Solicitor, Advocate & NOTARY PUBLIC; Catholic; blogger; advocate of good governance; human rights activist; public affairs commentator; political analyst
But some called it grammar. Na grammar we go chop. Now chop is scarce and likely to get worse if a narcissistic political class that thinks only of how to manipulate elections continue to care little for the people and experience no consequences.
@winexviv None of my children will participate in the NYSC program until the issue of insecurity in Nigeria is tackled by the Government! Patriotism, my foot! Period!!
I can’t even lie, today I’m so so proud and excited! I literally have the best parents and relatives in the world.
When I gained admission, my Dad was really sick, that has to be one of the worst years of my life. I thought I’d lose my dad that year, I almost quit school. They said he had a hole in his heart and a lot of things. He was fainting on the road randomly and was rushed to the hospital. My 100l result was the worst and this was part of the reason. Someone, God in his infinite mercy and love protected this man for us, then my mom!!!! God go bless my mama like mad😭 This woman became the backbone. I never paid school fees late, EVER! As semester dey start, before I even come back to school, my mummy don ask all of us “how much is your school fees”, she don send am, my aunties and uncles no even allow us cry small. Call them to wish them happy new month? “Send your account details”, you’re going back to school? “Send your account details”.
School wasn’t all roses but on my soul, it wasn’t extremely difficult because of these people❤️❤️❤️
And now, I and my sisters are out of school, one first class, two second class upper😌😌❤️❤️
Thank you God, thank you daddy, thank you mummy, thank you Aunty IJ, Aunty Cee, Aunty Chinenye, Aunty Lily, Aunty Hope, Aunty Pat, Aunty Nkechi, Aunty Ifeoma, Aunty Ada, Uncle Georgie, Uncle Oba, Uncle Hope, Uncle Reggy, Uncle Agidiwa and Uncle Innocent. One way or the other, each and everyone of you made today possible ❤️❤️
As the first daughter, I also know how much responsibility I had to shoulder for these girls🥺❤️ Someone said today “Precious, you’re a pacesetter, because you didn’t live a useless life and stayed humble, your sister had no choice but to emulate, you should be very proud and God bless you”. I almost teared up🥺❤️ Even days where I was tired, drained, exhausted, I had to come through for them in ways I could! And thank God, thank God we all made it on a proud note. Congratulations to the daughters of Mr Benneth and Mrs Perpetual. You guys did good❤️❤️
Mary is the mother of our Lord Jesus Christ, who in turn is GOD THE SON in the tripod of the Holy Spirit! So, Mary is the mother of God! God the father came into this world as Jesus Christ & when Jesus went back to heaven, the HOLY SPIRIT, the 3rd arm of the tripod of the HOLY TRINITY was sent to the world as the comforter!
Mary is the mother of our Lord Jesus Christ who is the God the son in the tripod of the Holy Trinity. So, it is right to refer to Mary as the mother of God. There are no contentions about this unassailable fact.
A protestant called me a whore.
My offence was saying that Mary is the Mother of God.
I was genuinely shocked by it.
But, it doesn't change the fact that Mary is the Mother of God.
The CatholicChurch is the only universal church in the world! I am really proud to be a Catholic Church adherent! The blessed sacrament is unique because that is actually Jesus. Christ in flesh and blood! The Holy Mass is the highest form of worship and sacrifice for all Catholics.
Every Catholic who goes to Mass knows exactly what this priest is saying.
The beautiful thing about the Catholic Church is that if I find myself in Japan and I go to Mass there, I won't feel lost at any point in Mass.
I don't even understand one word in Japanese, but I know exactly what the priest is saying and what is going on at Mass.
This is the beauty of the Catholic Church.
She is One and True.
It is my pleasure to announce that we have officially commissioned the landmark Nnenna Oti Bus Terminal in Umuahia, and it is now ready for public use. The project is a multimodal transport hub designed to accommodate more than 340 buses at once, powered by sustainable infrastructure and connected to our growing network of electric buses.
The facility is named in honour of Prof. Nnenna Nnennaya‑Oti, the courageous INEC Returning Officer in the 2023 governorship election, whose integrity and patriotism remind us that ordinary people can achieve extraordinary results by simply standing for the truth.
Her name on this terminal is not just about one person, but a tribute to all electoral officials, security operatives, party agents, and citizens who resisted intimidation and defended democracy.
With 20 electric buses already in operation and more on the way in the coming weeks, the project signals our bold vision for a modern, safe, and sustainable transport system in Abia. The facility is also supported with independent power and water systems to ensure uninterrupted operations.
In my address titled “Raising the Bar”, I stated unequivocally that we have moved beyond the era of small ambitions. We refuse to be boxed into margins that underestimate our strength. This principle underpins all our undertakings.
I extend special commendation to the contractors, Planet Projects Limited, for a job well done in delivering this landmark facility. I also appreciate the dedication of the Commissioner for Transport, Dr. Chimezie Ukaegbu, the SSA Transport, Dr. Obioma Nwaogbe, and their team for the critical role they played in bringing this vision to reality.
I call on all residents and members of the host community to take ownership of this facility, to maintain a clean environment, and to guard against vandalism. This terminal belongs to you, and its success depends on your care. I also urge all Abians to pay their taxes regularly. Development cannot be sustained without collective responsibility, and every naira contributed helps us deliver the future our people deserve.
It cannot work for both of you. You must be intentional about your choice of a life partner. Don’t commit yourself to a lifelong relationship with your partner when you are not attracted to him sexually and emotionally. Don’t marry out of pity or due to a sense of duty or appreciation! Be wise!
I have been friends with a guy for 10+ years. I find lately that he is more and more of what I want. Hes charming, a gentleman, has a great job, 2 nice cars, his own nice house and he loves me more then anything. But Im just not attracted to him. He stable, a great guy and would do anything for me. He's suggested that I move in with him. I have health issues and haven't worked in over 4 years, yet he still says he wants me as more then a friend. But again, im not attracted to him physically, but love him for all the other stuff. Can it work out for us?
Tomorrow is Children’s Day.
But honestly…
What exactly are we celebrating?
The Nigerian child wakes up in a country where survival has become a curriculum.
A country where a child can score 9 A’s and still have no future.
Where intelligence is punished by poverty.
Where brilliance dies in classrooms without teachers.
Where dreams are buried under school fees.
Where children read under candles while politicians’ dogs live better than them.
Some children trek kilometers to school barefoot.
Some sit on broken floors to learn.
Some haven’t touched a computer in their lives, yet we expect them to compete globally with children building robots at age 10.
Some children are hungry in class.
Some are abused at home.
Some are already losing hope before adulthood even begins.
And the painful part?
We have normalized it.
We have normalized failure.
Normalized mediocrity.
Normalized a broken education system.
Normalized leaders who send their own children abroad while the children of ordinary Nigerians are trapped in collapsing schools.
A country that destroys its education system is not just failing students.
It is committing slow suicide.
Because every abandoned classroom today becomes insecurity tomorrow.
Every child denied quality education today becomes a wounded adult tomorrow.
Every broken school today becomes a broken nation tomorrow.
I have traveled across Nigeria.
I have seen children who are incredibly brilliant.
Children who could become world-class scientists, inventors, doctors, engineers, creators.
But they were simply born in the wrong environment.
That is the tragedy of Nigeria.
Not lack of talent.
Lack of opportunity.
And this is why I fight.
Why I speak.
Why I refuse to stay silent.
Because I believe the Nigerian child deserves more.
A child should not need to “know somebody” before succeeding.
A child’s future should not depend on whether their parents are rich.
A child from Enugu, Kano, Bayelsa, Zamfara, Lagos, Ebonyi, or anywhere in this country should be able to dream again.
Real nations are not built in government houses.
They are built in classrooms.
The greatest investment any country can make is not oil.
Not buildings.
Not politics.
It is children.
And until Nigeria treats education like a national emergency, we are only decorating poverty.
So tomorrow, while people post happy Children’s Day graphics, I want us to ask ourselves one uncomfortable question:
What kind of country are we handing over to these children?
Because one day, history will judge this generation.
And it will ask us whether we protected the future…
or destroyed it.
Happy Children’s Day to every Nigerian child still daring to dream inside a system that keeps failing them.
Please don’t stop dreaming.
Some of us are fighting for you.
Tomorrow is Children’s Day.
But honestly…
What exactly are we celebrating?
The Nigerian child wakes up in a country where survival has become a curriculum.
A country where a child can score 9 A’s and still have no future.
Where intelligence is punished by poverty.
Where brilliance dies in classrooms without teachers.
Where dreams are buried under school fees.
Where children read under candles while politicians’ dogs live better than them.
Some children trek kilometers to school barefoot.
Some sit on broken floors to learn.
Some haven’t touched a computer in their lives, yet we expect them to compete globally with children building robots at age 10.
Some children are hungry in class.
Some are abused at home.
Some are already losing hope before adulthood even begins.
And the painful part?
We have normalized it.
We have normalized failure.
Normalized mediocrity.
Normalized a broken education system.
Normalized leaders who send their own children abroad while the children of ordinary Nigerians are trapped in collapsing schools.
A country that destroys its education system is not just failing students.
It is committing slow suicide.
Because every abandoned classroom today becomes insecurity tomorrow.
Every child denied quality education today becomes a wounded adult tomorrow.
Every broken school today becomes a broken nation tomorrow.
I have traveled across Nigeria.
I have seen children who are incredibly brilliant.
Children who could become world-class scientists, inventors, doctors, engineers, creators.
But they were simply born in the wrong environment.
That is the tragedy of Nigeria.
Not lack of talent.
Lack of opportunity.
And this is why I fight.
Why I speak.
Why I refuse to stay silent.
Because I believe the Nigerian child deserves more.
A child should not need to “know somebody” before succeeding.
A child’s future should not depend on whether their parents are rich.
A child from Enugu, Kano, Bayelsa, Zamfara, Lagos, Ebonyi, or anywhere in this country should be able to dream again.
Real nations are not built in government houses.
They are built in classrooms.
The greatest investment any country can make is not oil.
Not buildings.
Not politics.
It is children.
And until Nigeria treats education like a national emergency, we are only decorating poverty.
So tomorrow, while people post happy Children’s Day graphics, I want us to ask ourselves one uncomfortable question:
What kind of country are we handing over to these children?
Because one day, history will judge this generation.
And it will ask us whether we protected the future…
or destroyed it.
Happy Children’s Day to every Nigerian child still daring to dream inside a system that keeps failing them.
Please don’t stop dreaming.
Some of us are fighting for you.