When I first posted that I went to Edo, some of my relatives and close friends couldn't believe. Some were asking if I didn't go to work while some asked how I managed to reach Edo and come...
...back the same day. Well, I actually visited Umaza community at Iguobazuwa area, Ovia Southwest, Edo State. And I shall narrate.
My friends would recall that I did my NYSC service in Edo . My Place of Primary Assignment (PPA) was Umaza Secondary School.
I met different persons at Umaza but became close to only few of them, such as the principals, teachers and my fellow corps members.
Nonetheless, there were men who weren't in the categories above. For instance, I had the place of Pastor Lucky Ediale Igharo of Assemblies of God Church in that community as my go-to place; to charge phone, watch football and wrestling. He is a nice man.
I once visited the area after my service year because I had promised them to pay a visit. It was a moment of pleasure. I was smiling as the bus conveying me moved like a flying beatle.
I was gaping at the bushes left and right. Filled with joy as I was staring at the loaves of bread in my hands like a newly married groom. So exciting!
I can imagine the gate of the school that celebrated a lot of people who stood there to make calls; the newly completed extra classes in the school; the beautifully built, modest Corpers Lodge; the school compound beautified with palm trees; the foggy environment,
accompanied by an early morning dew; the shining stars amidst the hypnotic dark sky; the blood-sucking, tiny sunflies that descend in the afternoon; and the tarred road from Iguobazuwa down to Siluko. The last time I saw a rainbow was also at Umaza. Good sights to behold.
Did you know? As nice as the community is, there is no mosque there. Church everywhere and no single mosque. In fact, except few Hausas I have seen and myself, I don't think there's any other Muslim there. The village is over 95% dominated by Christian believers.
Did you know? As nice as the community is, there is no mosque there. Church everywhere and no single mosque. In fact, except few Hausas I have seen and myself, I don't think there's any other Muslim there. The village is over 95% dominated by Christian believers.
To burst your brain, I was even the only corps member who was a Muslim at that time. One will have to take a bike to Iguobazuwa for one to attend Jumat prayer; and that cost ₦400 to and fro. It was a bit challenging.
Iguobazuwa market is also a place that comes to life every four days. If the market commences on Monday and you forget to get food stuff, then you'll have to wait till the next market day which is Friday.
Shall I put aside all these experiences and focus on the main issue? Okay. I visited the area again yesterday and met some of those friends I have made there, though the junior corps members I left there had already done their Passing Out Parade (POP) a long time ago.
Pastor Lucky was happy to see me. We discussed at length for he is a political analyst and I always enjoyed him talk about issues in Nigeria then.
I can't recall majority of the issues we discussed but I definitely recall our last discussion. It was about marriage. I clearly remember the advice he gave me. He said, "Wasiu, if you want to marry, marry a woman that has sense."
I got the message immediately. Then, it was left for me to ask how I will recognize a sensible woman, but there was no time. You might want to ask me why I said there was no time despite our lengthy discussions.
That's because the moment we were didn't give me much opportunity to talk further. So, I gave him a quick response.
I told him, "Sir, I don't have much time to spend here, so I have to go now. I know this is a dream and I'll have to wake up soon."
That was how the midnight journey ended around 4:30am. I woke up, then smiled and prayed. It seemed like a dream, but it was so real.
When I was in 300L, I vied for my faculty presidency. I had an encounter with some 200L kids, Gabby and Berry, from History and Diplomatic Studies (HDS) Department, OOU.
They were supporting my opponent who was also from HDS. The kids were quite insolent! They would intentionally insult me in order to arouse my anger. They did it everytime I campaigned online.
I knew they were trying to play with my emotions. My supporters adviced me to ignore them, but the insults kept coming in from different angles.
I leave everything to the Almighty,
For He will take care of them.
He sees, hears and knows me.
So, I don't have to worry.
Don't stress yourself asking me
Why I haven't done this or that.
Ask the ONE who takes care of everything.
He will do everything.
So, I don't have to worry.
In that position you think I should have been,
I also wish for it.
Yet, there is the ONE who can make it happen.
So, I don't have to worry.
If you're reading this, then you're my contact list; and I have an interesting opportunity for those who believe we can achieve something together.
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My study so far on progression and growth have posited that a man cannot grow alone. You succeed by helping others to succeed. It's even highly possible if there's mutual agreement.
The agreement will also last as long as both parties keep to the terms of agreement.
Someone once told me that if you intend to deal with someone, you should be able to believe in the person. That's only when you can both achieve...
Can you imagine?!
Even a security personnel at the bank wants you to tip him out for helping you out at the ATM.
A Tale.
Sometime last week, my ATM card got stuck in the machine and I couldn't retrieve it. I needed to withdraw, so I had to utilize cardless transaction means, at the ATM, to get cash. The charge was N50.
Some days ago, someone transfered some money to me, so I went to bank again to withdraw. Since I had no debit card, I was thinking of cardless withdrawal. Then noticed that I could use fingerprint method to avoid unnecessary charge, as I had tried it before...