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A ten year old public school boy was finding fifth grade math to be the challenge of his life. Science? A piece of cake. Geography? No big deal. Spelling? Ha! Give me a break…but MATH? It was devastating! To not only him, but his mom and dad, too! And not that they weren’t doing everything and anything to help their son…Private tutors, peer assistance, CD-ROMS, Textbooks, even HYPNOSIS! Nothing worked. Finally, at the insistence of a family friend, they decided to enroll their son in a private school. Not just ANY private school, but a Catholic school. Nuns. Daily mass. The whole shootin’ match. Well, the first day of school finally arrived, and dressed in his salt-and-pepper cords and white wool dress shirt and blue cardigan sweater, the youngster ventured out into the great unknown. His mother and father were convinced they were doing the right thing. They were both there waiting for their son when he returned home. And when he walked in with a stern, focused and very determined expression on his face, they hoped they had made the right choice. He walked right past them and went straight to his room – and quietly closed the door. For nearly two hours he toiled away in his room – with math books strewn about his desk and the surrounding floor. He only emerged long enough to eat, and after quickly cleaning his plate, he went straight back to his room, closed the door, and worked feverishly at his studies until bedtime. This pattern continued ceaselessly until it was time for the first quarter report card. After school, the boy walked into the home with his report card – unopened – in his hand. Without a word, he dropped the envelope on the family dinner table and went straight to his room. His parents were petrified. What lay inside the envelope? Success? Failure? DOOM?!? Patiently, cautiously the mother opened the letter, and to her amazement, she saw a bright red “A” under the subject, MATH. Overjoyed, she and her husband rushed into their son’s room, thrilled at the remarkable progress of their young son! “Was it the nuns that did it?”, the father asked. The boy only shook his head and said, “No.” “Was it the one-on-one tutoring? The peer-mentoring?”, asked the mother. Again, the boy shrugged, “No.” “The textbooks? The teacher? The curriculum?”, asked the father. “Nope,” said the son. “It was all very clear to me from continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/humor-math-grade/ |
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Content Illustrative story Artist thought Poem History Braiding History. The African Child Art Project This illustration below depicts the strong family tie that exists within African families. It tells the story of a farmer – Mr. Ojo who lives in Ogun State, Nigeria. As a routine, he leaves for his cornfield at dawn and returns later in the evenings. On one occasion, he stayed late at the farm than usual. His daughter Ibukun (English meaning: Blessing) sat by door, looking out expectantly to catch a glimpse of her father. On his way home, Mr. Ojo’s thoughts centered on Ibukun. He thinks aloud, “My daughter, my pride, my shining star”. That explains why he worked hard at the farm and sells some of his farm produce to raise funds to pay her school fees. When he came within sight, Ibukun dashed down the road to welcome him home. Though tired and weak; he gathered the strength to throw her up in the air. see illustration here http://knowbase.appswheel.com/art-twinkle-twinkle-little-star-in-african-colours/ Artist Thoughts – Tunji Gabriel (08104217387) A star serves many purposes and has diverse meanings. They light up the sky, indicate times and seasons. I see a star as a symbol of HOPE. In our individual lives, we have key persons who serve as stars. They encourage and walk with us when all seems to be lost, they provide warmth when times are cold. They shine their “time” “resources” like a diamond in the Sky. Are you a star? Do you know one? Lets brighten the world by being STARS to our neighbours, friends and family. About the Author Tunji Gabriel lives in Lagos State Nigeria. He hails from Ondo state Nigeria. He is an artist, teaches photoshop and create illustrative drawings for primary and secondary school publishers. Some of his works have been published in social science and health science textbooks. To contact him call: 08104217387 AFRICAN CHILD ART PROJECT http://knowbase.appswheel.com/art-twinkle-twinkle-little-star-in-african-colours/ http://knowbase.appswheel.com/art-twinkle-twinkle-little-star-in-african-colours/ |
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While using the rest room (Emptying your bowels), have you ever stripped off your clothing’s completely? If you answered YES, I guess you did so to avoid interference. You needed to “enjoy” the “activity”. That moment was like a new experience. At the end, you achieved your purpose. Like the experience described above, studying should come with some excitement, fulfillment. Every learning session should be an experience; worth the time, pleasurable, rewarding and memorable. Memorable here means easy recall of the studied material. Effective studying is often advised to be carried out in a silent, private environment – the Library. In my case, I prefer to read in an environment with some background noise or music. No two people study the same way, and what works for one person may not work for another. Therefore, you need to discover what timing, location and approach etc suits your learning. In subsequent writings we shall be exploring different study method and general learning techniques that produces good results. Find study habit information in the school gist section here http://knowbase.appswheel.com/resources/ |
A mechanic was removing a cylinder head from the motor of a Harley motorcycle when he spotted a well-known heart surgeon in his shop. The surgeon was there, waiting for the service manager to come and take a look at his bike. The mechanic shouted across the garage, “Hey, Doc, can I ask you a question?” The surgeon a bit surprised, walked over to the mechanic working on the motorcycle. The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked, “So Doc, look at this engine. I open its heart, take valves out, fix ‘em, put ‘em back in, and when I finish, it works just like new. So how come I get such a small salary and you get the really big bucks, when you and I are doing basically the same work?” The surgeon paused, smiled and leaned over, and whispered to the mechanic… “Try continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/laugh-syrub-doctor-and-mechanic/ |
As each goose flaps its wings, it creates an uplift for the bird behind it. By flying in a V-formation, the whole flock adds 71 percent more flying range than if each bird flew alone. Lesson: People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going quicker and easier when they are traveling on the thrust of one another. When a goose gets sick, wounded, or shot down, two geese drop out of formation and follow it down. They stay with the goose to help and protect it until it is able to fly again or dies. Then they launch out with another formation to catch up with the flock. Lesson: If we have as much sense as geese, we will stand by each other. Whenever a goose falls out of the formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to fly alone and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird in front. Lesson: If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those who are headed where we want to go. When the lead goose gets tired, it rotates back into the formation and another goose flies at the point position. Lesson: It pays to take turns doing the hard tasks and sharing leadership. The geese in formation honk from continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/lesson-of-the-goose/ |
Late one night, a burglar broke into a house he thought was empty. He tiptoed through the living room but suddenly he froze in his tracks when he heard a loud voice say: “Jesus is watching you!” Silence returned to the house, so the burglar crept forward again. “Jesus is watching you,” the voice boomed again. The burglar stopped dead again. He was frightened. Frantically, he looked all around. In a dark corner, he spotted a bird cage and in the cage was a parrot. He asked the parrot: “Was that you who said Jesus is watching me?” “Yes,” said the parrot. The burglar breathed a sigh of relief, and asked the parrot: “What’s your name?” “Clarence,” said the bird. “That’s a dumb name for a parrot,” sneered the burglar. “What idiot named you Clarence?” Before the parrot could answer the question, ‘Jesus continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/hilarious-the-parrot-burglar-and-jesus/ |
Long ago in a small, far away village, there was place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the House, he thought to himself, “This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit it often.” In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/the-house-of-1000-mirrors/ |
An Atheist complained to a friend . . . “Christians have their special holidays, such as Christmas and Easter.” “And Jews celebrate their national holidays, such as Passover and Yom Kippur.” “But we Atheists,” he said, “have no recognized national holidays.” “It's unfair discrimination.” His friend replied, “Why don't you celebrate April first?” To say there is no God is to deny the obvious. for hilarious jokes visit http://knowbase.appswheel.com/category/fans/ |
This poem was written by an old woman living in a nursing home in Ireland. It was found among her things when she died. What do you see nurses, what do you see? Are you thinking when you look at me? A crabbit old woman, not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with far away eyes, Who dribbles her food and makes no reply When you say in a loud voice- “I do wish you’d try.” And forever is losing a sock or a shoe. Who unresisting or not, lets you do as you will, With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill. Is that what you think, is that what you see? Open your eyes, nurse, you’re not looking at me. I’ll tell you who I am, as I sit here so still, As I use at your bidding, and eat at your will, I’m a small child of ten, with a father and mother, Brothers and sisters who loved one another, A young girl of 16, with wings on her feet, Dreaming that soon now a lover she’ll meet. A bride soon at 20, my heart give a leap. Remembering the vows that I promised to keep. At 25 now, I have young of my own, Who need me to build a secure, happy home. A women of 30, my young now grow so fast, Bound to each other with ties that should last. At 40, my young sons have grown and are gone, But my man’s beside me to see I don’t mourn. At 50 once more, babies play round my knee, Again we know children, my loved one and me. Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead. I look at the future and shudder with dread. For my young are all rearing young of their own, And I think of the years and the love that I’ve known, I’m and old women now and nature is cruel, Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool. The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart. There is now a stone where I once had a heart. But inside this old carcass a young continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/poem-see-me/ |
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, “Look what I found!” In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn – not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating he sat next to my side And placed the flower to his nose and declared with surprise, “It sure smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too. That’s why I picked it; here, it’s for you.” The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.” But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/the-most-beautiful-flower/ |
Your money or your life? This question is synonymous to armed robbery. If you happen to be in this position (God forbids), what option will you choose? “My money” I guess. This piece sets out to expose a familiar crook that rob it victims of their money and life. We seem to keep a blind eye to it tactics and activities; yet it has robbed and continues to rob many of their dreams and aspirations. It cripples, maims and put the phrase, “had I known” on the lips of many. It grows and nurture regret. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you, robber Prof. PROCRASTINATION. Procrastination, can you please introduce yourself to my audience? (Procrastination puts on a wide grin and takes the floor). Ladies and gentlemen, my name is procrastination. Some people call me the thief of time, but in reality I rob people of their life. Is a man’s life not measured by his time? This explains why obituary posters state the times of the deceased. I rob people of their future by urging them to put till tomorrow what they can/should do today. I am the architect of many undergraduates poor grades, I encourage them to play away their time. I give them the assurance that their assignments can always wait; they can always do it at a later time. Many B.Sc holders never get to enroll for their Master’s degree, write certification exams. Government workers fail to invest for the raining day. I am the architect of all these. Infact…… (MC cuts in) Thank you Prof. Procrastination, that’s continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/procrastination-a-familiar-enemy/ |
A father passing by his teenage daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It was addressed “Dad”. With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:- Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you, but I’m leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I’ve been finding real passion with Randy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you’ll like him too – even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion Dad, I’m pregnant and Randy said that he wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn’t so old these days is it? ), and has no money, really these things shouldn’t stand in the way of our relationship, don’t you agree? Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It’s true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he’ll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too. Randy taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and he’ll be growing it for us and we’ll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don’t worry Dad, I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren. Your loving daughter, Rosie. At the bottom of the page were the letters ” PTO”. Hands still trembling continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/have-a-good-laugh-father-and-daughter-joke/ |
International Space University is offering scholarships to MSc students who are unable to cover all of their tuition fees. This aid is available to selected applicants and covers a portion of their fees. Students from Europe, USA, Canada and developing countries are eligible to apply for this MSc scholarship. Scholarship is granted on the basis of academic and professional merit, financial need and demonstrated financial need. Applicants for the MSc programs 2014-2015 requesting scholarships should apply online on the ISU website before 15 March 2014. This scholarship is provided to study ISU MSc programs, and for pursuing masters degree at International Space University. Eligibility MSc students who are unable to cover all of their tuition fees. Applicants must have a Bachelor’s Degree or the equivalent, including 3 years of studies as a minimum, awarded by an accredited university. This financial aid is available for: - applicants from Europe - applicants from the United States and Canada - applicants from developing countries - applicants from other countries (within the limits of funds available Students of the following countries can apply for this scholarship: - applicants from Europe (Albania, Andorra, Austria, Belarus, Belgium, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Bulgaria, Croatia, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Denmark, Estonia, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Hungary, Iceland, Ireland, Italy, Latvia, Liechtenstein, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Macedonia, Malta, Moldova, Monaco, Netherlands, Norway, Poland, Portugal, Romania, Russia, San Marino, Serbia and Montenegro, Slovakia (Slovak Republic), Slovenia, Spain, Sweden, Switzerland, Turkey, Ukraine, Vatican City) (these countries will have prioroty : Austria, Belgium, Bulgaria, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Denmark, Estonia, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Hungary, Ireland, Italy, Latvia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Malta, Netherlands, Norway, Poland, Portugal, Romania, Slovakia, Slovenia, Spain, Sweden, Switzerland, United Kingdom) - applicants from the United States and Canada - applicants from developing countries (Afghanistan, Algeria, Angola, Antigua and Barbuda, Argentina, Armenia, Azerbaijan, Bahamas, Bahrain Bangladesh, Barbados, Belarus, Belize, Benin, Bhutan, Bolivia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Botswana, Brazil, Brunei, Bulgaria, Burkina Faso, Burma, Burundi, Cambodia, Cameroon, Cape Verde, Central African, Republic Chad, Chile, People’s Republic of China, Colombia, Comoros, Democratic Republic of the Congo, Republic of the Congo, Costa Rica, Côte d’Ivoire, Croatia, Djibouti, Dominica, Dominican Republic, Ecuador, Egypt, El Salvador, Equatorial Guinea, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Fiji, Gabon, The Gambia, Georgia, Ghana, Grenada, Guatemala, Guinea, Guinea Bissau, Guyana, Haiti, Honduras, Hungary, Indonesia, India, Iran, Iraq, Jamaica, Jordan, Kazakhstan, Kenya, Kiribati, Kuwait, Kyrgyzstan, Laos, Latvia, Lebanon, Lesotho, Liberia, Libya, Lithuania, Macedonia, Madagascar, Malawi, Malaysia, Maldives, Mali, Marshall Islands, Mauritania, Mauritius, Mexico, Federated States of Micronesia, Moldova, Mongolia, Montenegro, Morocco, Mozambique, Namibia, Nauru, Nepal, Nicaragua, Niger, Nigeria, Oman, Pakistan, Palau, Panama, Papua New Guinea, Paraguay, Peru, Philippines, Poland, Qatar, Romania, Russia, Rwanda, Saudi Arabia, Samoa, São Tomé and Príncipe, Senegal, Serbia, Seychelles, Sierra Leone, Solomon Islands, South Africa, Somalia, Sri Lanka, Saint Kitts and Nevis, Saint Lucia, Saint- Vincent and the Grenadines, South Sudan, Sudan, Suriname, Swaziland, Syria, Tajikistan, Tanzania, Thailand, Timor Leste, Togo, Tonga, Trinidad and Tobago, Tunisia, Turkey, Turkmenistan, Tuvalu, Uganda, Ukraine, United Arab Emirates, Uruguay, Uzbekistan, Vanuatu, Venezuela, Vietnam, Yemen, Zambia and Zimbabwe) - applicants from other countries (within the limits of funds available). How to apply http://knowbase.appswheel.com/201415-international-space-university-msc-scholarship-program-in-france/ |
During the waning years of the Depression in a small southeastern Idaho community, I used to stop by Brother Miller’s roadside stand for farm-fresh produce as the season made it available. Food and money were still extremely scarce and bartering was used extensively. One particular day Brother Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation between Brother Miller and the ragged boy next to me. “Hello Barry, how are you today?” “H’lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus’ admirin’ the peas… sure look good.” “They are good, Barry. How’s your Ma?” “Fine. Gittin’ stronger alla’ time.” “Good. Anything I can help you with?” “No, Sir. Jus’ admirin’ them peas.” “Would you like to take some home?” “No, Sir. Got nuthin’ to pay for ‘em with.” “Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?” “All I got’s my prize marble here.” “Is that right? Let me see it.” “Here ’tis. She’s a dandy.” “I can see that. Hmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?” “Not ‘zackley… but, almost.” “Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble.” “Sure will. Thanks, Mr. Miller.” Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a smile she said: “There are two other boys like him in our community. All three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn’t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, perhaps.” I left the stand, smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Utah but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys and their bartering. Several years went by each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Brother Miller had died. They were having his viewing that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon our arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could. Ahead of us in line were http://knowbase.appswheel.com/mr-miller-and-the-marble-traders/ |
How Long Does Success Take? Here is an extract from HOW LONG DOES SUCCESS TAKE by Dr.Mani. It is hoped that you will find the motivation to look beyond your present circumstances and purse your goals, life ambition. “In real life, I’m a heart surgeon treating children born with heart defects. They’ve taught me a lot, these ‘Little Wonders’. Life dealt them a bad hand. Many won’t see their tenth birthday, or fifth – or even their first. Unless they have major surgery. Their lives are on hold, under threat… all the time. But they smile. Laugh. Play. And LIVE. They are survivors. Warriors in the battle of Life. And winners! They inspire me. What inspires you? Why do you do what you do? What purpose drives you to achieve more, get better, keep on persisting? Identify it. Tap into the power of it. Use it to inspire your thoughts and deeds… to fuel your success. Choose Success Imagine driving in a car to a place you want to go, and the road gets bumpy. What do you do? You could stop, get out of the car, and curse your bad luck You could turn your car around and go back to the smooth, quiet road to nowhere Or… You could keep going on, determined to get where you’re going – and knowing things will get better when you reach there. Not just keep going, but actually ENJOY the ride. And even be thankful that you’ve got a car, and that you know the way!” Download ebook here http://knowbase.appswheel.com/how-long-does-success-take/ |
Here is an extract from HOW LONG DOES SUCCESS TAKE by Dr.Mani. It is hoped that you will find the motivation to look beyond your present circumstances and purse your goals, life ambition. “In real life, I’m a heart surgeon treating children born with heart defects. They’ve taught me a lot, these ‘Little Wonders’. Life dealt them a bad hand. Many won’t see their tenth birthday, or fifth – or even their first. Unless they have major surgery. Their lives are on hold, under threat… all the time. But they smile. Laugh. Play. And LIVE. They are survivors. Warriors in the battle of Life. And winners! They inspire me. What inspires you? Why do you do what you do? What purpose drives you to achieve more, get better, keep on persisting? Identify it. Tap into the power of it. Use it to inspire your thoughts and deeds… to fuel your success. Choose Success Imagine driving in a car to a place you want to go, and the road gets bumpy. What do you do? You could stop, get out of the car, and curse your bad luck You could turn your car around and go back to the smooth, quiet road to nowhere Or… You could keep going on, determined to get where you’re going – and knowing things will get better when you reach there. Not just keep going, but actually ENJOY the ride. And even be thankful that you’ve got a car, and that you know the way!” Download ebook here http://knowbase.appswheel.com/how-long-does-success-take/ |
In this article, I am using my secondary school Alumni meeting as a reference (FGC Ugwolawo, Kogi State.) This question is often asked by some old students when invited to attend the alumni meeting of FGCUOSA (Federal Government College Ugwolawo Old Student Association). Find my answer below. In Ugwolawo, we have UREDO, UFEDO, UDAMA and OGECHA house. I hope you can still remember their meanings? The old student Association is founded on LOVE, it is intended to bring about Peace, Unity and Progress of our nation – this is the ultimate reason why the Unity schools were established. Remember those days when we were in school, our parents travelled to attend PTA meetings. Those meetings were aimed at developing the School. Now as grownups, Alumni’s we have the privilege of been part of the noble vision of developing the School, not as PTA members but as Alumni’s. By coming together as one, we are true to the words we chant in the school Anthem…. “….To you praise be forever, Federal Government College Ugwolawo, my Almamater, my almamatar”. To neglect the ideals, objectives of FGCUOSA is to neglect the pillars of our foundation. The meetings provide an avenue to interact socially, make new friends and reunite with old ones. It is an opportunity to connect with business, job opportunities etc The Lagos Chapter meetings is scheduled for the last Sundays of every month (Jan - Nov), this amounts to 11 meetings in a year. I have no doubt that we have a large number of old students resident in Lagos. It is heart breaking to know that out of 365days many alumni’s cannot spare 11 days to attend the alumni meeting. What keeps you from attending? The Venue? Job Schedule? Church activities? Your financial situation? Arrogance, Pride, low self esteem and negligence. The excuses listed above are not enough to justify absence from 11 meetings, except for “arrogance, pride, low self-esteem and negligence”. Out of 11 meetings, you can make a commitment to attend at least four (4). This appeal extends to all old students of FGCU, alumni meetings hold in Port Harcourt, Kaduna, Anambra, Lokoja, Abuja etc make a commitment to be part of a progressive, positive and worthy course. Coming together to achieve a common goal is the hallmark of any great society. I look forward to see you at the Next meeting. Find the details below Date - Sunday 24th November, 2013 Venue - Meeting Ground @ 6 Kernel Street (By UBA Bank), Off Bode Thomas Street , Surulere, Lagos Hosts: 1986 and 1991 Sets Time – 2pm Coordinators of the various Alumni groups, leave your meeting dates and venue as comment to this post. Thank You BabT Uredo house Jnr House Capt (2004 Set) |
A sobbing little girl stood near a small church from which she had been turned away because it 'was too crowded'. "I can't go to Sunday School," she sobbed to the pastor as he walked by. Seeing her shabby, unkempt appearance, the pastor guessed the reason and, taking her by the hand, took her inside and found a place for her in the Sunday School class. The child was so touched that she went to bed that night thinking of the children who have no place to worship Jesus. Some two years later, this child lay dead in one of the poor tenement buildings and the parents called for the kind-hearted pastor, who had befriended their daughter, to handle the final arrangements. As her poor little body was being moved, a worn and crumpled purse was found which seemed to have been rummaged from some trash dump. Inside was found 57 cents and a note scribble in childish handwriting which read, "This is to help build the little church bigger so more children can go to Sunday school." For two years she had saved for this offering of love. When the pastor tearfully read that note, he knew instantly what he would do. Carrying this note and the cracked, red pocketbook to the pulpit, he told the story of her unselfish love and devotion. He challenged his deacons to get busy and raise enough money for the larger building. But the story does not end there! A newspaper learned of the story and published it. It was read by a realtor who offered them a parcel of land worth many thousands. When told that the church could not pay so much, he offered it for a 57 cent payment. Church members made large subscriptions. Checks came from far and wide. Within five years the little girl's gift had http://knowbase.appswheel.com/57-cents-that-made-history-a-true-story/ |
A young man called Fergus wanted to purchase a gift for his new sweetheart Ciara as they had not been together for very long and he wanted to surprise her. After careful consideration, he decided that a pair of gloves would strike the right note, not too romantic and not too personal. Accompanied by his sister he went to the department store and bought a dainty pair of white gloves. The sister purchased a pair of panties for herself at the same time. During the wrapping the shop assistant mixed up the two items and the sister got the gloves and Ciara got the panties. Without checking the contents Daragh sealed the package (with akiss) and sent it to his sweetheart with the following note: Dear Ciara, I chose these because I noticed that you are not in the habit of wearing any when we go out in the evening. If it had not been for my sister I would have chosen the long ones with the buttons, but she wears short ones that are easier to remove. These are a delicate shade, but the lady I bought them from showed me the pair that she had been wearing for the past three weeks and they were hardly soiled at all. I had her try yours on for me and she looked really smart even though they were a little tight on her. She also told me that her pair helps to keep her ring clean and shiny, in fact she had not needed to wash it since she had begun wearing them. I wish I were there to put them on you for the first time, as no doubt many other hands will touch them before I have a chance to see you again. When you take them off remember to continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/just-for-laughs-a-special-gift-for-ciara/ |
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For attractive lips, speak words of kindness. For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day. For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone. People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anybody. Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others. The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be http://knowbase.appswheel.com/beauty-tips-for-men-and-women/ |
Quail eggs are small speckled pearls that nature gives us. Since ancient times, this delicacy has been prized as a dietary healing food. While quail eggs are so small (10 – 12g), they are packed with many biologically active substances we need to be healthy. They are an abundant source of useful trace elements and vitamins. In comparison with chicken egg, the quail egg contains six times more vitamin B1, fifteen times more vitamin B2, five times more phosphorus, Iron, Potassium and others. They are richer in proteins, vitamins (A, B complex, E), Calcium, Zinc and Sulphur. Due to their amazing content, quail eggs are considered as a dietary food. They do not have “bad” cholesterol (LDL) and very rich in good cholesterol (HDL), so even the senior citizens can eat them. Regular consumption of quail eggs can therefore help against several diseases. The use of quail eggs for its therapeutic properties did not begin in this age. Early Japanese, Egyptian and Chinese civilizations used it to treat Asthma and sexual impotence. These therapeutic properties were rediscovered in France by Dr J. C. Truffer (1067) who used it successfully in the treatment of impotence and allergies. HOW TO EAT QUAIL EGGS Quail eggs are best eaten raw after washing them in boiling water. Eggs must be very fresh, drink raw in the morning on an empty stomach instead of coffee about an hour or two before breakfast. People who cannot swallow raw eggs can mix them with a little honey, fresh cheece or lemon juice. You don’t have to be afraid of salmonellosis because the body temperature of quail is higher than that of chicken. Quail eggs are resistant to infections due to their increased content of lysozyme that kills harmful bacteria. The eggs can also be eaten by pouring hot boiling water on it, allow to steep for 10- 15 mins and eat. The eggs can be eaten with the shell to get the maximum nutrient in it. HEALTH BENEFITS OF QUAIL EGGS ::Remedy against digestive tract disorders such as gastritis, stomach ulcer and duodenal ulcer, ::can help cure aneamia increasing haemoglobin level and remove toxins and heavy metals from the blood, ::treatment of tuberculosis, bronchial asthma, diabetes and vegetative vascular dystonia, ::strong anti-cancer effects and helps inhibit cancerous growth, ::help eliminate and remove stones from liver, kidneys and gall bladder, ::accelerates recuperation after blood stroke and help strengthen heart muscle, ::powerful stimulant of sexual potency, they nourish the prostrate gland with useful substances and therefore help restore sexual potency in men, ::promote good memory, enhance brain activity and regulate the nervous system, ::strengthen the immune system, ::slow down again of organs and increase life span, ::improve skin colour and strengthen hair making it shiny and voluminous, thus it is used for facial and hair care masks. RECOMMENDED CONSUMPTION RATE continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/quail-egg-and-your-health/ |
An Irishman moved into a tiny hamlet in County Kerry, walked into the local pub, and promptly ordered three beers. The bartender raised his eyebrows, but served the man three beers, which he drank quietly at a table, alone. An hour later, the man had finished the three beers and ordered three more. This happened yet, again. The next evening the man again ordered and drank three beers at a time, several times. Soon the entire town was whispering about The Man Who Orders Three Beers. Finally, a week later, the bartender broached the subject on behalf of the town. “I don’t mean to pry, but folks around here are wondering why you always order three beers at a time?” “Tis odd, isn’t it?” the man replied. “You see, I have two brothers, and one went to America, and the other to Australia. We promised each other that we would always order an extra two beers whenever we drank, as a way of keeping up the family bond.” The bartender and the whole town were pleased with this answer, and soon the Man Who Orders Three Beers became a local celebrity and a source of pride to the hamlet, even to the extent that out-of-towners would come to watch him drink. Then, one day, the man came in and ordered only two beers. The bartender poured them with a heavy heart. This continued for the rest of the evening: “Each time he orders only two beers,” the word flew around town continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/hearty-laugh-three-beers-a-tale-of-three-brothers/ |
he Shell Petroleum Development Company of Nigeria (SPDC) is delighted to sponsors the SPDC Niger Delta Postgraduate Scholarship Scheme for applicants from Rivers, Delta and Bayelsa States. The main objective of the scholarship scheme is to provide an opportunity for qualifying students from the three Niger Delta States to further their education in courses that are relevant to the oil and gas industry. The competition for 2014/15 is now open and the closing date is 24 January 2014. Eligibility To qualify for the scholarship, applicants must: display intellectual ability and leadership potential; meet the university’s language requirement (usually at least 6.5 in IELTS); be aged between 21-28 years; be an indigene of rivers, Delta or Bayelsa States (documentary proof of this will be required); currently reside in Nigeria; intend to return and take up permanent residence in Nigeria after completion of the proposed programme of study; have obtained a university degree of at least an equivalent standard to a UK Second Class Upper (Honours Degree); be neither a current nor former employee (having left employment within the last five years) of SPDC, the Royal Dutch Shell Group of Companies or Karamat Ltd., or be related to current employees of any of these companies; not have studied previously in the UK or any other developed country. How to Apply In order to be considered for the scholarship, candidates must apply to study on one of the three eligible programmes through the standard Imperial College admission procedure by 24 January 2014. Candidates who are shortlisted will be contacted by the department and advised to complete a scholarship application form. What the Scholarship includes The scholarship will cover: a) Tuition fees b) One return flight from Nigeria to the UK c) Contribution towards living expenses only* *Please note that the stipends are based on the Association of Commonwealth Universities Annual Rates and are limited to this. Which courses qualify for a scholarship a) MSc Petroleum Engineering b) MSc Petroleum Geoscience c) MSc Petroleum Geophysics Contact If you have any questions about http://knowbase.appswheel.com/2014-niger-delta-postgraduate-scholarship-scheme-spdc/ |
I wrote these lines 3 years after my mother’s death (2006). Her thoughts are never far away In care of Saint Peters to my loving Mother – Roseline Ebunoluwa Olorunfemi . Mummy, I don’t know where or how to start this note Its three years you departed this world; your sojourn on planet earth was so short yet you left so much legacy for us to follow I remember the last letter I wrote to you from school, dated Feb 2, 2003, I wrote these words “Sweet mother I no go forget you”. Those words were true. I always prayed that God will bless you with long life So that I would be able to reciprocate your self-giving in my own little way Death deprived me of this dream. I count myself lucky, having an angel as my mum; a mother who spent quality time caring for her family. Mum, your good deeds are paying off Good people don’t die!!! When I was leaving for School (3rd term SS 2) I mean the night before I left for school You asked if you should help pack my bag Can you remember my response? (smiles) I said I was a big boy. You sat and watched me “devour” the delicious Meal you prepared for me; My favourite pounded yam and waterleaf soup. In the course of the meal, You said this prayer, “This Meal will not be the last I will prepare for you” I said Amen to your prayer. Man proposes but God disposes God did not answer that prayer for reasons best known to Him. Mum, your sleepless nights praying for us Have not being in vain God has been kind to us A miracle child you were, You put smiles on the faces of all those you came in contact with. Being the 3rd child in your family (A female) Never made you shy away from your responsibilities. God chose you to be a PILLAR in the family. I am glad to let you know that all the advice you passed on to me are perfectly guarded in my heart. I am consoled by the truth that the soul of the righteous is with the Lord. He was kind to the Olorunfemi family by blessing us with you – A supernatural being. Mum, I am now in the University, A clear indication that God heard all the prayers you offered to Him on my behalf. Every passing second hold a memorable thought of you [My great mother]. If there is a second world, I will be tempted to take you as a wife (you must be smiling now). At least, a wife doubles as mother too. Can you recall how you taught me to swallow pounded yam? I remember those moments when we sat opposite each other on the dining table. The memories playback like a movie scene You will roll up a little morsel in your hands and ask me to do same Then you demonstrate how to swallow it. That’s how I stopped chewing pounded yam. I can never forget the impact you played in my academics Who will believe that a SS 2 student in boarding school will need up to 10,000 naira (Dad must not hear this o). Needless to say the carton of bakers biscuit, tins of Milo and peak milk. Your trust, love and care for me combined with Gods grace Spurred me to excel, I couldn’t afford to perform averagely. All the good results I made in secondary school were for you. I miss greatly, your high sense of humor; you tell many jokes One to remember was about my habit of continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/tribute-note-to-my-mother-oc-of-st-peter/ |
A language instructor was explaining to her class that in French, nouns unlike their English counterparts, are grammatically designated as masculine or feminine. “‘House,’ in French, is feminine – ‘la maison’ and ‘Pencil,’ in French, is masculine ‘le crayon.’” One puzzled student asked, “What gender is ‘computer’?” The teacher did not know, and the word wasn’t in her French dictionary. So for fun she split the class into two groups appropriately enough, by gender and asked them to decide whether ‘computer’ should be a masculine or feminine noun. Both groups were required to give four reasons for their recommendation. The men’s group decided that computers should definitely be of the feminine gender (‘la computer’), because: 1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic; 2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else; 3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for possible later retrieval; and 4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it. The women’s group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine (‘le computer’), because: 1. In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on; 2. They have a lot of data but they are still clueless; continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/crack-your-ribs-french-instructors-and-students/ |
Does money make us happy? Better yet, does having more money make us happier? We’ve probably all thought about these questions from time to time. Most of us have imagined what it would be like to trade places with someone rich and famous. We imagine a life where we could have almost anything we want, where people would recognize and appreciate us more, where we would be happier. It’s understandable to think that having more money makes a person happier. You might be surprised to know that research shows that people with more money are no happier than people with less money. Think about the wealthiest people you know or have heard of. Think of all the celebrities, sports stars, and wealthy individuals who have gone through divorce, drug addiction and depression. Are these people really happier than the rest of us? Howard Hughes was one of the richest men the world had ever known yet he died alone, depressed, and terribly unhappy. How Important is Money? No-one can really answer that question for you. It’s true that more money can make the everyday struggles of life easier to handle. Indeed, money has an important place in our society. However, when asked to identify the keys to their happiness, most people put money far down the list. Here are some examples of other things that people commonly say are their “keys to happiness”: • Good relationships with family • Strong friendships • Good health • Healthy marriage • Sense of accomplishment • Spirituality • Interesting activities (sports, hobbies, music, etc.) How about you? Where does money fit on your list? Test your self. Look at the list above and pick one item that would be most important to your happiness. Add other items if you would like. Ask yourself these questions: “Would I like to be rich but in poor health?” “Would I like to drive a brand new car but have a terrible relationship with my children or parents?” Go through the rest of the list. What’s really important to you. After you have picked……………. continue reading http://knowbase.appswheel.com/self-test-identify-the-keys-to-your-happiness/ |
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