If we don’t learn from this story, we will wake up again to another bitter round of the same “meal” we’ve been served for ages.
This is a salient message;
THERE'S POWER IN UNITY, NOT JUST NUMBERS.
A United Minority Is More Formidable Than A Divided Majority.
FOOD 4 THOUGHT
SAD BUT TRUE
Akara and Pap were breakfast served every morning in a hostel of 100 people.
Out of the 100, 80 didn’t like it. They complained daily, saying they were tired and wanted something different.
But the remaining 20 were satisfied. They liked it just as it was.
But even those who want change are divided—along tribal lines, party names, personal interest, ego, ambition, etc.
2027 might seem far away, but it's already around the corner.
Akara and Pap kept winning, not because it was the best, but because the people who didn’t want it were too divided to agree on anything else.
In Nigeria, many are tired of the same old hardship, bad governance, and recycled leadership.
We know who and what d real problems are
But the 80 who didn’t like it were never united. Their votes went in different directions:
18 for Bread and Tea
16 for Yam and Egg Sauce
14 for Jollof Rice
12 for spaghetti
10 for Indomie
10 for Moi Moi and Pap
Can u guess what the result was every single time?
To solve the issue, the warden introduced a simple rule: Every night, everyone would vote for what they wanted to eat the next morning. The meal with the highest number of votes would be served.
So every night, the 20 who loved Akara and Pap voted for it—with one voice.
When I was pregnant with my first child, my husband practically stated that the child must be a girl. He prayed, hoped and began dreaming about it. However when I gave birth, here came a baby boy. I saw the disappointment on his face. He wanted a daughter as first child
To be honest if I’m to share 1m with both parents… I will give my dad 950k and my mom 50k…
Do you know why? You see that one I gave my father, he will still end up spending it on my mother