Tonight, our nation has reason to give thanks.
The children and teachers abducted by Ansaru terrorists in Oyo State have been rescued by our security forces, alive and unharmed. No ransom was paid. No concession was made.
I salute every officer and operative whose courage, discipline, and professionalism made this possible.
To those who seek to spread fear through terror, know that the Nigerian state will pursue you relentlessly. We will protect our people, defend our communities, and never relent until peace and security prevail across our country.
BOLA AHMED TINUBU
President & Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces
Federal Republic of Nigeria
Victory Yinka-Banjo is a Nigerian academic prodigy whose achievements include:
1. Scored A1 in all nine subjects in the 2020 (WAEC).
2. Earned A* grades in all her Cambridge IGCSE subjects.
3. Was named the World Best Candidate in Cambridge IGCSE English as a Second Language (Speaking Endorsement) by Cambridge Assessment International Education.
4. Received 19 scholarship offers from leading universities in the United States and Canada, worth a combined estimated value of over US$5 million. These included offers from MIT, Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Stanford, Brown, Johns Hopkins, the University of Toronto, and the University of British Columbia.
5. Won the Gold Award in the Queen's Commonwealth Essay Competition (2020).
Nigerians are just too good.
And lots more!
Congratulations.
I have today signed the NIMC Act 2026 into law.
For nearly twenty years, Nigeria’s identity system operated under a law written for a different era. That era is over.
This new Act gives our nation a modern, secure and digital identity framework fit for the Nigeria we are building, a Nigeria on the path to becoming a one-trillion-dollar economy.
My father refused to let my younger brother travel for “just one month”
My brother hated him for it.
Three years later, we found out what my father had known all along.
And till today, none of us have recovered from that conversation.
😭
It happened during Father's Day season in 2023.
My younger brother, Tunde, had just finished NYSC and was desperate to “make it”
One evening, one of his friends called with exciting news.
There was a construction job in another state. Good pay. Free accommodation. They only needed young men willing to work hard.
Tunde was over the moon.
“Mummy, this is my breakthrough”
He had already packed his clothes before the week ended.
Everybody was happy.
Everybody except my father.
The man didn't say much. He just sat quietly and kept asking strange questions.
“Who is employing you?”
“What company?”
“Where is the office?”
“Who signed the appointment letter?”
My brother became irritated.
“Daddy, opportunity won't wait forever. My friends are already preparing”
My father only nodded.
The next morning, he said something that shocked everybody.
“You are not going”
The whole house exploded.
My mother begged.
I argued with him.
Even Tunde shouted.
“Daddy, you don't want me to progress!”
But my father refused to explain himself.
He simply said:
“If you hate me for ten years, hate me. You are not going”
For the first time in my life, I saw my brother cry out of anger.
For weeks, he barely spoke to my father.
Anytime Daddy entered the sitting room, Tunde would stand up and leave.
He accused the old man of jealousy.
He accused him of wickedness.
My father said nothing.
He would only answer with:
“One day, you will understand”
Six weeks later, one of the boys who travelled with that same group came back.
Thin.
Scared.
And completely different.
That was when we heard the truth.
There was no construction company.
No proper accommodation.
Nothing.
The boys had been taken to an isolated camp where they were forced into illegal activities.
Some escaped.
Some disappeared.
Some families never heard from their sons again.
When that boy came to our house and mentioned the names of the young men who had travelled, my brother sat down on the floor.
He couldn't speak.
My father quietly stood up and went inside.
Nobody followed him.
That evening, I found him sitting alone on the veranda.
I asked him softly,
“Daddy, how did you know?”
He smiled.
“I didn't know”
I was confused.
He continued.
“I just knew something was wrong. Everything was too rushed. Too secretive. Too sweet”
Then he looked at me and said something I'll never forget.
“A father doesn't need to be right every time. Sometimes God only asks him to stand in the way”
That sentence stayed with me.
But the real shock came months later.
My mother told me something she had kept to herself.
Apparently, after everyone had gone to bed that night, she woke up around 2 a.m. and found my father in the sitting room.
Alone.
Praying.
Not sleeping.
Not watching television.
Praying.
She heard him saying:
“Lord, if this boy hates me for the rest of my life, let him hate me. Just don't let me bury my son”
My mother said she quietly went back to the bedroom and cried.
Because she realized something.
My father wasn't enjoying being the villain.
He was terrified.
He just chose his son's safety over his son's approval.
Eventually, the anger disappeared.
Tunde apologized.
Daddy laughed and said,
“So now I am no longer your enemy?”
Everybody laughed.
Life moved on.
Today, my brother owns his own business.
He has two children.
And every Father's Day, he calls our father before anyone else.
Last year, I heard him tell Daddy something that brought tears to my eyes.
He said:
At my direction, following the visit of a high-level Federal Government delegation that I sent to the Esiele and Yawota communities in Oriire Local Government Area of Oyo State, I have approved the recruitment of 1,000 forest guards in collaboration with the Oyo State Government.
Una cámara de seguridad instalada en una estación de metro de Bogotá captó una escena que nadie esperaba y que, días después, inspiraría a millones de personas en redes sociales.
Todo ocurrió un lunes a las 5:42 de la mañana. Mientras gran parte de la ciudad aún dormía, las cámaras mostraban a Mateo, un joven de 19 años que trabajaba limpiando los pasillos de la estación durante la madrugada. Llevaba un uniforme desgastado, unos zapatos viejos y una mochila negra apoyada junto a un cubo de agua.
Al principio, las imágenes parecían una rutina común. Mateo barría el suelo mientras los pasajeros pasaban apresurados sin mirarlo. Pero minutos después ocurrió algo que cambió por completo la percepción de quienes vieron el video.
Cuando terminó de limpiar una esquina de la estación, sacó varios libros de su mochila, miró el reloj y se sentó en el suelo junto a la pared para estudiar. Con los mismos guantes de trabajo puestos, comenzó a repasar apuntes de matemáticas y física. Cada cierto tiempo se levantaba para seguir limpiando y luego volvía rápidamente a sus libros.
Durante casi dos horas repitió exactamente la misma rutina:
Trabajar. Estudiar. Trabajar. Estudiar.
Sin descanso.
Más tarde, uno de los supervisores reveló que Mateo llevaba más de un año viviendo así. Trabajaba desde la medianoche hasta las seis de la mañana y después viajaba directamente a la universidad para asistir a sus clases de ingeniería.
El video se volvió viral cuando una empleada del metro compartió las imágenes con una frase que conmovió a miles de personas:
“Mientras muchos se rinden por cansancio, otros luchan en silencio por sus sueños.”
Las redes explotaron. Millones comenzaron a compartir el clip, impresionados por la disciplina del joven. Aunque el cansancio era evidente y por momentos parecía quedarse dormido, Mateo siempre volvía a abrir sus libros y continuaba estudiando.
Días después, periodistas lograron entrevistarlo. Con una sonrisa humilde, contó que su padre había fallecido cuando él era niño y que su madre sobrevivía vendiendo comida en la calle. Desde pequeño entendió que la única forma de cambiar su vida era estudiando.
“Hay días en los que siento que no puedo más”, confesó. “Pero recuerdo por qué empecé. Quiero darle una vida mejor a mi mamá.”
Sus palabras tocaron el corazón de millones. Poco después, la universidad confirmó que Mateo no solo estudiaba ingeniería, sino que además era uno de los mejores alumnos de toda la facultad.
Tras la viralización, muchas personas decidieron ayudarlo. Una empresa se ofreció a cubrir todos sus gastos universitarios hasta graduarse y otras personas le regalaron una laptop y materiales de estudio.
Pero más allá de la ayuda o la fama, lo que realmente impactó fue el mensaje que dejó su historia.
Ese viejo video de CCTV recordó algo que muchas veces se olvida: los sueños más grandes suelen construirse en silencio. Detrás de cada logro casi siempre existen noches largas, sacrificios invisibles y personas que, aun estando agotadas, se niegan a rendirse.
Hoy, la estación de metro sigue funcionando como cualquier otro día. Pero para millones de personas, ese rincón donde un joven estudiaba sentado en el suelo se convirtió en un símbolo de disciplina, esfuerzo y esperanza.
Ìbàdàn, the ancient city that's still standing and very relevant. It has many brown roofs because many of its past inhabitants started using roofing sheets while some people were still using straw and bamboo.
Still, the city hosts many modern structures. That's why it revels in both past and present glories!
Ìbàdàn, the blessed city that sits on the hills, I love you so much!
The airline lost my bag for 72 hours.
They handed me a $50 “courtesy” voucher at the baggage desk and smiled like they’d done me a favor.
I kept the voucher. Then I opened my laptop and used a 1999 international treaty they never mention at check-in.
Total recovered: $1,650.
Here are the three legal weapons most passengers never know they have.
I saved for months to attend a Christian conference where my favorite preacher was ministering.
Not just any seat.
Front row.
Close enough to hear every word clearly.
Before the session started, a lady tapped my shoulder.
“Hi,” she smiled softly. “My church group is seated here, but my ticket is for the overflow hall downstairs.
Would you mind swapping with me?”
I looked at her badge, then mine.
“I’m really sorry,” I said kindly, “but I sacrificed a lot to be here.”
Her expression changed immediately.
She turned to her friends and said loudly,
“Imagine coming to a Christian gathering and refusing to show love.”
Another girl added,
“We’re believers.
Why are Christians so selfish these days?”
I stayed quiet for a moment, then replied gently:
“If giving away a seat is the loving thing to do, why doesn’t one of you swap with her and sit downstairs?”
Silence.
Nobody moved.
Nobody volunteered.
And in that moment, I learned something important:
Many people admire sacrifice when it costs someone else.
But wisdom is knowing that saying “no” does not make you less like Christ.
Humans by nature are very divisive.
In the world: Europe/America vs Africa
In Africa: North vs Sub Saharan Africa
In Sub Saharan: Nigeria vs South Africa
In Nigeria: Igbo vs Yoruba
In South Africa: Zulu vs Venda
Humans love to bundle together against other humans!
Most South Africans are loving. South Africa was recently rated, most friendly country.
People must be careful not to get swayed by the politics of using a few hundreds to shape who millions of South Africans are.
#AfricaMustUnite
I will never boycott anything South African because of a minority group of people. There is a huge silent majority in South Africa with logical minds and beautiful hearts.
I always tell the story of my followers. I have over 1.7 million followers on social media, yet out of all those people, I only receive abuse from a few hundred. I therefore cannot run away from social media because of a few clowns.
Similarly, I cannot boycott South Africa because of a loud and rowdy minority.
I just had the craziest experience at the airport.
We are about to board a flight to Atlanta when the pilot from the incoming plane walks out of the jetway. Guy is probably late 50s, salt and pepper hair, military look. The kind of pilot you instantly feel good about seeing on your flight.
Pilot walks over to the counter, gets on the PA system, and starts addressing everyone. “Folks, I’ve been doing this a long time. Flying one of these jets is easy. The hard part is looking at 130 people and telling them their flight is going to be delayed.”
Audible groans throughout the boarding gate. Most people here are flying to Atlanta as a layover before another flight. 130 people just had their day become a complete mess.
The pilot goes on. “I get it, trust me. But here’s the deal: During our landing, we had a small mechanical issue. I’m not your pilot for the next leg, but I don’t feel confident the jet’s safe to fly until we have a mechanical team look it over, and I don’t feel comfortable asking the next pilots to fly you guys until we get confirmation.”
He points at the agents next to him behind the counter: “Now, none of this is the agents’ fault. Please be kind to them. I’m the one who made this decision, not them, so any inconvenience you experience is my fault. Just please know that I don’t do this lightly, and I’m only doing it because I believe it’s in the best interests of everyone’s safety.”
Now this is where the story gets crazy. The pilot puts the microphone down, grabs his suitcase, and all the people in the gate…
Start clapping.
I’m not joking, everyone starts clapping for the guy. 130 people who just had their travel plans ruined give an ovation to the guy who made the decision and delivered the message.
All because he addressed them with decency and transparency, took ownership of the decision, made it clear that it was necessary, and explained why it was in everyone’s best interest.
It’s honestly one of the best examples of strong communication—of strong leadership, for that matter—that I’ve seen in a long time.
@Delta, whoever your Atlanta to Wichita pilot was this morning, he’s one of the good ones. Please tell him the delayed passengers of flight 1637 appreciate what he did.
BAT is actually very sound and intelligent.
He answered these questions brilliantly.
Africa should start teading to each other what we have.
This is president's speech.
No prompter. No ringlight.
Just him pouring out words intelligently.
BAT 👏
President Tinubu finished that Kigali Conference.
I was super impressed, the Presenter was impressed, and the audience was very impressed.
Mr President showed the stuff he's made of.
Super electrifying!!!
"I decided to be audacious with infrastructure, things that people planned 47 years, 45 years back and they couldn't do. I embark upon that. Open 800 kilometers of waterfront road, Calabar Coastal Road, so that I can create opportunity for those who will stay in and enjoy tourism in Nigeria. It's a beautiful country if you know how to use it."
— President Bola Ahmed Tinubu at the Africa CEO Forum
Me: What will I gain if I leave this visionary man and support a minimalist?