Why Blogging is like a Fisherman's Job?What would I have become if I wasn’t a blogger? I guess the sea would have welcomed me. Why I’m I saying this?  God willing tomorrow, I am likely to find myself in one village of mine known as Esiama which literally translates ‘Esi never came.’ If Esi refused to come, don’t worry, Kabenlah will be coming tomorrow. Hahaha!

The sea is very close to my family house. The house is two storey building with more than 40 rooms. At least from the look of things that is the least number I could count. Due to poor maintenance, it has literally come down to nothing. With the inscription ‘WISDOM HOUSE’ boldly inscribed on a plague on the wall, the history behind it can’t be ignored. The year the house was built and my great great grandfather who built the house has his name inscribed as well. So the inscription goes something like this;


My great great great grandfather was a great businessman according to history but died at a very young age when he was less than 40 years but he left a legacy many of us are still learning from till date.

Wow! Sorry, it appears I’m going too personal and the reason behind this post seems to be losing its essence but please let me add this. The first mansion in my village was built in 1917 and still stands strong till today.

Why all these lengthy talk? And it all boils down to this. There is a sea in my village as I reiterated earlier but the funny is that; there seems to be only one successful fisherman in the whole entire village and this man who immigrated from a village to my village had reigned till date. In fact, the name Bekoe is well known figure all over.

But how come he is a success whiles most of the other fishermen still strive to survive. In fact he now owns 13 fishing boats and I’m sure the number has increased. I will find out when I get there.

So how can blogging be likening to a fisherman’s job? That is something we intend to find out today. But before that; you know the post wouldn’t be complete without me telling you what my good friend Little Johnny had being about off late.
Actually he had some good news to deliver to his parents…

Little Johnny was coming back from school singing out loud and dancing like nobody’s business.

His parents were wondering why Little Johnny was so happy and decided to ask him.

PARENTS:  My son I have never seen you in this mood in a long while. Any good news to share..?

LITTLE JOHNNY: Mum and dad, next year you wouldn’t be buying any textbook, notebook or any study material

PARENTS: That’s my boy. Why, did you win a scholarship?

LITTLE JOHNNY: No..! I’m repeating the same class again.

Hahaha! I guess my good is going to save his parents some money. Now let move back to business as usual? Why was I? Good; I think it was why blogging is like a fisherman’s job?

Please be calm and allow me to elaborate more on that. Now let the argument begin:

  1. No one owns the sea so is the internet

When the likes of North and South Korea fights over territorial waters, it funnies me a lot. Who owns the sea? And I guess the right answer will be God. So why all these rumbles?

When it comes to fishing in my village, anyone with a boat can venture into it. And I guess that is how the internet world is all about. It knows no boundaries and no one owns it. Blogging has brought me into the limelight and this is something many will testify to that.

The internet world is as wide as the sea and willing to accommodate anyone who is willing to give its best. So what I will urge you to do is to just clinch on the opportunity the internet has to offer just as the sea has those fishes to offer.

  1. You need the storm to be a great fisherman just like criticisms in Blogging

There is this saying which goes like this; ‘A calm sea never makes a skilled sailor’ so this therefore literally translate, just as the fisherman will need the storm to sail his boat; criticism in blogging should therefore propel us to achieve something greater. My first blogging experience and means of promoting it was a total fiasco so there received a lot of criticisms from fellow bloggers but of course shouldn’t deter us. Just as the storm makes a skilled fisherman so does criticism in blogging will make  you a better blogger.

  1. The paddle is your creativity

If there is anything which to me accounted for the continuous failure for the fishermen in my village it had to do with how the shape of their paddles and the way and manner the go about things when paddling.
When it comes to surviving as a blogger, you really need t be creative. Every topic on this planet had being discussed but the honours lies on you with respect to how you can make it different and that is when creativity sets in.
There hadn’t being a blogger who had become successful without him being creative. As a blogger, you need to be creative in all aspect from crafting your headlines to the content proper.

For instance whiles everyone is talking the ‘President being Happy” why not go this way; ‘The President is going Gay’. Gay is of course another word for being happy.
So you see, just as the fisherman will need his paddle, creativity is something a blogger like me and you need.

  1. You can get lost and so is Blogging with Information overload

One of the dangerous things a fisherman faces has to do with getting lost on sea and that of course is really dangerous. But what could be more dangerous than a blogger being filled with informations? With many claiming to be bloggers all over, that means one thing is certain. There are a lot of information to be consumed and with Blogger A telling you this and Blogger B saying a different thing, what could be more confusing and dangerous than this?
Information overload is something  which is really dangerous and ought to be checked.

  1. Your Turn

With the 5th reason, it will be prudent to take over now. What do you make of this post? Your thoughts are very welcomed. These are my thoughts with respect to Why Blogging is like a Fisherman’s Job? Yours are welcomed!

Emmanuel Kabenlah Cudjoeblogging
What would I have become if I wasn't a blogger? I guess the sea would have welcomed me. Why I'm I saying this?  God willing tomorrow, I am likely to find myself in one village of mine known as Esiama which literally translates 'Esi never came.' If Esi refused...