I had mentioned in our services this morning that @IbukunAwosika answered a very sensitive question on marriage where a lot of wisdom can be gleaned
I realised the video was actually posted by @JesusHouseBalt
Here it is.
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Sorry to say this but when a very young child stares into space, does not respond readily, they need a neurological evaluation asap . They may be having absence seizures or other neurological issues . Pls get this gorgeous baby evaluated.
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From ₦20 to Destiny: How General Useni Opened the Door to My Future - A Tribute
I arrived in Abuja with my friend Jeff Okoli at about 8 p.m. on the last night of NYSC registration. We arrived at Kubwa camp for registration barely two hours before closing time. With just ₦20 in my pocket—my last card, as they say—I stepped into Kubwa camp with a cloud of uncertainty about how I would survive. I looked around the NYSC camp and decided there was no going back. This was my dream, and I had made it this far.
I arrived in Abuja, my dream NYSC location (I was posted to Abuja without any man know man) full of hope. My hope was to be a public servant, and my ambition was to retire as a Permanent Secretary. Fueled by this ambition, I started inquiring about how to join the public service. I learnt that Gen Abacha, then Head of State, had placed an embargo on employment. Undeterred, I made further enquiries and learnt of a small window; the NYSC Award led to automatic employment.
I became obsessed with the goal. If the NYSC Award was the only guaranteed way into public service, I would earn it. There were no shortcuts, no favours—just sheer determination.
I launched my personal Community Development Service (CDS) project, the Campaign for Exam Ethics. I mobilised my fellow Corps members, and together, we went from school to school, speaking against exam malpractice, staging plays, and instilling a culture of integrity in young minds.
There were no weekend getaways and no time for travel. While others left Abuja to visit home, I stayed back, laser-focused. I did not miss a single day of my CDS work.
I wrote letters to many agencies to sponsor a conference on examination ethics and received numerous rejections. I persisted. Some days, exhaustion gnawed at me. The Abuja sun was unforgiving, and transport costs for my drama crew and me were a constant challenge. But every morning, I rose, dusted myself off, and marched to yet another school, determined to spread the message of examination and personal integrity.
I lost count of how many times I was turned away. Secretaries gave me tired glances, some agencies didn’t even open my letters. But after every rejection, I allowed myself only a minute of disappointment, squared my shoulders, and knocked on the next door. I had a dream too strong to be buried by rejection.
On one of my routine visits to the agencies to check if I had any luck, the Secretary of the Director General of the National Orientation Agency told me the DG had sent my letter to a department and that I should follow up. I did.
After one month of daily visits and sometimes trekking from the Area 1 Federal Secretariat to my Aunty's residence, the DG approved ₦25,000 for the conference. Prof Elochukwu Amucheazi approved it without meeting me and sent a director to represent the agency.
The conference, which had JAMB and WAEC staff, principals, and teachers present, was a huge success. It was made possible by a woman I only met once and pitched the idea to—Ms Agatha Chukwueke, then a senior staff member of Sheraton Abuja, now Mrs Nnaji, wife of Prof Barth Nnaji. She facilitated the donation of a section of Ladi Kwali Hall by Sheraton Hotel Abuja for the conference free of charge.
At my place of primary assignment—the Office of the Secretary to the Government of the Federation (SGF)—I didn’t just do my job; I made myself indispensable. Every day, after finishing my duties in the personnel department, I would go upstairs to Dr. Babangida Aliyu, the Special Assistant to the SGF, and ask:
"Is there anything I can do?"
Dr. Aliyu would later become a Permanent Secretary and Governor of Niger State. His career trajectory fascinated me. More than that, his Ph.D. from the University of Pittsburgh gave him a certain swag and confidence that I admired. I didn’t just want to rise in the civil service—I wanted to do it with substance.
Something CRAZY happened last year:
My PhD student's paper got accepted without revisions.
Yes, it had groundbreaking research.
Yes, it had rock-solid methodology.
Yes, it had awesome analyses.
But most of all, it had clear writing.
If you are curious on what topic to discuss with your teenage boys as I am. Here are few topics I found and choose to discuss with mine. I realize mine listen and act on it , even use the phrase like " my dad use to say to me " when he's with friends.
Alaafin stool: Oyo Mesi members were present when I consulted Ifa —Prof Wande Abimbola
Speaks on How Islam came into Yorubaland’
Interview by Lasisi Olagunju, Festus Adedayo and Saheed Salawu
January 18, 2025
A former Vice Chancellor of the University of Ife (now Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife), Professor Wande Abimbola, was third republic Majority Leader of the Nigerian Senate. The professor of Ifa divination who was installed as the Awise Awo Agbaye in 1981 at Ile Ife, speaks with LASISI OLAGUNJU, FESTUS ADEDAYO and SAHEED SALAWU on the role he played in the emergence of the new Alaafin of Oyo. He also talks about other issues affecting religion, culture and tradition in Nigeria and Yorubaland in particular.
You were involved in the choice of the Alaafin. How did it start?
Well, someone interviewed me yesterday or day before and it has gone viral. I don’t regret what I said, but I don’t want to say too much anymore; only to let you know that for the first time in modern times in Yorubaland, Ifa played a key role in the selection of a prominent oba. I said for the first time because in the past, in the entire Yorubaland, that is how it was always done. Ifa used to be the one who would pick the successor to the king who died. And any time they did that, it was not done with the influence of money or position. The choice of Ifa was always respected. But in recent times, they don’t do that anymore; it is now usually done with the influence of money. So, I was happy and surprised, too, that we could find a governor who says that we should consult Ifa. A year or two ago, we divined and it was so easy to pick someone, anyone — I didn’t want to know the person. That was how Ifa selected a person.
We did it and for a long time, we didn’t hear anything again. Actually, I came home for the marriage of one of my sons in Lagos. When the governor heard that I was around, he said he was just about to send for me again because he was ready, and the kingmakers were fighting among themselves. Some of them were questioned by the EFCC because it was allegations galore; some of them received money, plenty of money. Two days ago, they summoned me again and he said they presented names to me last year so, which one? I said the one Ifa picked remained the choice of Ifa. Fortunately, when they screened him, that number one, they didn’t find anything wrong; he hadn’t committed any crime. They know how they do their own screening. That was the person whose name was announced.