1. My son, if you keep spending on a woman and she never asked you if youāre saving or investing, and she keeps enjoying the attention, donāt marry her.
2. My son, a woman could be a good wife to you, some could be a good mother to your children but if youāve found a woman like a mother to you, your children and your family, please donāt let her go.
3. My son, donāt confine the position of your wife to the kitchen, where did you get that from? Even in our days, we had farm-lands where they worked every morning . . . that was our office.
4. My son, if I tell you that youāre the head of the house, donāt look at your pocket; look if you will see a smile on your wifeās face.
5. My son, if you want to have a long life, let your wife be in-charge of your salary, it will be difficult for her to spend it when sheās aware of the home needs and bills to pay but if itās in your care, she will keep you asking even when all has been spent.
6. My son, donāt ever beat your woman, the pain in her body is nothing to be compared to the wound on her heart and that means you may be in trouble living with a wounded woman.
7. My son, now that youāre married, if you live a bachelor kind of life with your wife, you will soon be single again.
8. My son, in our days, we had many wives and many children because of our large farm-lands and many harvests, there are hardly any land for farming anymore, so embrace your woman closely.
9. My son, under the cocoa tree that I did meet your mother could be your eateries and restaurants of nowadays, but remember, the closet thing we did there was to embrace each other.
10. My son, donāt be carried away when you start making more money, instead of spending on those tiny legs that never knew how hard you worked to get it, spend it on that woman that stood by you all along.
11. My son, when I threw little stones or whistled at the window of your mother fatherās house, to call her out, it was not for sex, it was because I missed her so much.
12. My son, remember, when you say your wife has changed, there could be something youāve stopped doing too.
13. My son, your mother, rode the bicycle with me before I bought that tortoise car outside there, any woman that wonāt endure with you in your little beginning should not enjoy your riches.
14. My son, donāt compare your wife to any woman, there are ways sheās enduring you too and has she ever compared you to any man?
15. My son, there is this thing you people call feminism, well, if a woman claim to have equal right with you in the house, divide all the bills into two equal parts, take one part and ask her to start paying the other part.
16. My son, I met your mother a virgin and I took more yams to her father, if you donāt meet your wife a virgin, donāt blame her, what I didnāt tell you is that our women had prestige.
17. My son, I didnāt send your sisters to school because I was foolish like many to think a female child wonāt extend my family name, please donāt make that mistake, the kind of female achievers I see nowadays has made the male-gender an ordinary tag.
18. My son, your mother have once locked up the cloth I was wearing and almost tore it because she was angry, I did not raise my hand to beat her because of a day like this, so that I can be proud to tell you that I never for once beat your mother.
19. My son, in our days, our women had more of natural beauty, though I wouldnāt lie to you, some had minor painting of their appellation mostly on their arms, the ones you people now call tattoo, but donāt forget that they didnāt expose any part of their body like your women of nowadays.
20. My son, your mother and I are not interested in what happens in your marriage, try to handle issues without always coming to us.
21. My son, remember I bought your motherās first sewing machine for her, help your wife achieve her dreams just as youāre pursuing yours.
22. My son, donāt stop taking care of me and your mother, itās a secret of growing old and having children to take care of you too.
23. My son, pray with your family, there is a tomorrow you donāt know, talk to God that knows everything, everyday.
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