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A Football Adventure

We just concluded our cell fellowship, and every second we spent there was remarkable. After a brief photo session, I started to stroll back home reminiscing over the fellowship's activities and whispering little remarks to myself all the way to the last street leading to my lodge.

The formerly narrow, bushy path was now smooth allowing a wide, extended view as far as the eye could reach. I came across another fellowship that had made use of the spacious area to congregate while still providing little room for passers-by.

A few distance from their assembly, I arrived at what would become the last obstacle: a football field with only eight players and two substitutes praising the lads, perhaps, their supportive acts will earn them a spot to play soon.
The only logical approach, given the amount of dust in the area, was to develop a guide in advance and navigate my way through. The ball was zooming around the pitch at a dangerous pace since these boys were playing with tremendous energy.

'To be forewarned is to be forearmed.' My narrowed eyes continued to observe the position of the ball while I planned how to evade it if necessary. From an unsuspecting distance, one of the players fired a shot towards me, this guy must be Haaland from the trenches.

The only strategy I had thought of was evasive, but there wasn't much room for it from where I was standing—an open well and a filthy gutter on one side would make it impossible to maneuver with the incoming missile.
There was a fork in my plan; I could attempt the evasive strategy and deal with whatever disaster ensued, or I could launch a counteroffensive and emerge unharmed.

Settling for the latter was now inevitable. Mustering every energy, I swiftly positioned my foot and sent the ball flying back to its owner. Their regretful exclamations transformed into ovations and shouts of joy, the onlookers weren't left out in the miniature celebration; while some clapped, some yelled "chairman!!!"

Despite the shock my foot received from hitting the ball, I was delighted in that moment. Amidst the cheers of delight, I carried on with my journey, nodding with supreme satisfaction at such gallantry.

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Enjoying the Moments

Enjoying the Moments
Today as I walked to school, I couldn't help but feel proud of my neat and shiny shoes. The rain from a few days back had washed away the dust, leaving the streets with a glistening clean look. It wasn't often that the south east experienced such relief from the dust, and it was something to be grateful for.

My shoes still sparkled as they did when I left home, and with each step, I felt a sense of satisfaction. As I arrived at school, I noticed that everything seemed different. No one was fighting to fan themselves under the oppressive heat, and there was a notable absence of students crowding around the automated hand washing machines.

Even as we piled into the bus, there was a sense of ease and comfort in the air. The usual frenetic energy and complaints about the heat were noticeably absent. The coolness of the day seemed to have cast a tranquil spell over everyone.

While I was aware that the rainy season had not yet arrived and the prevailing weather was still the dry harmattan, I couldn't help but revel in the refreshing change.

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The football drama A SHORTA SHORT STORY FOR YOU 💪💪

The football drama A SHORTA SHORT STORY FOR YOU 💪💪
I watched a local football match in a school playing ground that was two years back 🔙 . As I sat down, I asked one of the boys what the score was.
With a smile, he replied; "They are leading us 3-0"😩😩
And I said, REALLY!!😂😂
I have to say you don't look discouräged🥺🥺
"Discouräged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look 😒😒
Why should I be discouräged when the Referee has not blown the final whistle??🌚 💁‍♂️
I have confidence in the team and the managers; We shall definitely overcome!!☺️☺️
Truly, the match ended 4-5 in favor of the boy's team!!🙂🙂
He waved at me gently, with a beautiful smile as he left; I was amazed, mouth wide open; Such confidence; Such beautiful faith🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️
As I got back home that night, his question kept coming back to me😤😤
"Why should I be discouräged when the referee has not blown the final whistle?"
Life is like a game🥺🥺
Why should you be discouräged when The Almighty God is your manager??🌚💁‍♂️ Why should you be discouräged, when there's still life??😒😒Why should you be discouräged when your final whistle has not sounded??🙃🙃The truth is that many People Blow the final whistle themselves🙂🙂
But as long as there is life, nothing is impossible and it is never too late for you🥰🥰
Half time is not full time and HIS calendar for your life is not man's calendar😇😇
Don't blow the whistle yourself☺️☺️
BE ENCOURAGED! DON'T GIVE UP🙏🙏
With God all things are still possible!"🥳🥳
Everyday is a fresh start with potentials🥴🥴keep the Faith 🙏🙏
keep on believing in God 🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️
Never over until God the Referee of all referees says it is over🙃🙃
Enjoy your day and God Bless.

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I watched a local football match in a school playing ground that was two years back 🔙 . As I sat down, I asked one of the boys what the score was.
With a smile, he replied; "They are leading us 3-0"😩😩
And I said, REALLY!!😂😂
I have to say you don't look discouräged🥺🥺
"Discouräged?" the boy asked with a puzzled look 😒😒
Why should I be discouräged when the Referee has not blown the final whistle??🌚 💁‍♂️
I have confidence in the team and the managers; We shall definitely overcome!!☺️☺️
Truly, the match ended 4-5 in favor of the boy's team!!🙂🙂
He waved at me gently, with a beautiful smile as he left; I was amazed, mouth wide open; Such confidence; Such beautiful faith🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️
As I got back home that night, his question kept coming back to me😤😤
"Why should I be discouräged when the referee has not blown the final whistle?"
Life is like a game🥺🥺
Why should you be discouräged when The Almighty God is your manager??🌚💁‍♂️ Why should you be discouräged, when there's still life??😒😒Why should you be discouräged when your final whistle has not sounded??🙃🙃The truth is that many People Blow the final whistle themselves🙂🙂
But as long as there is life, nothing is impossible and it is never too late for you🥰🥰
Half time is not full time and HIS calendar for your life is not man's calendar😇😇
Don't blow the whistle yourself☺️☺️
BE ENCOURAGED! DON'T GIVE UP🙏🙏
With God all things are still possible!"🥳🥳
Everyday is a fresh start with potentials🥴🥴keep the Faith 🙏🙏
keep on believing in God 🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️
Never over until God the Referee of all referees says it is over🙃🙃
Enjoy your day and God Bless.

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Alas a chilly night

Alas a chilly night
With every tapping sound, my hope grew stronger. Ig had started to rain some blocks away and I couldn't hide my joy as I picked my water cans and placed them on designed spots.

So after the intense heat that we have suffered so far, we are finally going to smell rain, I told myself.
The sound drew nearer and louder as the downpour struck the roof. It seemed to be one of these kind of heavy downpour that always lasted for several hours and I prayed it did.

I quickly slipped under my bedsheets, the temperature was already cold from the strong waves of chilly air that the rain brought along.
I was still fantasising and enjoying the mere thoughts of the rain and dozed off and the next time my eyelids loosened up, it was still raining.
With renewed joy I went back to my slumber.

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Comfort

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between the mountains and the sea, there lived a wise old man named Master Wu. Master Wu was known throughout the land for his calm demeanor and his ability to bring peace to those in distress.

One day, a young woman named Mei came to Master Wu seeking guidance. She was overwhelmed by the challenges she faced in her life – ailing parents, financial struggles, and a broken heart. Master Wu welcomed her with a warm smile and invited her to sit by the tranquil pond in his garden.

As they sat in silence, watching the gentle ripples on the water, Master Wu began to tell Mei a story. He spoke of a mighty oak tree that had weathered many storms and stood tall and strong despite its hardships. The tree's roots ran deep into the earth, anchoring it firmly in place, while its branches reached up towards the sky, embracing the sunlight and the rain.

"Just like the oak tree," Master Wu said, "we must learn to stay grounded in times of trouble, drawing strength from our roots and reaching for the light of hope and resilience."

Mei listened intently, feeling a sense of calm wash over her. She realized that just as the oak tree endured the changing seasons, so too could she weather the storms in her life with grace and fortitude.

As the sun began to set behind the mountains, Master Wu handed Mei a small stone from the edge of the pond. "Take this stone with you," he said, "and whenever you feel overwhelmed, hold it in your hand and remember the strength and serenity of the oak tree."

With a grateful heart, Mei thanked Master Wu and left his garden feeling lighter and more at peace. And from that day on, whenever she faced challenges, she would hold the stone in her hand, drawing strength and solace from the wisdom of Master Wu and the enduring spirit of the oak tree.

And so, in times of hardship and uncertainty, Mei found comfort in the simple reminder that, like the oak tree, she too possessed the resilience and inner strength to overcome any obstacle that came her way.

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Time well spent

Time well spent
Today was a day of relentless scrolling through the internet for me. I dived headfirst into news updates, amusing comedy reels, and various random posts. The thrill of discovering new content and being entertained held me captive. Time drifted away as I mindlessly tapped through the virtual world that had me hooked.

Then, a message appeared in the WhatsApp chat – no lectures today. With that news, I gleefully surrendered myself to leisure time and continued to amuse myself with my phone, oblivious to the world around me.

But soon enough, reality intruded when the electricity began to falter. I tried to counter the unstable power supply by booting up with a power bank, only to realize that my charging cord was loose. Before I knew it, my phone died, and the realization struck that I had ignored my basic needs.

Hunger pangs were kicking in, and all I had consumed throughout the morning was a shocking four packs of biscuits. I scavenged the kitchen to gather the necessary ingredients for a dish of spaghetti, intending to craft a dish that would delight my taste buds. Despite my efforts, I discovered that my gas was almost depleted.

Stubbornly, I let the gas cylinder burn out as I cooked, even though the gas was fading. The dish wasn't fully cooked, but with a swift stir, I managed to cover my tracks.
After I scoop a hot full plate and taken a mouthful, the food was more delicious than expected.

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The Journey I didn′t plan for

It all started when a stranger greeted me at the bus stop and gave me directions to a market that was well-known for its electronic goods. I happily obeyed his instructions, not realizing the mess that would soon occur.

After what seemed like hours of driving through busy streets and narrow paths, we eventually arrived at the location he had told us about. However, all I found was the disturbing understanding that I had been scammed, not the promised market.

I looked to a passerby for help, desperate for assistance. They gave me a knowing smile and pointed me in a different way, assuring me that this time I would definitely get where I was going. I went off again with a fresh sense of hope, ready to make up for the hours lost and get back on schedule.

After roaming for what felt like an eternity, I met a tired-looking taxi driver who had his car stopped by the side of the road. Feeling both relieved and worn out, I walked over and explained my predicament to him.

To my surprise, the taxi driver's weak look softened as he listened carefully to my story of hardship. With a sigh, he admitted that he, too, had experienced a good deal of difficulties and tribulations on the road of life. He offered to drive me to where I purchased the electronics I was looking for and refused accepting any money from me but asked for my prayers. I prayed for him and we went our ways.

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Snow.

One morning (August 11 2019), I am Ela Celle , 19 years old. This is the day of my first cancer surgery. I'm afraid on what will happen and what will the doctor say about how long my life will last?. While I was thinking about those things, my father and mother suddenly opened the door of my room, as they approached I could feel their nervousness that day. With every step they take towards me, I feel the presence of their concern even more, even if they don't show me in their eyes. The gust of my emotions was filled with sadness because of what I was seeing. My parents came and stroked my hair and my mother told me that everything will be fine after my surgery, every words she said I almost couldn't understand because I felt nervous, the only thing I remembered was what they said "I am like a rose that after a dark night will sprout again beautiful in colorful rose the next day". I don't understand why they show me a smile instead of tears? after they left my room, a butterfly entered my window and landed on one of my rose plants in the room and that's when I realized that the smile they showed symbolized courage and a miracle would happen. I approached the rose and when I smelled it suddenly there was snow. A lot happened that day, but every sign I saw was different, showing that a butterfly landing on a rose shows that something good will happen and the presence of snow shows an ugly event. When I was young, I didn't like snow because every time there was snow, something bad happened to me, like the death of my favorite dog in ( October 02, 2017 at 7:45 a m). At 9:10 a.m. while we were on the trip, every place I passed by had memories coming back to me. In a playground there are children happily playing and I see myself when I was a toddler and didn't think about how long I would last in the world. There are colleges coming home from school that made me think, I wonder what it feels like to be inside school and not face the computer every day while studying?. In my situation with a tumor or an special child is a dark life full of fear that one day all my loved ones will be looking at a lying woman who is lifeless. We are getting closer to the hospital and I can feel every beat of my heart saying what will the result be?. Before I started my surgery, my parents talked to my doctor first and I don't know what they talked about, the first thing that entered my mind was how much we would spend. When my mother came out, I saw that there were tears in her eyes and when I saw that, I knew where my doctor and my parents were talking about. I still remember the time when I entered a white room with lights, a bed and things on the side instead of being afraid I felt my mother's feelings more that and because of the heavy tears that fell from her eyes. After my surgery and I opened my eyes I saw my parents smiling in front of me because I had a good feeling that the result might be good and that suspicion was true after my parents told me everything. When we got back from the hospital, I quickly went to my room to rest and the first time I stepped into the room I smelled the fragrance of a beautiful spring and that's when I realized that not every time there is snow, something bad will happen. While I was staring at the flower I thought, what if one day while I'm in the hospital who will water that rose if the day comes I'm always lying down and unconscious? I'm still remember ( August 22, 2019) after the day, I thought that I am still a lucky child because I am still alive. Even if the day comes that I will be gone, I will make sure that I have a good memory that will be left with the snow, so that my perspective on snow will be different. After several surgeries that happened to me after a few months, we thought that my life would never end, but we were wrong, my pain got worse and that's when the light that happened to me ended, it was immediately replaced by a deeper event. When I found out that, I chose to be happy with what will happen in my life. I always thought that maybe in the next life I will be with my dog ​​and that my life will be happy. (October 23, 2021) unexpectedly I was staring outside looking at the plants in our yard that were roses I lost consciousness and my parents kept shedding tears and crying for the lifeless woman. While my soul was staring at them, I couldn't help but feel happier because the suffering of my parents and I would be over. As I looked around me, the snow was getting stronger and the roses were getting covered a little bit. My life even if forced and I want to live long I can't do anything if I don't follow the flow of life and a person's life is based on something that will give meaning and value. Now I see my life feeling nothing inside a white bed covered in dirt with worms and that on the surface of the earth there is a rose planted that is always visited by different butterfly. My life is full of different events that are the opposite of what I expected to happen, like even if I want to live with my family, my destiny cannot be changed by your wishes. Before I got lost there, I learned to like the snow, I understood more that the snow shows that I need to prepare for what will happen to me, so the snow for me is a warning that needs to be prepared. A child whose life is complicated because of what happened to her today she sleeps every day without dreams and what she always sees is the beauty of the world full of happy images in the afterlife. The roses bloomed together with him in joy with the lord and the snow did not continue to have an ugly incident because the real bad incident was that a child was not given the chance to live on earth his favorite roses. My happy story is over complicated and all ended with a lesson learned.

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At the Stadium where it happened

The atmosphere at the stadium was electric, with the crowd filled to the brim, eagerly awaiting the much-anticipated clash between the two rival teams. As the match kicked off, the energy in the stadium was palpable, and it was clear that we were in for an intense and enthralling game.

The match went back and forth, with both teams displaying sheer determination and skill. In one moment, the crowd was roaring in excitement as our team made thrilling attacks and came close to scoring. However, in the next minute, the tide would turn, and we found ourselves jeering and shouting in frustration as the opposing team launched equally formidable counter-attacks.

The game was undeniably tough, filled with nail-biting moments and heart-stopping near misses. Each goal attempt and save sent the crowd into a frenzy, as we collectively held our breath, hoping for our team to emerge victorious.

As the final whistle approached, the tension in the stadium reached a fever pitch. Then, in a moment of sheer joy and relief, our team scored a stunning goal, sending the crowd into raptures of delight. The stadium reverberated with the deafening cheers and applause of the fans as they erupted in celebration.

When the final whistle was blown, marking the end of the game, the atmosphere was electric with jubilation. In a thrilling turn of events, our country's team emerged triumphant, overcoming the tough competition and clinching a hard-fought victory.

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Moyeni′s Lottery

Moyeni′s Lottery
Moyoeni sat on the stone beside the road where two foot path met and look distinctively and longingly at the lonely path, just when the sun has cast its hue of delicate violet and gold upon the sky.

Each rustle sends her on her feet only to be met with disappointment.

She had been there the Previous day, the day before and ever since her husband Oyinola, whom she just got married to, left her to join the Civil war.

She will sit on that particular stone and wait, each day with a longing hope that Oyinola will walk back from the same path he took on that fateful day, he took this journey of no return.

The young women on their way to the stream every morning cast a mournful and sorrowful look at the poor young wife.

While some encouraged her, the young men who had wooed her as a young unmarried madien jeered at her and mocked her.

Every journey back home came with heart wrenching sorrow and pain that cut delicately through the fibres of her heart. Admist this, Hope bloomed like a Lotus flower inside of her and kept pushing her back to the path.

On this faithful day, filled with disappointment, she was about making her way home when the bush just ahead of her rustled and a Silhouette was seen making his way through the bush.

She paused a little as her eyes caught the deep brown eyes that drew her into them with so much depth and intensity.

The thin and deep tribal Mark a little below the chin. She stood dazed at him, while he ran steadily and engulfed her in a tight hug.

She hugged him as well with same intensity with tears streaming their eyes. They both cried profusely with excitement vibrating in their bones.

Moyeni left that path that day with a Lottery. The Lottery is her long lost lover.

Like Moyeni, Christ wait for each and everyone of us to find our path back to him.

Each single day he waits for us in that path just to find us. Unrelenting, his love searches for us and yearn for us as well.

Find him today!
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Can the end be justified

Can the end be justified
Once upon a time in the small town of Ethos, there lived an elderly man named Augustus. Augustus was known for his wisdom and gentle nature, and he spent most of his time sitting by the town fountain, listening to the stories and troubles of passersby. Many sought his advice, and he never failed to offer them a fresh perspective.

One sunny afternoon, a young girl named Emilia approached Augustus with a heavy heart. Tears streaked her face as she explained that her brother, Adrian, had been severely injured in a car accident caused by a reckless driver. The doctors said that Adrian might never walk again.

"Augustus, I don't understand how someone could cause so much pain and suffering to innocent people," sobbed Emilia, her voice tinged with anger. "How can we justify such an end for my brother? Can the end be justified?"

Augustus leaned back in his chair, his wise eyes sparkling with compassion. "Emilia, my dear, life is a tapestry woven with both joy and sorrow. And while we can never justify the pain caused by others, it's up to us to find meaning in the face of adversity."

He continued, "Adrian's injury is an undeniable tragedy, but from the darkest moments, the brightest lights can emerge. You see, sometimes these harsh endings lead us to a new beginning, a path we would never have taken otherwise."

Emilia listened intently, her tears subsiding as she absorbed Augustus' words. She began to spark a glimmer of hope within her heart. Despite the pain, she realized that the accident had brought her family closer together. They were supporting each other in ways they never had before.

Days turned into weeks, and Emilia watched as her brother struggled through grueling physical therapy. One day, Adrian's therapist invited Emilia to join the session. As Emilia joined her brother in his rehabilitation journey, she discovered a newfound passion for helping others through physical therapy.

Emilia's commitment to her brother's recovery inspired her to pursue a career in physical therapy. She spent years studying and honing her skills, determined to make a positive impact on the lives of others. Her dedication and empathy led her to open a rehabilitation center in Ethos, where she empowered countless individuals to regain their strength and independence.

Years later, as Augustus sat by the now-bustling fountain, he noticed Emilia approaching him with a radiant smile. She had become a symbol of hope and resilience in Ethos, making her mark on the town through her unwavering dedication.

"Augustus," Emilia began, her voice brimming with gratitude, "I now understand that while the end cannot be justified, it can be transformed into something meaningful. My brother's accident was a tragedy, but it led me down a path of purpose and service."

Augustus nodded, his eyes twinkling with pride. "My dear Emilia, you have learned the true magic of life. It isn't about finding the perfect answers or justifying every outcome, but rather about finding the strength and resilience to create something beautiful, even from the most devastating circumstances."

And so, the small town of Ethos learned that although the end cannot always be justified, it can be a catalyst for growth and transformation. The story of Emilia and Augustus continued to resonate through generations as a testament to the power of finding purpose in the face of adversity.

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EVERY SECOND COUNTS

EVERY SECOND COUNTS
In the bustling city of opportunity, lived a young woman named Ema. Ema was an aspiring artist, with dreams that stretched as far as the skyline. One day, she stumbled upon an old watch in a vintage shop, and as she held it in her hands, a profound realization struck her—every second counts.

Ema decided to embrace this newfound wisdom and embarked on a relentless journey to hone her craft. She dedicated each waking moment to her art, utilizing every second to sketch, paint, and create. Her passion fueled her perseverance, and soon, her talent caught the eye of a renowned gallery owner.

Despite the challenges and setbacks, Ema refused to let time slip away without making a mark. With unwavering determination, she secured her first solo exhibition, showcasing the fruits of countless seconds invested in her art. The gallery opening became a turning point in her life, and Ema's work began to gain recognition globally.

As Ema's success soared, she remained grounded in the understanding that every second was a chance to make a difference. Inspired by her journey, she started mentoring aspiring artists, emphasizing the importance of seizing each moment. Ema's story became a beacon of motivation, encouraging others to pursue their passions relentlessly.

In the midst of her flourishing career, Ema faced a personal challenge. Diagnosed with a health condition, she was confronted with the fragility of time. Undeterred, she turned adversity into art, creating pieces that resonated with the essence of every fleeting second. Her courage and resilience inspired many, proving that even in the face of adversity, every second is an opportunity for strength and growth.

Ema's legacy continued to unfold as she became an advocate for living purposefully. Her story spread far and wide, reminding people that every second, no matter how small, could contribute to a life well-lived. As the hands of the vintage watch continued to tick, Ema's impact on the world echoed through the hearts of those who embraced the profound truth—every second counts.

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How Far Life Leads

How Far Life Leads
Excitement and expectation filled the air as I entered the university's well-known gates. After a lengthy holiday, it was the first day of classes again, and the campus was brimming with the enthusiasm of students ready to get back to their studies.

I saw familiar faces as I made my way through the masses, but something wasn't quite right. I noticed few friends speaking cheerfully as I got closer to my section, but there was a slight shift in the atmosphere. Some of them had left to pursue fresh opportunities in other departments. I saw that scenery of my scientific community had changed as time manipulated its complex pattern.

I couldn't help but think back on the four years that had brought me to this moment, as I was approaching the end of my academic career. Like a collection of images the lectures, the late-night study sessions, the victories and setbacks all flashed before my eyes. I came to see that the road had involved not only learning but also developing oneself and being adaptive.

Over the course of the day, I struck up conversations with both known and unfamiliar people. Although there was a lot of joy and laughing in the hallways, there was also a hint of nostalgia. The hallways appeared to echo with stories of friendships made, goals pursued, and academic achievements.
I stopped to sit in a serene campus area in between classes, where I could hear students talking in the distance and the sound of falling leaves. I took out my notebook and started jotting down the pivotal points, victories, and special occasions that characterized my academic journey.

I was feeling more and more thankful for the experiences that had built me with every hour that went by. I felt a fresh sense of purpose awakened when I realized I barely had a year left. This journey had been life-changing, and what lay ahead would be the actualization of years of effort and sacrifice.

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The infinite search

The infinite search
Today, I ventured into the crowd marketplace with a singular purpose in mind—to find a sleeveless cardigan that would add a touch of sophistication to my school uniform. The sun beat down mercilessly, and the air was thick with the energy of vendors and shoppers alike. Undeterred by the dust and the throngs of people, I embarked on my quest, determined to locate this elusive piece of clothing.

Shop after shop, I weaved through the maze of cloth and ware stalls, inquiring about the sleeveless cardigan. Each time, my hopes were dashed as the shopkeepers shook their heads and apologetically informed me that they didn't carry such an item. Frustration began to seep in as I could not find what I was looking for. The thought had initially seemed like a minor task, yet here I was, embroiled in a fruitless pursuit through the labyrinth of the marketplace.

As the midday sun reached its zenith and my spirits began to flag, I reluctantly conceded defeat and prepared to make my way back home. However, a glimmer of optimism emerged as I recalled that a friend lived in the vicinity of the marketplace. With a sense of serendipity, I made my way to his home, intending to offer a brief hello and perhaps seek solace in familiar company.

My friend's warm welcome and the coalescence of his hospitality injected a dash of brightness into what had thus far been a disheartening day. He ushered me into his home and, to my surprise and delight, offered me a refreshing array of juices and the finest baked flour. The disappointment and fatigue that had weighed on my shoulders slowly melted away in the company of a true friend and the joy of spontaneous camaraderie.

As we sat together, sharing laughter and conversation, the woes of my failed shopping excursion faded into the background, replaced by a sense of ease and contentment. The initial frustration of not finding the cardigan receded, eclipsed by the simple pleasure of reconnecting with a friend and reveling in the gracious hospitality extended to me.

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It′s fun indoors

It′s fun indoors
Today, I had absolutely no motivation to step outside. The thought of going out just seemed like a herculean task, and so I decided to spend my day indoors. I ended up lounging on the sofa, watching endless videos, and immersing myself in my favorite video games.

As the day wore on, I became completely oblivious to the passage of time. I was so engrossed in the entertainment that the hours slipped by unnoticed. Before I knew it, it was already 10 pm, and I was astonished at how the day had flown by without me even realizing it.

It felt strange to have spent the entire day cooped up inside, without any real human interaction and without the typical distractions of the outside world. However, there was something strangely satisfying about allowing myself to be lazy and enjoy uninterrupted relaxation. The peace and quiet of the day were a welcome change from the usual hustle and bustle, and I found joy in being able to unwind without any external demands or disturbances.

As the day came to an end, I couldn't help but acknowledge how peculiar it was to spend the entire day indoors, yet at the same time, how delightful it had been. It was a comforting and serene experience, and I appreciated the tranquility and solace that came with it. Although it was unusual, there was a certain sweetness in indulging in an entire day of laziness and solitude, something that I hadn't allowed myself to do for a long time.

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Love really makes the world a better place

Yesterday I was going to see a friend of mine.and at that point,I just got back from mosque and trust me I was quite tired..

I had to jump into a public transport since where I was going to wasn't so far,plus I was thirsty and hungry. While I entered the bus,I sat at the front seat close to the driver with my bag.upon entering I noticed that the driver's money already fell off his pocket. Ask me how much🤣 50 naira(don't scream yet)

So I just tapped him and showed him though and he appreciated and thanked me.

Few minutes later,I saw where I could get Pepsi cold one and when I opened my purse ,I brought out 200 naira only for the lady selling to me said its 250 naira. I got discouraged because I had 1k with me and there wasn't change,and any moment from that time the bus could move,so I told her to go.

Unknowingly to me the driver was observing and watching, he asked me "is it because of the 50 naira on it" I just replied yes sir.

He brought out the 50 naira I gave him earlier and gave it to me😮.Trust me I just couldn't say no to it.i was just looking and wondering A BUS DRIVER.

I grew up in lagos and that was the first act of kindness I received from a bus Driver. I know how logo's can be rough especially their drivers ooo.

MORAL LESSONS: be kind to people anywhere,anytime and any day. Even the tiniest things you do for people counts. Love really makes the world a better place 💕.

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The Unusual Journey

The Unusual Journey
"I don't recognize these routes", I repeated to myself as the driver swerved right again to an unknown path.
I was sure I enquired that the bus was to make a final stop at a precise car park, but the bus driver didn't seem to recognize this.
He took wrong lanes, encountering numerous go-slow and making unnecessary rants at those who questioned his navigation.

We finally found ourselves at a car park and we were a bit excited that the journey was to end at last. Unbeknownst to us it Was the wrong path, It was after some minutes that I noticed some of the passengers after we all alighted, start to lament.

There was no problem being at the wrong park, I thought. It was all about boarding a tricycle that could transport me to my lodge at the usual amount.
I thought it problems had ended when one of the tricycle drivers took my bags from me and helped me convey them to where his ride was parked.

After bargaining the price which was literally worth millions to me, I entered and we drove off.
As he drove, he promised to make the drive worth it without delay.
I took these words as mere boisterous remarks which would yield to nothing but to my surprise, this very driver drifted through go-slows like a wind.

He took shortcuts and in no time I recognized how close we were to my lodge. Though I was still worried on how I was going to deep my hands deep into my purse and produce the amount he charged.

Finally I arrived my destination safely, and he jumped off to help me with the bags to my doorstep, he was a jovial young man.

Thank God for safe journey.

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The Lost

There was a lost dog named Davis. He seemed sad and confused after getting separated from his owner. Luckily, a kind person named Femi noticed him and brought him home.

Davis found a new family with Femi. They became the best of pals, and Davis forgot about feeling lonely. Femi took Davis on walks through the meadows, played fetch in the backyard, and even taught him a few tricks. Davis thrived under Femi's care.

One sunny day, a girl named Juliet, with a picture of Davis, knocked on Femi's door. She had been searching for her lost dog. When Juliet saw Davis, her eyes lit up with joy, and she exclaimed, "Davis, you found your way back!" The reunion was heartwarming, and Femi couldn't help but smile at the happiness radiating from the pair.

As Juliet spent time with Davis, she and Femi shared stories about their experiences with the lovable dog. They decided to have a small celebration, complete with dog treats and laughter, commemorating the newfound friendship forged through their shared love for Davis.

Despite the bittersweet moment of saying goodbye, Femi knew Davis belonged with Juliet. The trio shared a final walk together, creating lasting memories before Davis officially went back home with Juliet. Femi waved them off, grateful for the unexpected joy Davis had brought into their lives.

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AN OLD FRIEND

I bumped into Rose, my best friend from secondary school, on a busy street after three years. It was a total surprise! Luckily, I had some time, so we decided to grab a bite at a nearby eatery. While we ate, we chatted about life, school memories, and caught up on everything that happened since graduation. It felt like we hadn't missed a beat.

Sitting in that cozy corner, plates of food in front of us, we talked about the ups and downs of post-grad life. The place became an atmosphere for reconnecting, and our laughter filled the air. It was like we were back in secondary school, sharing stories and dreams. The joy of seeing an old friend made the whole day special.

A lot had changed about her and she made same comments about me. The once rough and stubborn Rose had become gentle as a dove, carrying herself with every sense of decency — maybe she finally learnt the right way to embrace womanhood. I remembered she loved acting like a musician back in school, "How many albums so far?" I chipped in-between crunches of food hoping she would get the joke, she paused and bursted into laughter, "I'm studying law now, I don't want to be a DJ anymore please." We couldn't help but continue to fill the air with laughter with every hilarious memory we could remember until there was no strength left for laughing.

As we finished our meal, we exchanged numbers, promising not to let so much time pass before talking again. With a warm hug and a wave goodbye, we headed our separate ways. Watching Rose disappear into the crowd, I felt grateful for the unexpected reunion. Life is funny that way, bringing people back into your world when you least expect it.

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Debt′s Toll: A Graduate′s Ransom

Debt′s Toll: A Graduate′s Ransom
Tartenger clutched the worn acceptance letter, the paper crinkling under his sweaty palm. Finally, his bachelor's degree in Engineering awaited, just beyond the registrar's counter. But between him and that coveted parchment stood a wall of debt: unpaid tuition fees, a grim mountain grown over three years of struggle.

He'd juggled menial jobs, nights bleeding into bleary mornings, sleep a luxury traded for textbooks. Each cobbled naira felt like a chip at the granite edifice of his debt. Dates turned into coffee dates, friendships frayed around the edges of borrowed textbooks. Every laugh felt tinged with guilt, every triumph haunted by the phantom figure of his due.

Today, though, hope burned brighter than exhaustion. He'd scraped together the final chunk, a crumpled wad of bills held together by desperate prayer. Crossing the threshold into the bank on campus, he was met by the registrar's bored gaze. Tartenger laid down the money, watching the stack disappear with a bureaucratic sigh.

"Clearance received," the registrar droned at back at the academic complex, handing him a slim folder.

Fingers trembling, Tartenger unfolded the document. There, in stark black and white, was his name, his degree, and a bittersweet freedom. Relief, like a dam breaking, washed over him. He left the registrar's office a lighter man, the weight of debt replaced by the promise of a new beginning. The paper rustled in his hand, a testament not just to academic achievement, but to a debt paid, a ransom settled, and a graduate finally set free.

In God I trust!

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My New Baby

My New Baby
Today, I decided to brave the chaotic market in search of a new power bank. The one I had been nursing along had finally given up the ghost a few days back, leaving me in the lurch when I needed it most.

Pushing my way through the dusty, bustling crowds, I finally made my way to my favorite vendor's stall. To my dismay, as expected, the price of power banks had doubled since my last visit. With a heavy heart, I shelled out the extra cash and headed home with my new purchase.

I had it charging all afternoon and was almost relieved when the power went out as dusk fell. While my siblings' phones blinked out one by one, I connected my phone to the newly charged power bank, and now, to my delight, I am beaming in smiles because my phone is charging, and I can continue using it as if nothing has changed amidst the darkness.

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