From our Mail Earlier Today;
Hello readers,
My name is Jackson Ogbonna, a 300level student of economics, University of Ibadan. I am a concerned student and a friend of Dami.

This is a passionate appeal to my fellow students, my mummies and daddies in management, and the general public. I am concerned about my friend, Dami, a 100level student of Philosophy, University of Ibadan. I fear for her wellbeing. I fear for her life.
I believe she needs help. Dami is barely 17years old. She’s a young lady with a bright future ahead of her. But I’m afraid she and is being influenced by some malicious elements.

In my opinion, Dami is passing through a stage in her life that is characterized by a high level of youthful exuberance. Everyone passes through this phase at one time or the other. For some, it comes quite early in life (before teenagehood) and for others (like Dami) it comes later in life.

Lemme tell you a story. I too was a victim of youthful exuberance. Among the many manifestations of such exuberance was theft. And I was very good at it. And quite frankly, I enjoyed it. I felt I was living large. I was beginning to see a life of theft as an ideal lfe. But my story changed on that very day I was caught by my neighbour. It was in the morning. I still remember the “dirty slaps” and flogging I received that day. My parents weren’t even around.
Someone would have thought that at my age, I should have known right from wrong. But what happens when one believes that wrong is right and right is wrong? Even Shakespeare said it that there is nothing right or wrong. Only thinking madng right or wrong. Only thinking made it so.

One of the reasons I overcame this challenge was because the first set of people to discipline me were also the first to counsel me. Indeed, I am a living product of the proverb that says that when elders use their right hand to beat a child, they should use the left to correct that child. My Aunt left Ikoji every weekend for about 3 months just to come and check up on me. This was the same Aunty that slapped me on that fateful morning and my nose started bleeding. I admit, it was really difficult to change.

There were times I nearly fell back into the hole. But I didn’t. Not because I was perfect. But because I had people around me. People that never gave up on me. People that were on my matter 24/7
Look at me now. If I could change, I believe Dami can too. But she can’t do it alone. She needs our help. Gossiping about her, or casting aspersions at her will not help.

I remember Imabong (May her loving soul rest in perfect peace). She was a student of Law at the same Univeristy as Dami, in the same level as Dami, and in the same age bracket as Dami. Imabong died because of the same peer pressure and malignant influence.

Lemme tell you a story. I too was a victim of youthful exuberance. Among the many manifestations of such exuberance was theft. And I was very good at it. And quite frankly, I enjoyed it. I felt I was living large. I was beginning to see a life of theft as an ideal lfe. But my story changed on that very day I was caught by my neighbour. It was in the morning. I still remember the “dirty slaps” and flogging I received that day. My parents weren’t even around.

Someone would have thought that at my age, I should have known right from wrong. But what happens when one believes that wrong is right and right is wrong? Even Shakespeare said it that there is nothing right or wrong. Only thinking madng right or wrong. Only thinking made it so.

One of the reasons I overcame this challenge was because the first set of people to discipline me were also the first to counsel me. Indeed, I am a living product of the proverb that says that when elders use their right hand to beat a child, they should use the left to correct that child. My Aunt left Ikoji every weekend for about 3 months just to come and check up on me.

This was the same Aunty that slapped me on that fateful morning and my nose started bleeding. I admit, it was really difficult to change. There were times I nearly fell back into the hole. But I didn’t. Not because I was perfect. But because I had people around me. People that never gave up on me. People that were on my matter 24/7
Look at me now. If I could change, I believe Dami can too. But she can’t do it alone. She needs our help. Gossiping about her, or casting aspersions at her will not help.

I remember Imabong (May her loving soul rest in perfect peace). She was a student of Law at the same Univeristy as Dami, in the same level as Dami, and in the same age bracket as Dami. Imabong died because of the same peer pressure and malignant influence.

She would have been alive if we were quick to read the signs and come to her aid. But we weren’t and now she’s gone. We cannot rewrite the past. But we can make sure that history doesn’t repeat itself. It’s not too late to save my friend, to save Dami. I believe this is God’s work in motion. I can’t imagine what would have happened to Mary Magdalene had Jesus condemned her too.

He wants us to save Dami. He doesn’t her to die before her time. He doesn’t want another 100level student of UI to die again because we chose to ignore her in her darkest hour. He has a bright plan for her future.

To my fellow students, let us rally round her. Not in contempt, but in love. Let us show her that we care. Let us show her that we are one family (the UI family). Let us check up on her frequently. Let us offer benign advice. Let us help Dami during this dark moment in her life.

To our mummies and daddies in management, Dami needs you more than ever. There is an African saying that goes thus, “A child has more than one father and one mother” I believe she need more parental guidance and counselling than punishment (suspension/rustication/SDC) at the moment.

To the general public, let us put Dami in our prayers. For it is only God that can touch her heart.
Thank you for reading.
#SaveMyFriend
#SaveDami
#OneUI_OneFamily"

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Lalasticlala Mynd44 Dominique

These make sense

May God help and touch her life

Waoooo!

Whoever this Jackson Ogbonna is, you have my support and prayers for Dami!!


#SaveDami#






NB: not replying your mentions is not because of pride rather its because I will not want to drag myself down the mud with pigs.

Sorry for not honouring your mention with a re-mention!

lecturerdabo:
Waoooo!

Whoever this Jackson Ogbonna is, you have my support and prayers for Dami!!


#SaveDami#

Why not lend Dami your common sense if you have any.

I have been there....I hope she learns from it and stop it

Lalasticlala Mynd44 Ijebabe MissyB3 Dominique

Wow this is so touching. We humans are so quick to judge and castigate people who do wrong, forgetting that we have our own imperfections and inadequacies . It's unfortunate that this girl's own is theft and whatever she might have done. If God condemned us and cut us off when we do wrong(which is constant anyway), I don't think we'd be where we are now. Instead, He still loves us despite our filthiness and draws us close. As humans, we should help lift up each other and not cast each other down. This has really opened my eyes to a lot of things. Looking at it plainly, we humans ain't shît, whether we are thieves, liars, cheaters, fornicators, back stabbers and so on. We are the same category of dirt. No one deserves to be treated bad because we feel that their own sin is intolerable.

Who will change will change. Sometimes, there are limits to what can be done, One has to make a choice to make a difference and only them can.

Most times, these fvcked youths won't want listen let alone to take an advice.

They are too quick to curse, insult and even threaten you.

These present crop of youths are very aggressive and then television and the internet and Kim Kardashian destroyed them completely.

Too bad.

Lalasticlala Mynd44

This is... I don't know what to say sef, beautiful and touching I guess.

Jackson is the perfect definition of a friend. If we count now, we would lose count of those that used to be friends with Dami until this started and just one person deemed it fit to stand by her, admit that she's indeed guilty and is trying to save her before this ruins her. I hope Dami finds help and if these acts of hers are indeed manifestation of youthful exuberance, I pray she outgrows them fast. Damilola isn't alone, no one is perfect, the only thing is some of us commit ours in the privacy of our homes, don't make yourself judge because you feel your sins are minor or no one knows about them. Saving is better than condemning.

Jackson, you're blessed for this single act. #SaveDami

Young wild and free smallies

Dami please don't damn your life

Come back home(to your senses') prodigal child.



And May the gods hear Jackson's plea and redirect you dear

Peer pressure

I was never influenced, not a minute

At 10,I decided to differ from the crowd... This guy asked why I was a fan of Liverpool when I was 9, I answered... I just want something different

Now I dont drink, I dont smoke, I dont do anything off order

Its decisions, peer pressure may be a hindrance... But there again, you've got all rights to decide if you want in or not