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Nakupenda is telling an African story of love https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmjKUDo7gSQ

Lessons from the parable of the 10 virgins: Be ready before an opportunity comes Be watchful and vigilant Being excellent in what you do is your responsibility. Personal development is very important! #Knowledge

This picture of young girls in grave clothes breaks my heart. These girls are people's daughters, raised with dreams and potential. Yet, they're taught to prioritize appearance and pleasing others over their own worth. We're raising girls to be objects, not thinkers, builders, or leaders. We claim to want empowerment, but often silence their voices and stifle their potential. It's time to break this cycle. Wendy Ologe's "Raising the Girl with Sense," is a call to action – a guide to raising confident, principled, and purpose-driven girls who know their worth and aren't afraid to be themselves. Let's raise torchbearers, not toys. The future is watching, and she deserves better. #grace #Loveth

Let love continue to be ur watchword #SpreadTheLove #team B #Esther Ekpenyong Tizzy_luv

A Barrow Pusher Became Rich After Public Insults and Abandonment Episode 1 The sun was merciless that afternoon, pouring its heat down like punishment on the busy streets of Onitsha. Chijioke’s skin was browned from years of exposure, his hands calloused from pushing his barrow through tight markets and uphill roads. He had just finished delivering a load of yams to a woman in Ose Market and was making his way back, tired but hopeful. Business had been rough, but today, he had made a little more than usual. It was enough to buy garri, sugar and a little amount to send to his mother in the village. As he paused by a roadside kiosk to buy pure water, he heard a voice he hadn’t heard in years — sharp, familiar, and once dear. “Is that not Chijioke?” the voice echoed. He turned, and his heart thudded. Ada. Beautiful, proud Ada. The same Ada he had once given his heart to in their village school. Now she stood radiant in makeup and fancy clothes, flanked by two other girls. He smiled awkwardly, lifting his hand in greeting. “Ada, long time—” She cut him off with a mocking laugh. “Chijioke! You still dey push barrow? Haba! Na wa o. Look at your mates! They drive cars, they wear suits. And you?” Her friends burst into laughter. One even took out her phone to snap a picture. A small crowd began to gather. Traders stopped. Bus conductors paused their chants. People stared. Chijioke’s heart sank. He felt like the ground should open and swallow him. “I used to like you before,” Ada continued, “but now I thank God I said no to you. See your life!” He stood rooted, too stunned to speak. The bottle of water slipped from his hand. His eyes burned with unshed tears, but he wouldn’t let them fall. Instead, he picked up his barrow slowly, nodded once, and pushed it forward. Each step felt like a hundred lashes to his pride. People whispered, others laughed, some just watched. It was the longest walk of his life. By the time he reached the edge of the market, his legs were shaking. He veered off the main road, found a quiet spot behind an abandoned shop, and sat on a broken cement slab. For the first time in years, he let the tears come. He cried for his dreams, for his shame, for his father who had died too soon, for the mother whose body was fading from sickness. He cried for being mocked, for being poor, for being helpless. But somewhere in the middle of the tears, a thought began to grow. What if this was not the end? What if her insult was a mirror showing him who he’d become — and who he could still be? The pain turned into fire. A quiet vow formed in his heart: They will never laugh at me like this again. #worldwide #africanfolktales #Discipline #nakupenda

Who else fear eves? 💔 #grace #listen_and_watch

Happy weekend fellas. What are doing for the weekend?. Sleeping Watching movies. Having some other fun. Swimming Hanging out with friends. Going to a cinema Attending a party Attending a seminar. Work,work and work all day. Attending to your school assignment Preparing for church services The list is endless. As you go about your day,I pray the power of God keep you safe from the evil of the day in Jesus name.

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

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4 months after I was born, my mom went back to University to get her degree. I'm her third child. She left me and my siblings with our Dad and paternal grandma and came home only weekends for three years until she finished her degree. She left 3 under-5 and went to pursue her career. At 28, she was doing her NYSC and pregnant with her 4th child. At 40, she already had her master's degree. She has been a civil servant since 1993. Now, at 61, she is at the peak of her career. A level 17 officer, Permanent Secretary grade. (Edit - Note: in 2023, Delta State increased retirement age from 60 to 65.) My aunty who was my mother's secondary mate and got married same year my mother got married, didn't continue with her education like my mom did. She had three children and tried to go back in her 40s when her last child was in secondary school, but she was only able to acquire tc2 (or whatever they call it). At the long run. My mom raised four successful biological children. My aunty raised three successful biological children. No, my aunty's children did NOT turn out better just because she gave up career and dreams to raise them. If you are measuring success based on wealth and quality and level of education, we are far ahead. There are no studies, research or statistics that indicate that children of stay-at-home mothers do better. If I could be asked to choose between an illiterate mother who stayed at home throughout my childhood and gave up career just to watch me VERSUS my mother who is a top/senior civil servant at the peak of her career, a boss in the office and boss at home, I would DEFINITELY choose the latter, and I'm glad that the latter is my reality. My father told me that he had opportunity to travel to the US or UK when I was just four. He was to travel there for research and enroute into becoming a university lecturer/professor. But he turned down the opportunity because he wanted to be there to watch his children grow every minute. Do you know what I told him? I told him that he should have gone. Some of my siblings also told him he should have gone. Imagine the children he stayed for telling him that he should have gone. My father's colleague who also got same offer went and came back for his family one year later. So, I told my father that leaving his family for a year or two would have been a worthwhile sacrifice to pay for a better future. He should have gone and come back for us a year or two later. My father was a very successful man, more educated than my mother and also got to the peak of his career, but not half as successful as he would have been if he had taken some risks, including leaving his children for a year or two. Why am I writing all these? For those women who abandon their dreams, careers and aspirations because of their children. Someday, your children who you abandoned your career for will ask you WHY? They will tell you that you should have pursued your career. Like I said, my father sacrificed career progression for us his children. My mother did NOT sacrifice career pursuit for anybody. While I understand the sacrifice my father made, as a grown adult, I still think my mother made the better choice. So, my dear women/mothers, I can tell you that at the long run, your children would be most proud of you if you pursue your career and achieve great career heights. I went back to full-time studies January to December 2024. I had my daughter in-between in April 2024. I got an extra degree and with that, I'm applying for jobs and negotiating salaries more than twice my salary in my last job. It wasn't easy doing that while nursing a baby, but I did it. My children would grow up seeing a strong mommy who didn't abandon her dreams. I want my daughter to know that she should never abandon her dream or chosen career for any reason or anyone. I don't want my children to ask me WHY? It's not easy combining academic/career and family. But nothing good comes too easily. Just do your best within your power and the opportunity and resources available to you. Copied ✍️

Being One of the First on Nakupenda: My Early Experience When I got the invite to join Nakupenda’s early test run, I felt a mix of excitement and curiosity. A new social media platform? A fresh start? A chance to be part of something before the rest of the world even knows about it? Of course, I said yes. Logging into Nakupenda for the first time felt different. There weren’t millions of users yet. No overwhelming noise. Just a small, growing group of people excited to build something new — something better. At this stage, every post, every comment, and every connection feels personal. We’re not just users — we’re pioneers. We’re helping shape what Nakupenda will become. It’s been amazing to watch the first sparks of community take shape. People supporting each other. Creators showing up authentically. Conversations that aren’t just about going viral — but about being real. Of course, things aren’t perfect yet — it’s a brand new platform after all. But that’s part of the magic: we’re growing with Nakupenda, not just watching from the sidelines. Being an early tester reminds me why I fell in love with social media in the first place: connection, creativity, and community — before the noise and algorithms take over. If this is just the beginning, I can’t wait to see where Nakupenda goes next. And I’m proud to say: I was here from the start. #knowledge #testing #earlybirds #gbemiking

*SUCCESS IS A DECISION!* Every day, people make choices. 💥 *Some are earning*—because they took action. 💥 *Some are watching*—waiting for the "perfect moment" that never comes. 💥 *Some are joining*—seeking a breakthrough. 💥 *Some are leaving*—because they didn’t see results fast enough. 💥 *Some have joined, but not working*—hoping success will come without effort. 💥 *Some are confirmed spectators*—always watching, never doing. 💥 *Some don't know why they joined the group*—lost in indecision. 💥 *Some joined, but don't know what is happening*—because they never asked or learned. 💥 *Some joined to copy and paste*—but success isn’t a shortcut, it’s a journey. But no matter where you stand today, *ONE THING IS SURE:* ✅ Success is not about luck. ✅ Success is not about talent. ✅ Success is a *DECISION.* #happiness