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TED Talk. (2009, October 08). The danger of a single story | Chimamanda Adichie 2020 [Video file]. YouTube. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmjKUDo7gSQ

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.
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I went to Jeremy's school yesterday. I went and parked in front of the school.

It was the same spot I parked on Tuesday when I came to look for him.

When the school had closed, I stepped down from the car, I was anxiously watching to see Jeremy walk out of the gate. I waited for a while and suddenly, I saw him amongst a group of friends strolling out.

One of his friends tapped him on his back and pointed to me. Jeremy screamed in excitement.

"Daddy..."

And ran to me. He embraced me warmly. His friends came to say hello to me. I greeted each of them, brought out some change, and gave to them to buy something for themselves on their way home.

They were so happy.

Jeremy looked at me.

"You came to pick me up?"

"Yes. I did."

He grinned in excitement and waved at his friends.

"Bye, everyone. See you tomorrow."

And he entered the car.

While we were driving I noticed a finger mark on Jeremy's cheek. It was like a cut. It had the shape of a fingernail.

"Who gave you this cut on your face, Jeremy?"

He touched it with his hands.

"My mum. She slapped me this morning."

"Why?"

He looked at me and turned his gaze back to the road.

"My mum insists that I should take the public bus to school from now on. She doesn't want me to follow you anymore."

"Why?"

"I do not know."

"Before now, did she know I dropped you off at school?"

"Sometimes. I told her."

"And she is not happy I do that?"

He nodded his head and turned to look at the road.

"I came by at your house today and heard her shouting at you. I am sorry I could not intervene. I was scared it would make things worse for you."

He was speechless.

While driving past Kilimanjaro, an eatery at the old airport, he kept staring at the place. I saw his face and knew he'd want to go in. So I took a turn into the building.

I told him to come down so we could buy some snacks together.

He smiled.

We walked in, picked some snacks and ice cream and both walked out.

While we were driving home, Jeremy said to me.

"Thank you, Dad. My friends have told me about about how they visited this place. Today I visited it too and will tell them the story. Tomorrow they'll also be telling me how rich my dad is because of the money you gave them today."

I laughed.

I dropped off Jeremy at home and drove back to work.

This morning I waited until 7:15 and when I didn't see Jeremy come to my house as he usually does, I drove off to work. I knew he had taken the bus just like his mother instructed.

I am at work now, and considering the second option.

I want to meet Jeremy's mum tonight. I am not evil. I am just a young man who loves her son as much as she does.

That's all.

My name is #Chibuzo Eze 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!*

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The Character. The Habit. The You.
At the end of the day, what really follows us isn’t just what we’ve said or achieved—it’s who we’ve become.
The character we have lived.
The habit we have formed.
The you that played the role.

Our character is the unseen voice that speaks for us even in our absence. It’s not built in the spotlight, it’s forged in the quiet, private choices we make when no one is watching us.

Our habits?
Well, as we know it is the small, repetitive steps that shape our direction.
They either grow us or ground us. Build us or break us.
We don’t rise to the level of our dreams by just dreaming—we fall to the level of our discipline. The rigorous process that forms that very habit.

And then there’s you !
The version of yourself you’re becoming daily.
Not the curated one for others, but the raw, real one. The one who’s learning, failing, showing up, healing, becoming.

So don’t just work on what you do; work on who you are.
Because eventually, the life you live will reflect the character, the habit, and the you, that you’ve built over time.
#GodsGeneration
#spreadthelove

She was just a cleaner trying to get to work. One splash of mud changed all her life! The rich woman behind the wheel had no idea – someone powerful was watching...
The city woke in silence, cloaked in early mist and leftover rain. Streetlights blinked against the morning haze, and the air still carried the chill of night. Along Crownville Avenue, a young woman moved with quiet purpose. She wasn’t in a rush, but her pace was steady—like someone used to walking the long road.
Her uniform was clean, her shoes worn from use. A small bag hung from her shoulder, packed with her breakfast and cleaning gloves. No makeup, no umbrella, no shield from what life might bring that day.
At the next corner, a sleek white SUV waited for the light. Its engine hummed with soft power. Inside sat a well-dressed woman in large sunglasses, sipping something green from a straw and scrolling her phone.
And then—
A splash.
A sharp burst of water from a puddle.
And the young woman stopped, soaked from head to toe.
There was no time to react.
The SUV rolled past, slowing just enough for a voice to call out from the window—cheerful, distant, maybe even amused. Then it sped off, disappearing into the traffic like nothing had happened.
She stood still for a moment. No screams. No anger. She just adjusted her bag, blinked a few times, and kept walking.
But someone else saw.
From across the street, a dark sedan sat quietly. Behind its tinted windows, a man watched the entire moment unfold. His eyes followed the woman, then shifted to the SUV fading into the distance.
He didn’t smile.
He didn’t speak.
But his fingers tapped the steering wheel once—then again.
He picked up his phone.
“Can you find out who she is?” he asked, voice calm but firm. “The girl who just got splashed.”
A short pause.
“Yes, sir,” came the reply.
The line clicked off.
The young woman never looked back. She didn’t know anyone had noticed. She didn’t know her morning had been quietly recorded in someone else’s mind—and that her quiet resilience had just shifted something unexpected.
Because sometimes, the smallest moments leave the biggest impressions.
And not all acts of kindness are random.
Sometimes, someone sees more than we think.
And sometimes, it all begins with a splash.....
#DISCIPLINE
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