I earn 1 - 2 million naira bi weekly asides trading and that amounts to almost 4 million naira every single good month.
I’ve been doing this since I started becoming profitable and it got more better at the beginning of the year and I’ve earned nothing less than 20 million naira from this since this year.
I literally scaled in trading with this from 0 to where I am now!
I am not scared to go back to zero cause I’m always capital based and 💥 boom I’m almost a million naira up again!!
I started with just a phone and till now, I have never even opened a laptop to do anything.
AND ALL I DID WAS JUST WITH THE USE OF MY PHONE EVERY DAY FROM THE COMFORT OF MY HOUSE AND GET PAID!
NO HAD WORKS!
NO DEGREE!
NO EXPERIENCE NEEDED.
JUST MY MOBILE PHONE AND GOOD INTERNET.
If you are interested and want to know how, must be following!!
Repost and comment the word “How”
And I'll send you a full guide immediately.
You must be a full member of the channel in my bio to continue your journey and learn more while you earn.
This woman reports that her little niece was kidnapped last night. She has been appealing to the public to help her share this video incase someone may have seen the little girl.
Please help share this video.
Let’s help find this innocent little baby. https://t.co/M38K5N0mor
That's me and my brother David.
This is me and my brother David. He is 16. He cannot swallow his own saliva. Please help us save him. Account below. 🙏🏽
780k out of 3M
1792999730
Access Bank
Deborah Kelechi Michael
He begged for his life.
He was only teaching our kids.
He was married for 10 yrs without any child.
He was the only son of his family.
But the APC government could not protect him.
He was slaughtered like a chicken by terrorists.
And NUT asked us to pray & fast for 3 days.
Before hospitals existed, Yoruba women prepared Marugbo for new mothers to cleanse the womb, restore the gut and rebuild the body after childbirth. No IV drip. No prescription pad. Just a pot of dark herbal wisdom passed from mother to daughter for centuries.
I am Nigerian, and right now my dream is bigger than me.
Only about 4.5% of medical literature globally are represented on Black skin.
That means millions of Black patients are learning from systems that barely look like them. Medical students study diseases on skin tones that are not their own. Doctors are trained with visual references that often fail Black bodies.
That gap has consequences.
So I am deciding to build towards changing it.
I’m starting with a book.
But the larger vision is far beyond that. I want to help build software and medical visualization tools that make Black medical representation impossible to ignore.
This is not just about diversity aesthetics, this is about accuracy, education, visibility and better healthcare outcomes.
One day, I want a Black child studying medicine anywhere on earth to see themselves fully represented in what they learn.
And I believe we can build that future.
I hate having to ask for help but I really need it rn
I'm in a huge debt, drowning in bills and on the verge of getting kicked out by my landlord
If you can please support me by commissioning me, buying my arts or buying prints
Please please Twitter come through for me 🙏🏽
The last few months has been a tough and excruciating battle with my life.
I am sure I have had to suffer more pains than the guy at the cross who asked Jesus for a place in his kingdom.
For those who don't already know, I have a lump on my throat and it has grown to the point where it's now capable of eating my own blood.
The lump, according to the series of scans I have done is called Lymphoma.
In simpler terms, I have been battling Lymphoma.
I have gone days where I couldn’t talk, days where I couldn’t move my body from the bed for the whole day, nights where I have had my life flash before my eyes just because I chose to pee, days where I have had constant blurry visions where I couldn’t see things or anyone clearly, this explains why I have stayed off Facebook because I can’t see for long.
I am very weak. It’s the first thing you’d notice when you see me. I am being assisted to walk as I cannot walk on my own. In two months, I have fallen at different places that have sometimes resulted into injuries. How I am still alive, I do not understand it yet. The weakness is very evidenced in my voice, it has been the weakest it has ever been and my speech has become somehow incoherent. When I talk for over 30 seconds, I begin to gasp for air. I am sure some of those who have called me during this period will understand this better.
I have emaciated a lot. I don’t even look like me anymore.
I have been receiving treatment at the teaching hospital here in Uyo. I am scheduled for a biopsy soon, but I have to wait another week cus the hospital decided to shut down the hospital and send patients home after an issue that occurred at the hospital entrance yesterday.
For those who don’t know, a biopsy is done to check if a lump is cancerous or not. So a mini surgery is required as they’ll have to cut a part of my throat to remove the small lump they need for the biopsy.
The result of what the biopsy would be scares me a bit. First, because I don’t have the energy to go through cancer treatment after this horrible last two/three months. I really hope it’s not cancer so I can begin to prepare my mind for a major surgery instead.
My family and friends have been supportive financially, emotionally, morally during this period. But I’ll be needing your help and support as they can’t do it alone. The biopsy and a possible surgery will cost me significant finances. I need your help. I already thought I’ll be dead by now. But I wake up to life every morning, surprisingly. And since the universe still wants me alive, please help me stay alive. Thank you very much.
7083295784
Ufonime
Opay
6869773014
Ufonime
FCMB
I hope to return to Facebook again after all these. But I need to be okay first. At least get the blurry vision out of the way so I can see your updates on my screen again.
I am thankful to everyone who has reached out one way or the other to ask about my well-being. I opened my Messenger app for the first time few days ago and I was overwhelmed at the plethora of new messages. I would attend to those messages as soon as I can gather enough strength. Thank you everyone. God bless you.
If God wills, I will be back.
Please help Hufon Hime survive
His
Before. After
Photo below 👇