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Miserable Exchange I had gone to do a little something at my old school (OBAFEMI AWOLOWO UNIVERSITY) and was on my way back home. I was only going to take a quick detour to the bank. Teachers, we hardly get the chance to do anything else than teaching. Our mornings are never free to allow us go to the bank and I had some money I had been wanting to deposit for a long time. Luckily, I got this chance to go back to school where I could easily do my transaction and be out quick to continue my journey and I was going to grab it. Now, quick information about OAU if you’ve not been there. Basically, you don’t have money if you don’t have ‘change’. ‘Change’ in school means: small denominations of money, e.g. ₦10, ₦20 etc. Nobody could be bothered to break big denominations for you. And big denominations begin from ₦50 and above. Knowing this peculiarity and knowing the least amount I had was ₦200, I had asked my friend who I stayed with to give me ‘change’. She only had ₦50, which I thought w

There's a reason we're Christians and the reason is Christ . It's just sad though that majority of Christians now just bear the title. "What's your religion?" "Oh! I'm a Christian". When are we going to understand that what we are doing is not and should not be merely RELIGION ? You hear things like 'Bornagain Christians'. Why do we have to emphasize that the Christian is one bornagain? Really, why? Because to me, a Christian is supposed to be born-again and if there's one that is not. He's really just not a Christian! Period! But you know, we have to put a demarcation between the real and the fake, so we say 'born-again Christian' I wrote this as a spoken word, my very first attempt at it. It's a reminder, of the reason why we are Christians and what our response should be. LOVE Let's go riiiight back to the start When nothing was up, Well….. at least that's what we know It’s a story about love, one about Grac

Unwanted Proposition "Hey Gift, How far na?" (How are you), Tina strolled into the room. "I'm fine..." Gift replied her friend absentmindedly and Tina noticed, but she decided to ignore her friend's 'downing' spirit, she had great news for Gift. "Guess what!" "What?" Gift asked in a bored kind of way. she was really in no mood for games, neither did she think she was interested in what Tina had to say (she only put up with her most of the time). But Tina will always ignore her obvious disinterest. "I got someone for you.." She said excitedly. Gift had absolutely no idea what Tina was going on about, 'What was Tina talking about? Someone for her?! Our lady continued though, "This man is fine and riiich" she dragged out the 'rich'. Now, Gift was just plain confused "And trust me, he'd give you anything, I mean, every single thing you want..." She droned on as she gesticulated with

It's me again So guys, I'm back! After almost a year, a month actually😁, but what's the difference?🤷🏽‍♀️ I've not given you guys a new post in a while and I wish I could say it's because I've been busy, but I can't. I mean, I've actually been busy but not enough to not be able to give you guys something. So.... This is me, saying sorry, (sobbing) I'm sincerely sorry for all the pain I've caused you😭 Pain Ke?😄 Okay, so that's been overly dramatic but I can't help the drama at times. What have I actually said in essence since you started reading this post? Nothing... Ehn? Wait! Did you just agree that I wrote 'nothing'? Really? If you know you agreed, I just really want to let you know that, that was the end of our friendship there. Yeah, it was good while it lasted buh I can't do this anymore😂 Drama again! I'm sorry guys, for wasting your precious time. Nope, 🙅not sorry at all, sure I didn't waste your time. Don&

Let us know who you are I had reason to travel, once upon a time (not too long ago), and as the bus I was in, reached a police checkpoint, I saw the driver had squeezed an amount of money and stretched his hand out the bus towards the policeman who was supposed to 'check' us. I watched as the policeman 'secretly' collected the money and pocketed it, it was so fast, you wouldn't believe anything occurred, if you weren't already watching like I was. Not too long after that, I watched again as we approached another checkpoint and the driver this time, brought out a 500 naira note, now obviously this is big money, so the driver had to linger for some 'change', I saw as this policeman searched his pocket for 'change' for our driver, without an iota of shame. I mean, I couldn't see any sign of "I shouldn't even be doing this" on his face, none at all. When he couldn't find 'change', he beckoned, sorry, shouted at another

How wicked can you be? "See me, see trouble o🤷, there's no food anywhere, the land is dry, people are broke. Myself, I've been managing the food we had left in the house, we've been eating it (my child and I) little by little, just once per day, there's no 'eating to get satisfied' now o, there's only 'eating to stay alive', and this man is asking me for food, as if he doesn't know what's going on in the country. Anyways, me I just told him that this is the last on me, this is the last food I have, I intend to bake this little thing (flour), myself and my child will eat it and get ready to die, because we have absolutely nothing left, nothing at all after this...... and guess what he replied, "...make mine first, then you can make for yourself and your child" 🤣, it's funny isn't it? I'm not even going to try to analyze the wickedness embedded in that statement. All I explained to this man meant nothing to him, I

I hate him! I wish he'd just die! Some weeks ago, I saw a pop-up on my phone, it was news that a certain someone had died. I couldn't believe my eyes, "Is he really dead?" I couldn't help the excitement I felt at the time, "you mean this man is finally dead. Thank God! If only all these people could be dying one by one, oh what Joy!" All these was what went through my mind when I saw the news, before I even discovered that the news was untrue and was only a click-bait. The man in question, I believed was a cruel man, very wicked. I had therefore built up my own hatred for him so much that I couldn't help the joy I felt at the possibility of his death. Even as I was thinking all that and actually saying some out loud, I began to ask myself deep down if I was in the right path of thought. I mean... It is natural to hate a wicked person and I didn't even have to consider what I wanted to feel about the situation, whether it was true or not, I just f