forget that hotel… Ambassadors hotel in Ikoyi. I used to be apprehensive about going but I was desperate… I said to myself what is the worse that can occur? It is not like he will rape you and there was no way in hell I’d sleep with him, therefore i figured even if he did not give me the money I asked for, at least he’d give me money for transport fare to go back home…that transportation fare was what I had been looking forward to honestly. Myself didn’t have a dime on me, in fact cash that is small was borrowed by me from a friend to go to the hotel.

So when myself got there, the friend bought me hotel food (my first real meal in days…:-)) and after I was done eating, he made his move. Myself shoved him off. The friend kept trying and I kept pushing him away and after a little while he got furious and said something like, why did you come here? Have you been a child? The friend was furious that I made him not give him his desire and pay for a hotel room, spent money on food etc. So he got up to leave…and I told him I didn’t have any cash to go back to school. I would have perished for the reason that instant the friend turned to look at me, if looks could kill. The friend left the hotel room, and he was followed by me. Myself kept trying to describe to him i did not have transport to go back and pleading, he didn’t say a word to me as he entered his vehicle and drove off.

Myself stood in front of the hotel wondering how I was really going to return to school. All myself had on me was N15. N15 wasn’t going to take myself to Akoka from Ikoyi. In my strategies, I never envisioned i wasn’t going to at least get a few thousands from him. I had seen this guy before…he was a friend’s supervisor. He possessed a media company back then and whenever I went to see this friend, this guy would call me into his office…tell me how pretty I am, how much he likes me and how well he is able to take care of me.

And the guy consistently gave myself 5 k whenever I was prepared to depart his office. But this time myself was the person who called him…so he must have determined I was willing to give in. We both misunderstood each other, myself think…:-)

Anyway, after standing in front of the resort to get some minutes, myself went back in and saw a young man at the front desk. By the time I got to Yaba, I had run out of cash, and so I trekked from Yaba bus stop.

And that is the way I lived. Decided to make it. On my own terms. As my own girl. Myself kept fighting and struggling until God finally blessed me.

Now I have significantly more cash than I even understand what to do with it. The very best part of all this is that I’d blog for free. Now myself do not chase money anymore…it chases me. It’s not even just about the money, it is the great friends I have met via this blog, the wonderful people I socialize with the freebies here,. How much of a big deal I am to many people.

How many people see me wish to shoot pictures with me and scream with delight and in person. Sometimes I pinch myself… Myself nearly can’t believe this is my life.
So perhaps I’m not a role model when it comes to what I do, but I know I’m definitely a role model. To all the young girls out there, if you’re scanning this, you’ll be able to make it by yourself. You do not need to spread your legs for guys, you do not want these old married men who only take your glory. You’re not weak, you are amazing, there’s nothing you can not attain on your own. God has given you something no one else has. Locate what it is and build yourself. Don’t worry about what other girls around you’ve. Dignity is a lot more valuable.

Myself want every one in their own journey. God bless.