Looking at the wig on my wife’s head… omo money is good ooo. 😍
See beauty. See elegance. See fresh babe. ❤️
The wig fine, no doubt, but the woman wearing it? Another level entirely. God really blessed me with a fine wife.
Today I will be watching my wife take her oath into the medical profession, years of sleepless nights, sacrifices, exams, and prayers finally crowned with this moment.
I’m beyond proud of you, my baby. The world just gained another beautiful technician, and I gained even more reasons to admire you.
Congratulations Olori❤️
This picture? This was the era people warned teachers about us 😅
Secondary school days in Nigeria were not for the weak. If you survived it, you deserve a medal and national recognition.
We were the “bad boys”… not criminals, just the type that principals already knew our names before morning assembly ended.
Every morning we promised ourselves: “Today we will behave.”
By first break 10:00AM, we had already broken at least 3 rules.
We ironed uniforms with pots because NEPA had its own timetable. We hid phones inside socks. We smuggled food into class like we were crossing borders.
Staffroom knew us personally.
The punishment ground felt like our second classroom.
And yet we still showed up the next day with fresh energy.
Our teachers called us stubborn. Parents called us difficult.
But deep down, we were just boys trying to feel big before life humbled us.
We fought. We laughed. We shared lunch like it was a feast.
We formed friendships stronger than blood without even knowing it.
Funny thing is the same “bad boys” people feared are now men carrying responsibilities nobody prepared us for.
Life humbled us.
But those memories? They still make us smile.
I miss those days.
Happy New Year 🎊🎆
Doors will be opened,
Breakthroughs will be celebrated,
History will be made,
And Protocols will be broken.
TheDESH will be GREAT 💪🏽🙏🏾