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Quiet Time

QUIET TIME

there once was a farmer who discovered that he had lost his watch in the barn. It was no ordinary watch because it had sentimental value for him.

After searching high and low among the hay for a long while; he gave up and enlisted the help of a group of children playing outside the barn. He promised them that the person who found it would be rewarded.

Hearing this, the children hurried inside the barn, went through and around the entire stack of hay but still could not find the watch.

Just when the farmer was about to give up looking for his watch, a little boy went up to him and asked to be given another chance.

The farmer looked at him and thought: “why not? After all, this kid looks sincere enough.” So the farmer sent the little boy back in the barn.

After a while the little boy came out with the watch in his hand! The farmer was both happy and surprised and so he asked the boy how he succeeded where the rest had failed.

The boy replied, “I did nothing but sit on the ground and listen. In the silence, i heard the ticking of the watch and just looked for it in that direction.”

A peaceful mind can think better than a worked up mind. Allow a few minutes of silence to your mind every day, and see, how sharply it helps you to set your life the way you expect it to be…!

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An Unfamiliar Road

The closing bell rung, as day students, we will all be returning home whether in groups of twos, threes or more. I always went home in the company of my brother but we had quarrelled earlier that day and he went home immediately school dismissed.

I didn't want to walk with him so it didn't matter, I stayed back with a friend who attended our church to watch the boring football between SS2 and SS3 — a punishment I must endure since I couldn't make it through the long and lonely road home, alone.

The pathetic match finally came to an end at 4pm and we set out for home; this journey should've lasted 1½hrs but on reaching where the road bifurcated into three, he suggested a road we've never walked before.

Initially, I refused but he insisted we had no time and it'll get dark soon, left with no option, I followed him. We came across huge terrifying trees, they flanked the path like we were in a thick forest.
The pin drop silence in that area gripped me with regrettable fear for what may become of us, probably some chicken monsters will capture us for breakfast.

Out of distrust in his words, I asked him, "Sammy, do you even know where we are going to?" He simply laughed and reassured me, if we hadn't go far, I'd start running back. We reached an old shrine and at this point, I regretted leaving my brother to follow that guy. Thankfully, he had patience dealing with my fears and dragged me past the shrine — the line of Rubicon; I was already sobbing, after all who would hear me cry?

Meanwhile, at home, my Mum who had gone restless ordered an immediate search at 5.45pm for me. My brother, frustrated just waited outside the compound wondering what took me so long to return.

Alas! We emerged at a familiar stream, I rendered praises to GOD for sparing my life through that evil forest and swore never again, NEVER! I ran all the way home, it was already quarter past 6 when I arrived home.

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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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Today February 19, National Tug of War Day

Once a year, the small town of Willow Creek celebrated Tug of War Day. It was a day filled with excitement, friendly competition, and community spirit.

The day started with the town square bustling with people of all ages, eagerly signing up for teams and strategizing their game plan. The teams were divided into two sides - the East Enders and the West Enders - each determined to claim victory in the annual tug of war challenge.

As the sun reached its peak in the sky, the teams gathered at the designated spot by the riverbank. The atmosphere was electric as the crowd cheered on their favorite team, waving banners and chanting slogans of encouragement.

The referee blew the whistle, and the tug of war began. The teams pulled with all their might, their faces contorted with effort as they strained against the rope. The spectators watched in awe as the teams battled it out, each refusing to give an inch.

After what seemed like an eternity, one team finally emerged victorious, pulling the other across the line and claiming the coveted title of Tug of War champions. The winning team erupted in cheers and high-fives, while the defeated team graciously accepted their loss, already planning their comeback for next year.

As the sun began to set on Tug of War Day, the town came together for a celebratory barbecue, sharing stories and laughter as they reflected on another successful year of friendly competition and community bonding.

And so, Tug of War Day ended on a high note, with memories of teamwork, sportsmanship, and camaraderie that would last until the next year's celebration.

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Change of plans

Change of plans
Last week, the scorching heat became unbearable as the electric supply in my area started fluctuating. I relied on my trusty fan to keep cool, but alas, it fell victim to the power fluctuations, leaving me in a sweat-soaked predicament. The fan, my cherished life-saver during this period of heat, was now out of commission.

After the initial heartbreak, I resolved to economize so I could purchase a new fan. I meticulously budgeted my money for food, savings on transport, and every penny I could save. My budget was tighter than ever, set at a modest fifteen thousand naira.

On Friday, I set out to the market with hopes of finding a replacement fan within my budget. However, to my dismay, I discovered that the lowest price for a reliable fan was twenty-four thousand naira. I couldn't afford to make the purchase on the spot.

Disheartened but undeterred, a newfound humor kindled within me. Pocketing my hard-earned money, I made my way back home. Along the journey, I decided to treat myself by buying some much-needed food supplies. Though I couldn't afford the fan I desperately needed, managing to secure provisions lifted my spirits.

As I returned home, I felt a sense of accomplishment despite the setback. I resolved that the fan would have to wait; I would make do with the stifling heat for a little while longer. After all, the highest I could do was to sleep outside should the nighttime heat become unbearable.

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100k palava

Yesterday afternoon, while I was just moving up and down the street aimlessly. I saw a couple of guys jumping over a fence. I mean big Big guys.

I was amused, so I decided to watch what they were doing. They would jump over the fence and repeat it again. So I decided to ask one brother what they were doing.

He replied: it's fence competition they're doing ".
"Fence competition?" I asked.
Yes bro". He replied. But that kind of play are for kids now". I said.

Not really, the person who jumps over that fence successfully without touching the fence would go home with 100k". The guy said. When I heard 100k, my brain flew off to space.All I wanted to do was to jump over that fence. I mean why can't I jump ordinary fence?
Haha!

When I decided to jump over the fence, you need to see the way they were hailing me.
"Jaguar! Jaguar! Lekan! Jaguar!".
My babe was even there, she added salt and pepper: "you can do this baby! Jump! Fly like an Eagle ".

Ah, my head was swelling. To the extent that I removed my slipper. Removed my top too. And then I ran towards the so called fence.

This was my lucky day! That 100k was mine! I was gonna make it! Well...not really. Because immediately I jumped, the last thing I heard was kpraaa! And then, I tumbled for like 59 times.

I later end up in the hospital .🏥

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The weight of history

Chuka was ambitious, with dreams as vast as the open sky. He had always been determined to make something of himself, but he knew that he couldn't do it alone.

Enter his childhood friend, Kofi. They had been inseparable since they were young boys, exploring the world together and dreaming of their futures. They shared everything, from their deepest secrets to their wildest aspirations.

As they grew older, Chuka found himself facing numerous challenges on his path to success. But he always knew that Kofi would be there for him, ready to lend a helping hand whenever he needed it.

However, there was a shadow that loomed over their friendship. A dark secret from their past that threatened to unravel everything they had built together. When they were teenagers, a misunderstanding had driven a wedge between them, causing a rift that had never truly healed.

Despite their best efforts to move past it, the memory of that incident lingered between them like a silent specter. Chuka couldn't shake the feeling that it was holding them back, preventing them from reaching their full potential.

Years went by, and Chuka found himself facing a crucial moment in his life. He had an opportunity to pursue his dreams, but he needed assistance to make it happen. Turning to his old friend, he hoped that Kofi would come through for him as he always had.

But when Chuka reached out to Kofi, there was hesitation in his response. The weight of their history hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over their conversation. Despite his best intentions, Kofi couldn't bring himself to fully commit to helping Chuka, haunted by the ghosts of their past.

For Chuka, it was a devastating blow. He had counted on Kofi to be his rock, to support him when he needed it most. And yet, their shared history proved to be an insurmountable obstacle, driving a wedge between them once again.

In the end, Chuka was forced to forge his own path forward, relying on his own strength and determination to overcome the challenges that lay ahead. Though he couldn't help but mourn the loss of what could have been, he knew that he had to let go of the past in order to embrace his future.

And so, with a heavy heart and a steadfast resolve, Chuka set out to chase his dreams, knowing that no matter what obstacles he faced, he would always carry the lessons learned from his friendship with Kofi.

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A new creation

One fateful day, as James sat contemplating on a playground bench, a stranger approached him with a determined look in his eyes. This stranger, David, was a firm believer in the existence of God, and he noticed something in James that moved him to reach out.

"What's the point of believing in something you can't see?" James murmured with unpleasant tone.

David smiled warmly, unpersuaded by James's doubt. "Sometimes, it's not about seeing with your eyes, but feeling with your heart," he said. So began a conversation that would impact both of their lives forever.

They spent hours debating the existence of God, digging into philosophical arguments and issues of eternity. James threw every challenge he could generate at David, attempting to break through his spiritual armor. But David stood firm, his conviction steadfast as he spoke stories of hope, miracles, and the power of faith in Christ.

Despite his best efforts to resist, he was persuaded to the clear truth in David's opinions, he recognized that his search for purpose had brought him to the doorstep of something bigger than himself.

With tears in his eyes, James dropped his head and gave in to the overpowering presence of God's love. David prayed for him and he was saved, a new creation from that moment.

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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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My mom

Here is my own experience with my mom.
At age fifteen I have already slept with different men. My mom would bring men to her room and when she's fast asleep due to drinking, the men would come to my room and rape me. At first I used to cry but as times go on I became used to it. At age twenty I have done two abortions conducted by my mom's friend, a man who always takes his own share after the do..

Since mom took me for abortion I became his regular customer both when I run errands for mom and when he visits mom, most times he would come when mom is not home and we do it endlessly and the last abortion he conducted was his own child.

It was an all round wayward lifestyle for me and mom. One night she pleaded that we do threesome🥺 because her client said he would pay her ( x3). She came to me and pleaded that we do, I think I was 22 then, I gave in to threesome with my mom and the client that was my first threesome, after that it became a norm for us.

I don't know how this makes anyone feel, all I have to say is that being a single parent is the worse thing that can happen to any woman except God is on your side else one would do crazy things for survival to come out of depression.

I wasn't angry with mom, I saw her struggles, she did everything to give me good life that's what she thought and being in the midst of people who influenced her with negativity, she couldn't do much without what she did.

Fast forward to 2016 my mom met with a man who changed our lives totally we did threesome on our first night of meeting, he showered us with millions of naira and after a year of being with the man, mom ended her wayward lifestyle. If you see my mom you would think she's my elder sister, very sexy and tall.

Fast forward to 2018, my mom married a responsible man and I also married the following year.
My mom is everything .🥰
Till tomorrow she is my mom, my number one woman please Don't judge us if you haven't tasted poverty. Though I sometimes feel it wasn't really about poverty, but depression.

This is our past.

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Stubborn Nubu

Stubborn Nubu
Once upon a time, there was a mischievous housefly named Nubu. Nubu was an expert at making life difficult for the human race. He would gleefully perch on their food, buzz around their heads, trouble their wounds by trying to have a taste, and even patch on their clothes. No matter how many times his family warned him to be careful and minimize his pranks, Nubu just wouldn't listen. He was a rebel fly, causing chaos wherever he went.

One fateful day, Nubu found himself in a house that was being fumigated. He had been too busy exploring a kitchen to notice the ominous smell of chemicals. Before he knew it, the house was filled with thick fog, leaving the poor housefly gasping for air. Panicked, Nubu barely escaped the deadly fumes, and after that traumatizing experience, he realized he needed to make some changes.

From then on, Nubu stuck to farms, far from human houses. He quickly became known as the "fly who stayed away," telling tales of the harrowing fumigation incident. Even as other flies tempted him with stories of delicious crumbs and tempting garbage cans near human homes, Nubu stood his ground. He just couldn't risk what he experienced that day again.

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A broken dream

Nneka was a young, beautiful and ambitious lady, she had big dreams for her life. She wanted to further her education, she wanted to be a professional Nurse, she wanted to travel the world. She got a good job as a single lady and was gradually following her dreams, and then love struck. She met a charming young man.. David. Nneka had already travelled a few times out of the country before she got serious with David.
David was a loving sweet gentle man, he also had ambitions and big dreams, she loved him and he loved her…. then they got married. Marriage came with different demands and new responsibilities. David asked her to resign while he concentrated on building his career so she can be there for the children and take care of the home while running a business. She was to manage the business.

David never asked if Nneka was a business person or if that was what she really wanted. Nneka on the other hand accepted this request because she wanted her husband to be happy and she wanted her home to be fine (she thought)

Fast forward to 25 years after marriage, David fell sick …it was cancer and he didn’t survive. But one thing was certain, he died fulfilled or almost fulfilled. He was in his place career wise and was getting better just before he fell sick.
Nneka today is almost 60 but she’s kinda sad. She’s always reminiscing on her early years as a young woman, thinking about her aborted dreams and what life would have been like if she had not given up on her ambitions. It’s mostly regret for her, asides that she finds consolation in her children and her grandchildren. They seem to be her major achievements, which to her, doesn’t seem satisfactory enough.
I’m sad because I see this circle repeat every day…. So this is a message to young men and young women out there…

For the ladies

Sometimes you give up your dreams and sacrifice your ambitions in the euphoria of a marriage promise, or a marriage, forgetting that the excitement is only temporary and that reality would hit again soon especially when the chips are down.

When we go into a relationship that would potentially lead to marriage, we sometimes leave out some of the most important points to consider, one of which is our individual life plans, and our potential partner’s commitment in helping us achieve our life goals.
I know when two people get married, they become one… But actually, it’s still two different individuals, with different minds, and different dreams. And of course these individual differences will still play out even when they became one.

Ladies…

Before accepting that marriage proposal, discuss your dreams and ambitions and make sure he is committed to seeing you achieve your dreams, while you also show commitment in helping him achieve his.

Don’t be forced or cajoled into buying his dreams at the expense of yours. You both can support your individual dreams

Men….

It shouldn’t always be about you. Have you asked her what her plans are? Her dreams, her ambitions… she shouldn’t join you in fulfilling your ambition while she gives up hers. Trust me she may seem happy that you are happy and she may not voice out, but she could be full of regrets and unhappiness deep down. There should be a balance because we are all humans.

But of course…

If your biggest ambition as a lady is to get married and have kids, then by all means go ahead and disregard this message.

And if your partner is happy to share homely responsibilities and shows the desired commitment to see that both of you achieve your life goals, appreciate them and be equally supportive.
I know this goes both ways, but we live in a society were men are mostly particular about their wives and girlfriends joining them to build their thing and achieve their dreams without due considerations of her personal ambition… we always say “it’s for us” but what about her, is that what she really wants?

It’s okay to support your husband, infact you should do it… but husbands, it’s equally okay and fair to support your wife and help her achieve her own dreams.

If there is good planning, you both can achieve your individual goals, though it may take a little time. But first, there must be a will to support each other, and both parties must value and see each other’s dream as important.
What has caused so much disaffection in many homes today, especially when its coming from the wife, is the frustration of seeing her dreams and ambitions go down the drain for the marriage.

Encourage and support your angry wife to pursue her lifelong ambitions and see her become the happy and bubbly woman you once knew.

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Humanity lost

A power holding company staff came to my area to disconnect light of people who hasn't paid their electricity bill for the month. On this day, a compound which has six flats no adult was around except for this man who doesn't see clearly and stays alone. The power holding staff got angry with the man(it could be the man was pleading and could possibly say something that might have triggered the staff) and started fighting the man and fell him to the ground . The children in the compound couldn't know what to do and were begging ( this said man is a very kind hearted man and most times clear the electricity bill alone for the flats he shared light with.) Th compound directly opposite the victim compound, they were adults there and saw what was happening but didn't come to the man rescue cos of different tribe I suppose and also the power holding staff is their friend in order to avoid disconnection as often times they dont pay. Luckily, my parents stepped out the house and saw what was happening, decided to step in by rescuing the man as of that time he was pressing this man neck fa, another passerby came and held the staff and told him if you kill this man , you wont be free. That's how it ended. Later in the evening, one of the flat tenant saw this staff on the road and told him the man you beat is kindhearted, if the bill isn't cleared isn't the man's fault as most times he pays everything alone cos he needs the light , that's how the power holding staff guy felt sorry for beating an innocent man.
Where has the humanity in us gone to? If someone is not your tribe, you don't help out, why?Also, why beat someone because you feel you re in power?
God help us all...

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Radiating love

Living in the same compound as my neighbor Agnes was never a dull moment. She always had a way of making the rest of us feel somewhat inadequate because we weren't dating or in any relationship with the opposite gender. She would often boast about her love life and the attention she received. Last week, she started talking about how she was expecting a big surprise package on Valentine's day, which was today.

As the day progressed, Agnes received her elaborate package filled with romantic goodies from her boyfriend. Her excitement was palpable, and she made sure to show off her gifts to all of us. Meanwhile, the rest of us neighbors exchanged love and joy among ourselves, celebrating the day in our own way. There was a sense of camaraderie and warmth that filled the air, and I must say, we were all enjoying every bit of it.

Later in the evening, Agnes approached us with a contrite expression on her face. She confessed that despite receiving the extravagant gift, she still felt a deep sense of emptiness. She apologized for her earlier boisterous remarks and expressed her appreciation for our companionship. We accepted her apology with understanding, and as a show of good spirit, we all came together to continue the celebration. Laughter filled the evening air as we shared stories and enjoyed each other's company.

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Eternal Echoes: A Love Lost to Fate′s Cruel Embrace

Eternal Echoes: A Love Lost to Fate′s Cruel Embrace
In a quaint town nestled between rolling hills, two souls found each other amidst the bustling streets and the whispers of the wind. Emma, with her fiery spirit, and James, with his gentle behavior, were drawn together by the invisible threads of fate. Their love blossomed like wildflowers in a spring meadow, vibrant and intoxicating.

They spent their days exploring the world hand in hand, dreaming of a future filled with laughter and adventures. But beneath the surface of their idyllic romance, shadows lurked, waiting to shatter their happiness. James carried a secret burden, a terminal illness that threatened to steal him away from Emma sooner than either of them had imagined.

As the seasons changed, so did James's health, fading like the autumn leaves surrendering to winter's chill. Emma remained steadfast by his side, her love unwavering even as despair clawed at her heart. They cherished each moment, knowing their time together was finite, yet refusing to let go of the precious bond they shared.

As winter tightened its grip, James's strength waned, and Emma's anguish deepened. In the stillness of a moonlit night, he whispered his final farewell, his hand slipping from hers as he surrendered to the embrace of eternity. Emma's world shattered in that moment, her cries echoing through the empty streets, mourning the loss of her beloved.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, but the pain remained as raw as the day James departed. Emma wandered the streets they once roamed together, her steps heavy with grief, her heart aching for the touch of his hand and the warmth of his smile. But James was gone, leaving behind only memories and a void that could never be filled.

In the depths of her sorrow, Emma found solace in the memories they had shared, clinging to them like lifelines in a stormy sea. She traced the lines of his face in old photographs, whispered his name to the stars, and carried his love with her wherever she went. Though he was no longer by her side, his presence lingered in every corner of her world.

As the seasons cycled once more, Emma's grief softened into a bittersweet ache, a reminder of the love they had shared and the beauty of their fleeting time together. She knew that James would always be a part of her, woven into the fabric of her being, guiding her through the trials of life until they were reunited in the stars above. And so, with a heavy but hopeful heart, Emma turned her face to the sky, finding comfort in the eternal embrace of love's enduring legacy.

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Heat of a lifetime

Heat of a lifetime
Last night was absolutely unbearable. The heat was unforgiving, and I found myself tossing and turning, drenched in sweat. It was as if my body had turned into its own personal sauna. I could hardly believe how profusely I was perspiring; it felt like I could literally wring out my clothes and take a bath in my own sweat. The thought was far from appealing, but that's just how relentless the heat was.

As the night dragged on, it became clear that sleep was a distant dream. I lay there, feeling like I was melting, unable to find any relief. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, around 4am, that I finally caved in to my desperation for sleep. Feeling defeated, I grabbed a towel, wet it thoroughly, and laid it out on the floor. It was the best I could do. I collapsed on the damp, cool surface, hoping for some respite.

Eventually, the floor chilled my overheated body, and exhaustion finally won over the oppressive heat. I drifted off into a fitful sleep, with the faint aroma of the damp floor serving as a reminder of the night's torment. It wasn't the most dignified way to pass the night, but in that oppressive heat, any relief was a blessing. I could only hope that tonight would be kinder.

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The Final: A Turn of Events

The Final: A Turn of Events
The sounds of spectators cheering on Nigeria and Ivory Coast during the AFCON finals spread throughout the neighborhood as I sat in my room. As Nigeria took a 1-0 lead, there was an obvious sense of anxiety in the air, and the sound of celebratory firecrackers going off filled the night sky.

The happy festivity turned into chants and singing, which energized the atmosphere. Nigeria appeared to be on the verge of victory, and the excitement was intense.

But when Ivory Coast equalized, the mood swiftly changed, putting an end to the applause and leaving everyone in disbelief. The once-enthusiastic gathering dropped into a depressing silence as the situation's reality set in.

With a final score of 2-1, Ivory Coast triumphed, dashing the expectations of Nigerian supporters and leaving everyone dejected. With an overpowering feeling of disappointment, the festive atmosphere subsided and the watchers scattered, returning to their normal lives.

There was a silent recognition of the skill of both sides and the passion of the game amid the disappointment. Even though Nigeria might not have won, there was appreciation for Ivory Coast's victory as they deserved the game's result.

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Never argue with a women

Never argue with a woman, just use your
brains like this my guy.
A man went on a night out with his
friends the wife is furious and tells
the kids that when he comes back
they must not open the door for him.
At about12 o'clock the man comes
back and knocks...
the Wife tells him "go sleep where your
coming from " and the man
answered" I'm not here to sleep my
dia , I'm here to collect condoms in
my room on top of the table or give it
to me,
there'r lots of women at the party!"
The wife opened the door and said
"idiot" you are not going anywhere. Enter the house.

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Alone with the clock

Alone with the clock
With each tik, the sound got nearer and my hearing capacity got better. It was 12 pm and I couldn't do anything but roll side by side on my bed.

The heat was too much, so I took of my clothes and lay naked, thanks to the fact that I lived alone.
The heat wasn't easing after all so I had to pick a thin book to give myself one of the most popular traditional method of ventilation that I knew about.

At each stroke, my arm grew weaker.
God knew that I wanted nothing more than the electricity distribution company to perform a miracle at that point in time.
Just recently, I have noticed a downside from their end...
... they always ensure that in a day of 100% we are with 7% with power, the rest of 93% leaves us wallowing in blackouts.

But then it's alright, I've got to go take my bath now and prepare for the AFCON match that awaits us, see yall later.

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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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A New Phase

A New Phase
Today was the beginning of an exciting new chapter in my medical education as our clinical posting under the faculty of Basic Medical Science officially commenced. The prospect of delving into hands-on practical learning experiences filled me with anticipation and a sense of eager curiosity. As part of the clinical posting, our cohort was divided into five groups, each tasked with immersing themselves in a specific topic for a period of two weeks, after which we would switch to a different topic with another group.

The first day of our posting was filled with an electrifying buzz of energy and enthusiasm as we were assigned to our respective groups. We were all eager to dive headfirst into the practical aspects of medicine, finally being able to apply the theoretical knowledge we had been assimilating in our classes into real-world scenarios.

As my group set out on our clinical journey, we were met with an array of well-structured practical sessions that were expertly organized and led by seasoned professionals in the medical field. This marked a refreshing departure from the traditional approach of relying solely on theoretical classroom lectures. Now, we were exposed to real patients, medical examinations, diagnostic procedures, and treatment techniques.

Through this firsthand experience, we were able to gain a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of our assigned topic. Our learning extended beyond books and academic discussions—we were now actively engaging with patients, diagnosing ailments, and experiencing the intricacies of medical practice. This immersive approach allowed us to witness the human side of medicine, providing insights into patient care, empathy, and the multi-faceted nature of healthcare.

The dynamic nature of our clinical posting brought forth a newfound sense of excitement and fulfillment. It was immensely rewarding to see our previously theoretical knowledge manifest in live, practical settings. The two-week period flew by as we threw ourselves into the enriching world of medical practice, soaking up every nugget of wisdom and expertise offered by our instructors and mentors.

As we prepared to transition to a new topic and group, I found myself reflecting on the tremendous growth and learning I had experienced during this first phase of our clinical posting.

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