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This should be my feelings from 8pm today
But the excitement is too much
Tomorrow is PH (public holiday)💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼
#dicipline
#purity

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So I usually give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knows I leave home by 7 so by 6:30 he is at my gate waiting for me to take him to school.

He is always on time and never comes late. I felt the mother was helping him keep to time as well but I never asked. Me and her has never spoken or talked before. I rarely see her because she leaves home as early as 6 am and returns late at night.

Something bothered me.

Anytime I drop Jeremy at school, he says thank you, Dad embraces me and runs off.

Haa!

I felt it was strange. I wondered why he called me dad instead of Uncle.

So I asked him one time while taking him to school.

"How about your daddy?"

"I don't know him. Mum says he is somewhere and she doesn't know where."

"So why do you call me daddy when I drop you off in school."

"Well because I see you as my daddy. In my school, everyone's dad drops them off at school. And you drop me off at school too."

I smiled.

I understood where the dad thing was coming from.

On Friday, while driving him to school I noticed he was not happy. He was very quiet all through the ride. I asked him what the problem was and he told me.

"Our school asked our parents to come for an important meeting on Monday. Mummy said she will not be able to come because she will be busy in Monday."

"Is that why you are sad?"

He nodded his head.

"Everyone father and mother will come. My mother will not be there."

I asked him to cheer up.

On Monday morning, after I dropped him off at school. He came down and said bye Dad.

I noticed he wasn't happy.

I drove off and by 9am I decided to return to the school to attend the meeting.

When his mates saw me, someone shouted.

"Jeremy, see your daddy. He shouted and ran to embrace me."

He held my hands and took me to where the meeting was being held.

After the meeting, I left.

He was very happy I showed up. I could see the pride in his face.

This morning, I waited for Jeremy and didn't see him. I went to his house and was told he had gone to school.

This is the first time in 2 months he is going without me.

I am just worried.

Really worried.

My name is Eze chibuzo and I am the best at what I do.
#Discipline
#nakupenda

INTERNET AND THE EMERGING ZOMBIE GENERATION IN NIGERIA.

JAMB PERFORMANCE BY NIGERIAN STUDENTS SINCE 2007..

In 2007 -. 66% of NGR students scored 200 and above..

in 2008 - 63% scored 200 and above

2010 - 41% scored 200 and above..

2015 - 30% scored 200 and above...

2019 -. 24% scored 200 and above...

2023 - 23% scored 200 and above...

2025 - 22% scored 200 and above...

by 2035 if nothing is done to arrest this worrying decline, This yahoo and jenzzy generation will call for the ending of JAMB...

By 2050, university entry criteria will just be anyone who can spell his father's name...

most of this kids who fail JAMB and still get higher institution admission behave like kids who didn't attend primary school..

Education standard in NGR is in a state of coma ...
if nothing is done urgent.... it would be permanently buried....
Let’s stop lying.

*FUTURES CRUSHED. A NATION EXPOSED.*

- JAMB 2025 RESULT IS A DISASTER*

The 2025 JAMB results are here. A disaster. OVER 1.5 MILLION STUDENTS SCORED BELOW 200.

*WE ALL FAILED.*

PARENTS: YOU RAISED FRAUDS, NOT CHILDREN

You paid for “SPECIAL CENTRES” to cheat WAEC.
You cared more about BRAGGING RIGHTS THAN BEDTIME STORIES.
You taught your child to CUT CORNERS, NOT SOLVE PROBLEMS.
Now JAMB strips off the mask, and they drown.
What did you expect?
You wanted SHORTCUTS, NOT KNOWLEDGE.
Your child can’t think, but they know how to cheat. IS THIS PRIDE?

*DEAR SCHOOLS AND TEACHERS, YOU SOLD SOULS FOR PROFIT*

School owners, you hired teachers who couldn’t spell “education.”
Classrooms became TRADING FLOORS.

Teachers, you leaked exams, whispered answers, and called it “help.”

You had one job: TO BUILD MINDS. Instead, YOU BUILT LIARS.

Your students can’t write a sentence, but they know how to bypass integrity.
SHAME ON YOU.


*DEAR STUDENTS: YOU CHOSE EASY OVER EXCELLENCE*

TikTok over textbooks. Parties over past questions.

You mocked the “bookworms,” then prayed for miracles.

You thought JAMB would “sort itself.” Now reality hits: LIFE DOESN’T FORWARD ANSWERS IN A WHATSAPP GROUP.

You can afford to buy data, and get iPhones, but CAN'T BUY TEXTBOOKS OR SERIOUSNESS.

You gambled with your future. WAKE UP.


*TO OUR GOVERNMENT, YOU WATCHED THE FIRE BURN*

You UNDERFUNDED SCHOOLS UNTIL ROOFS CAVED IN.

You let UNQUALIFIED TEACHERS flood classrooms.

You ignored “MIRACLE CENTRES” because palms were greased.

Where are the POLICIES? THE OVERSIGHT? THE URGENCY?

You talk about “tomorrow’s leaders” while STRANGLING THE SCHOOLS meant to shape them.


*THIS IS OUR COLLECTIVE SHAME.*

*PICTURE THIS:*
Ten years from now, your child is the ENGINEER WHO BUILDS COLLAPSING BRIDGES,
The DOCTOR WHO KILLS PATIENTS,
The LEADER WHO STEALS BILLIONS.

IS THIS THE FUTURE YOU WANT?

We built this with:

1. Parents who VALUED TROPHIES OVER TRUTH,
2. Schools that SOLD CERTIFICATES, NOT CHARACTER,
3. Students who TRADED GRIT FOR GOSSIP,
4. And a government that LOOKED AWAY AND FAILED TO ACT.

It is nearly impossible for anyone who scored B’s & A’s in their WAEC WITHOUT MALPRACTICE to score below 200 in JAMB.

*SOMETHING IS DEFINITELY WRONG!*

©Paddylay

You've probably seen or heard or read these before but please read them again.

You don’t have to have it all figured out to take the first step.

Start small. Start unsure. Start scared. Just start.

The magic isn’t in perfection—it’s in persistence. Keep showing up for yourself, and one day you’ll look back and realize how far you’ve come.

Keep going—you’re closer than you think.

#grace
#@lilywealth

It's very terrible that many men live a horrible lifestyle but have high expectations for their son's in law. Some will even put the young man thru hell before they finally accept him and threaten him afterwards.
#chinosky
#grace

Some time ago, I accompanied a friend to a conference at a hotel, where he was scheduled to meet someone. While waiting for him in the lobby area just outside one of the conference halls, I sat quietly, scrolling through my phone and minding my business.

After a while, I noticed people going in and out of the hall beside me. Curiosity made me look up. A PhD defense was ongoing, I wasn’t really paying attention until I heard gentle clapping from inside the hall.

Then came the turn of a middle-aged man, probably in his late 50s. He stood at the front with a soft, shaky demeanor. He spoke slowly, carefully picking his words. Every few sentences, he paused.. not for effect, but because he stuttered. Still, each time he managed to get through a point, the audience clapped.. not out of pity, but in admiration and respect.

Toward the end, his voice broke. He asked everyone to kindly rise for a minute silence in honor of his wife, who had recently passed away. And in that moment of silence, he broke down in tears.

What I learned afterward left me speechless.

The man had only a diploma in Business Administration when he got married. His wife, a successful banker, pushed him to go back to school. She supported him through a BSc, then a master’s, and finally the PhD program he was now completing.

But just months before he would earn the title “Doctor,” his wife lost her life to breast ******.

He was shattered. She had been his strength, his motivation, and his helper. She had even taken time off her busy banking schedule to help him share questionnaires during his research. Though she herself had only a master’s degree, she pushed her husband beyond that point, right up to the very top.

Now here he was, defending his thesis without her beside him.

That’s when I truly understood the kind of love that doesn’t compete, the kind of spouse who gives you wings to fly without fear of your success.

Not everyone is lucky to have such a partner, one who celebrates your growth, fights for your dream like it’s theirs, and stands by you even when life tries to break you.

#knowledge
#Blessing

My Only Crime Was Being a Slim Girl

Sitting beneath the silver glow of the moon, Anita exhaled softly, fighting back the tears swelling in her eyes. She ran a hand through her thick, curly hair as her mind drifted back to the events of the day.

The morning had started with a wave of nausea—it felt like her ****** was around the corner.

“Ugh,” she groaned, stepping carefully down the brown wooden staircase. Her family was already seated at the breakfast table.

“Good morning, everyone,” she greeted quietly, sliding into the seat beside her father. “I feel sick,” she muttered.

“Well, if you ate more, maybe you wouldn’t feel that way. Look at you—you’re all bones and skeleton,” her sister Janice said, casually.

The room fell silent.

“Janice!” their mother snapped, eyes wide. “That’s a very rude thing to say to your younger sister. Apologize now.” She passed the golden Penny butter to Anita, whose face had already fallen.

“I’m sorry. I was only joking. Anita knows that,” Janice mumbled with a nervous chuckle.

Anita forced a smile and shrugged, but those words clung to her like a shadow.

The rest of the day dragged by. She kept to herself, brushing off her friends’ attempts to cheer her up. At school, things only got worse. Amarachi, the class bully, didn’t hold back.

“Anita, this your cloth no fit you at all. You be like broom wey dem dress up. You sure say breeze no go carry you one day?” she sneered.

Laughter exploded around her. Anita didn’t flinch, but her heart did.

Now, under the calm night sky, Anita sat in silence. She licked her lips, wondering why the world could be so cruel to someone who had done nothing wrong—except exist in her own skin.

But as the breeze touched her cheek, she made a silent vow: she would no longer give anyone the power to define her worth. No more shrinking back. No more tears. No more allowing people to body-shame her into silence. She would love herself—slim body and all.

Her only crime was being a slim girl. And that was no crime at all.

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Dear Reader,
Have you ever been judged or body-shamed for being too slim, too ***, too short, too tall—just too something? You're not alone.
Let’s speak up and lift each other.
Drop a comment below if you've ever experienced body shaming and how you overcame it.
Tag someone who needs to hear this.
Share to spread love, not judgment.

© Juliet Chinenyenwa Alex
#grace
#julietchinenyenwaalex

ManU, Chelsea, and Tottenham made it into the finals of UEFA's Continental competitions, but the real winner is PSG. The team from the Farmers League made it to the UCL final, beating 4 of England's top 6 teams along the way. They say Pride goes before a fall, so we might soon be calling the EPL a farmers' league at this rate.

Getting Money Is One Thing… But Knowing How to Manage It? That’s the Real Power.

Getting Money is Easy… Keeping It? That’s Where the Game Is.

You don’t need millions to grow wealthy — you need discipline, direction, and a plan.

Here are 10 no-nonsense money management tips to help you stop going broke even when you're earning:

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1. Pay Yourself First
Before you touch that paycheck, save at least 10%. Your future self will thank you.

2. Track Every Shilling
Know where your money is going. Budget apps or a simple notebook can expose your silent money leaks.

3. Cut Emotional Spending
Buying things just to “feel good” will leave your account feeling empty. Control the impulse.

4. Live Below Your Means
Just because you can afford it doesn’t mean you should. Peace of mind > flexing.

5. Build an Emergency Fund
Start with KSh 10,000. Life happens — don’t let one crisis wipe you out.

6. Set Money Goals
Saving for nothing leads to spending on everything. Save with purpose: land, car, business, etc.

7. Invest Wisely
Don’t let your money sleep in the bank forever. Learn to invest — even if it’s small. It grows.

8. Avoid Bad Debt
Borrowing for lifestyle, not investment, is a trap. Know the difference.

9. Set Clear Financial Goals
Saving without a goal is boring. Whether it’s a business, plot, or trip — give your money a mission.

10. Learn About Money
Read books, watch YouTube, follow finance creators. Money grows when knowledge does.

11. Invest Consistently
Don’t wait for millions. Start small — money working for you beats money just sitting.

#nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #MONEY

If it looks good but doesn’t work, it’s not good design. #aduloju70 #passion

Don't Fail to take Credit for your Hard work, but don't stay in that level. Strive for more! Life's worth exploring.
#Stephenjesse
#Nakupenda
#Discipline

Great dreams begins with dreamers but that's not really important cause anybody can just dream but every achievement is gotten by those who has the audacity to strive until the dream comes to reality, so what are you?
You're left to answer are you a dreamer or you make dreams come to Life.

#Focus
#team5