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Did I miss a thing?

I thought you just concluded the lady's keeping the child was mutual and consented to?

Hello?


If she wanted to claim the child so deep, let the child bear her surname, and registered with it.

The child will definitely choose later...and the mother has the biggest win.

This woman really suffered during pregnancy.

..and that's the knowledge this man is bereft of.

An operation can correct this. I don't support killing him.

placeofallure:
It was my final year in the university, and I was writing my project. There was an internal rancour then, in my school, University of Ilorin among the lecturers. I think it's ASUU related. There was a directive that if you still want to be a lecturer, you have to reapply. Most lecturers were averse to this. The stubborn ones especially, refused to reapply and they were given the marching orders. This development meant gross shortage of staff. In a whole department, there may be only 3 lecturers remaining.

I was in the middle of writing my project and I was unfortunate, one of the sacked lecturers was my supervisor.

Now, I was brilliant, daring (youthful exuberance) nonchalant and maybe stupid too. My project was a long essay kind of thing. I had written my first and second chapters off hand and my supervisor (one of the very best) had approved it, but I've not gone to collect my papers from him. He only told me in class to come for them. No rough notes anywhere, I would just sit and effortlessly, ideas would come. That was my undoing. By the time I met my supervisor to collect my manuscripts, so I can proceed with chapters 3 and 4, he was sacked already. He then told me he's not going to release the manuscripts to me, that they are now his intellectual property. After all, he'd made corrections on them. Oops! I couldn't believe it at first. I begged him for another week or so. Meanwhile, deadline for project submission was fast approaching.

The day it finally dawned on me that he wouldn't budge, was my most unforgettable day in the university. I went home crying. Thankfully, none of my friends cum roommates was around, so I could cry my cry uninterrupted. Till date, I've never cried as I did that day. It was a Friday, submission was on Monday.

New supervisors have been assigned to the affected students. I'm meeting mine on Monday, but I should meet him with at least my two chapters not with an empty hand. This means, between Friday and Monday morning, I should have rewritten my two chapters. Remember, I wasn't keeping any notes, I wrote from my head. What a stupid thing to do!

After crying for about 3 hours or so, I took a shower, put on my best dress for motivation, applied small make up and headed to the library. I got there around 4pm and was there till 10pm when they closed and sent us out. That same night, I entered class, was there till morning, went home to shower and eat, returned to class same morning and was there till the next morning, a Sunday. I went home to shower, eat and attend church ( I've always been churchy) from church, I didn't go home, I went straight to class and was there till Monday morning, Done! I left to freshen up and go see my new supervisor.

At his office...
After exchanging pleasantries and explaining who I am, he collected my work and studied it for a while. Then he said, "You seem to know what you are doing, approved! " He made a few corrections to the reference part and that was it I thought. He called me back as I was about leaving, "But where are you in this department all these while and I never noticed you? We should be going out"

Ehn! After all the hard work that I put into this? Devil is a liar! I immediately knelt down and told him, I'm like his daughter. He said, "You are not my daughter but I'm letting you off my hook because you know what you're doing." Touching my papers again, "You know what you are doing. Go!" I sped off with the speed of lightning.

This is one experience I'll never forget. I learnt from myself.

Permit me to analyze your story. You wrote chapters one to two between Friday and Monday? That is the background to the study, problem and purpose statements, aims and objectives, research questions, and a comprehensive literature review (in the English department, you are mostly required to review hundreds of books)... ??

In other words, you wrote them on Saturday and Sunday? Cos you met him on Monday morning, wrong?

I am a research writer, and I wish to understand you.

Quietstorm1:
Well two events I'll never forget
1. When I was pressed as Bleep, wanted to shit badly in the middle of an exam, I asked to be excused and the lecturer refused and said unless I agreed to submit my script. I eventually did submit it and dash out to the school toilet. The painful thing was seeing the small shit that caused this pain

You are damn funny. Lol.

Demigod22:
When I was in 200 level, I was dating this beautiful Muslim girl, I was enjoying the frequent sex and full attention from her until one uncle carry gun come my house. The trauma I went through affected my result that period. He was coming regularly because the girl rejected him and he wanted me to convince the girl for him, he threatened the living daylight out of my life. I looked so stupid in the presence of the girl for asking her out for another guy, and the fear of gun in school is entirely another level of wisdom.

Sorry, you mean the guy na green cap or na street?

SavageBoy:
You write beautifully well. And your written piece is well punctuated.

What's your faculty?

Format.

Collinsaik:
op abeg come oh, they want kill andrew!"

Lol.

That's not how Andrew says it.

He'll simple mimick my near-death plea “abeg, I no hit am anything.”

Lol. I love that man!

gfaruk:
2week to exam naso i go nyt class go read oo
I kon see dis big yansh girl, two days we don dey roll nd d third day we met nd read tgeda, we slept off nd they stole our phone.
The girl on d verge of dating me carry me go school panel say na me steal our phone oo, say make i buy her own oooo
School call ma parent, na in i knw say there is trouble. The girl parent talk say i must buy d phone ooo, who kon buy my own.
Bt we thank God case eventually die down

Leave nyash you say no. You never ready to marry you dey look nyash. Nyash na your mate? Now you don buy phone.

Lamanii22:
this is so funny but must have been a serious one for you then... Lwkmd

It was, dear.

I was terribly ill, and fared badly during my tests that period.

What is more, I have been slapped by a real soldier couple of months after that event because I felt they were staging another prank on me. I didn't know it was a real thing..and they were caught and harassed by the soldiers! The scenario was familiar and similar to the latter. I went into the scene all you-cannot-get-me-on-this-one-like.

My stay with them was tough! A weak person would die!

Funnily enough, no single one of us was from the same tribe. But believe me, these guys were real friends. They can literally help die for you!

I have also joined in pranking them. Those pranks kept hunger far from us... because on a normal normal, na hungry we for dey talk about.

Of course, shit goes far these days.


The likes of Johnny Drille, Chiké, and Adekunle Gold are left in the shadows because they chose to sing reasonably. They are not popular but underrated because shit is the world's new normal.


Let sb underscore just one Rema’s reasonable song, and I will agree the world is normal.


Learn to recognise nonsense and ingredients.

Failed rulership.

mariahAngel:
Are you based in the north?

I was opportune to see one lady selling it here.


Yeah, I schooled in the north and enjoyed their delicacies.

Massa with pepper soup.


You?

Human government has failed.

Man's government has failed.

Lalasticlala

What has men turned into!

World's so filled with stupid men!

I want flat tommies ojare.

checkmatez:
even some lekki boys dey do nyash

Gbamsolutely

I don dey suspect Nollywood.

Danjikanbauchi:
bro since that day i stop seeing the man as wicked.

I discover that people will call you wicked when they can't bend you to suit themselves.

Gbamsolutely

My people, make una always dey recognize nonsense and ingredients.

KingDash:
why

Road no clear here

Observing intently..

KingDash:
money can't buy life.. thats why me I dey spend Anyhow, fuckkk who I won fuckkk. no time.

You go dash man?

EmzyT:
What is happening in Nollywood?
15 Nollywood Actors/Actress have died just this year alone!


So sad, R.I.P ma!!! Your legacy lives ON!

Death is a Debt we all have to Pay

So sad.

If you know the thousands that fie everyday in Nigeria, you'll not decide to save money.

bukatyne:
Everything has a risk

All I know is that in my set, the pregnant lady was a day student who went to sleep with her mechanic boyfriend everyday for a term.

N.B. I AM NOT SAYING BOARING HOUSE IS AN ELDORADO OR BREEDS SAINTS

You are right.

The corruption is a cankerworm that is ubiquitously prevalent.

Danjikanbauchi:
The day a known wicked Igbo lecturer cought me writing a GST 102 philosophy and logic exam for somebody and the guy just paid me 3k,

omo the lecturer asked me *this is not your paper, you are writing for some one " I said yes sir. He gently ask me to go not to do it again.

That day I know God loves me so much because next thing will be to expelled me.

World's so twisted. The most wicked teachers are very kind in the darkest of situations you didn't expect!

[quote author=Olumighty123 post=105243505][/quote]If you were in my shoes, you'd be thanking God and thanking them it was a joke.

Bashnigga:
Yeah i can imagine, that's some scary shit u went through

From that day, I don't fight.

I prefer walking away.

Just think about it if it was real; I'd be long dead!

bukatyne:
Girl kids don't go to boarding house in you people's world?

It is online here I am seeing people so paranoid about the girl child.

@OP: When you decide your children are old enough to have a phone; every parents' standard is different.

When I remember the story of a girl locked at home who still got pregnant because her boyfriend disguised as a girl, I laugh at the peeps on this thread.

Train up a child in the way he/she should go, and when they are old, they would not depart from it.

Boarding school?

Is it safer there?

See as insult be like discussion.


If na one country na you for don see “na Ogun go kill your papa.”

Always attacking papas.