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Ever8090:
No be this same Kenya wey them dey complain say women too plenty husband no dey reach them?

Na so we see am o

A Kenyan man was beaten mercilessly by locals after a schoolgirl accused him of molesting her.

According to reports, the man offered two female high school students a ride when they were returning from school.



He dropped the first one off at her stop then continued with the second. But, rather than take the girl straight home, he reportedly stopped in a secluded area in the Ngecha area of Limuru, Kenya, and allegedly molested her sexually.

After the alleged incident, he continued on his journey with the girl and she raised alarm when she saw locals.



This attracted the attention of tea pickers who beat the man up before handing him over to the police.

Read On(Link removed): https://nsyjo.com/

zolajpower:
We at Ile ogbon don't clique bait , we dey jump am pass . Maybe the commenter under me can try

Well it's up to you. It's real though

The funeral of Iniubong Umoren, the job seeker who was recently raped and killed in Akwa Ibom, is currently holding in the state. The same day this morrafuckha is being paraded.
https://nsyjo.com/photos-from-the-funeral-of-iniubong-umoren/

A recent video has shown how an armed robber broke a bottle of wine on the bald head of a shop owner.

The man who appears to be in his late 40s was gently seated on a stool inside the shop when the three-man gang of robbers came in.



Seated close to the entrance of the shop, the man simply identified as brother Bola was rather too afraid to move from his seat while other people in the shop at the time immediately took cover.

Two of the gang ransacked the entire shop for what they deemed valuable, however, the third member of the gang who came in last thought brother Bola must be daring them to have remained seated while they robbed. He immediately pointed his gun at the man but changed his mind to look for a bottle instead.

Read more here: https://nsyjo.com/tragic-moment-an-armed-robber-broke-a-bottle-on-the-head-of-shop-owner/

At this point in time, you must have this statement, “Why work for someone else when you can be your own employer?” or something along the lines of that. In summary, what they try to sell to you is that you don’t need to work for someone else’s company when you can start your own and become your own CEO and MD. This kind of motivational speaking has been around for years and it’s still very much around.

First of all, what this message is trying to sell to you is that being an employee is a despicable position. In fact, it is a position that you should despise as a human being because if you’re a company employee, that makes you less of a human being.

This is the reason some employees are just bitter towards their superiors and employers. They hate being in a “despicable” position but since it is what pays their bills and they have no other option, they release their bitterness through petty and unnecessary actions or worse making their superiors at loss for words.

The bitter employee who so despises his/her position wants so badly to become the boss, a position that looks like that of a king. The bitter employee wants to become for no other reason than to have the feeling of being in charge. Full stop.

Come, let us reason this together: if everyone in the world became their own boss, pray tell, who would be the employers? How would the economy of such a state be? Would there even be an economy in the first place?

Two, there is absolutely nothing to despise about the position of an employee. If the job pays your bills, why should it be despised?

[b]Continue reading[/b]https://naijabeat.com/we-will-not-all-be-ceos-bosses-or-even-employers/

---23 Years after His Death, Nigerians Remember Fela Kuti

Death is a price every living being must pay. How and when is often a cause of worry for some people. However, what matters most is how we live our lives on earth. Late Afrobeat king Fela Anikulapo Kuti might have passed on 23 years ago. But his memory still lives in the hearts of many persons.

On August 2, 1997, Fela, as he is fondly called, breathed his last. He left this world after making an impact with his songs. To many persons, Fela was a prophet. He saw the future of Nigeria and sang it to the dismay of some politicians. Often, he attacked Nigeria’s leaders who are after their selfish interests.

Fela’s legacies are often spoken of by this present generation. 23 years after his death, it seemed like yesterday. His songs are still evergreen. The message is there for all to listen to. Nevertheless, it seemed like no significant change has been made in the country ever since. The ills in the nation still thrive. No one could have imagined things getting worse. But Fela did.

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Also, some artists have come to see Fela as a role model for their songs. At times, they mimic his style of singing and dancing. Some of the artists also go to the extent of copying his style of dressing. Besides, some of the children of Fela Kuti are keeping his legacy alive. With the likes of Femi Kuti, Fela’s first son, the name of the Afro Beat legend will linger for a long time. More so, Seun Kuti is also a formidable musician in the entertainment industry.

Continue Readind @ https://9jababa.com/23-years-after-his-death-nigerians-remember-fela-kuti/

---23 Years after His Death, Nigerians Remember Fela Kuti

Death is a price every living being must pay. How and when is often a cause of worry for some people. However, what matters most is how we live our lives on earth. Late Afrobeat king Fela Anikulapo Kuti might have passed on 23 years ago. But his memory still lives in the hearts of many persons.

On August 2, 1997, Fela, as he is fondly called, breathed his last. He left this world after making an impact with his songs. To many persons, Fela was a prophet. He saw the future of Nigeria and sang it to the dismay of some politicians. Often, he attacked Nigeria’s leaders who are after their selfish interests.

Fela’s legacies are often spoken of by this present generation. 23 years after his death, it seemed like yesterday. His songs are still evergreen. The message is there for all to listen to. Nevertheless, it seemed like no significant change has been made in the country ever since. The ills in the nation still thrive. No one could have imagined things getting worse. But Fela did.

Also, some artists have come to see Fela as a role model for their songs. At times, they mimic his style of singing and dancing. Some of the artists also go to the extent of copying his style of dressing. Besides, some of the children of Fela Kuti are keeping his legacy alive. With the likes of Femi Kuti, Fela’s first son, the name of the Afro Beat legend will linger for a long time. More so, Seun Kuti is also a formidable musician in the entertainment industry.

—BBNaija First Eviction Show; Big Brother Naija’s First Eviction 2020,

In preparation for the 2020 BBNaija First Eviction show, each housemate was invited into the diary room and asked a few questions.

The questions were:

The house will witness its first eviction tonight, how do you feel about this? Can you share your experience? and so on…

The most important of these questions however is where Big Brother asked each housemate if they’ll sacrifice the shopping for the entire house for the Veto Power to remain in the house for another week. The main question actually was if they would tell the other housemates what they’ve done or keep it a secret.

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While some of the housemates said they would tell the others what they have done, the majority insisted they would rather keep it a secret and eat Munch it, Indomie and Garri together with them all and pretend all is well.

Each of the housemates have now realised that they didn’t come to the house to make “fake” relationships. That love that was all over the place in week one is now long gone. Each housemate now wished they had explored every moment in the Big Brother house and be more vibrant. But for one particular housemate, this is is just too late!

Even our queen Erica…

Erica once cried and begged to be sent home, but oh how the tables have now turned! Mama now wants to be in the Big Brother house pretty desperately.

In her words:

I regretted ever crying to go home, i don't want to go home, i don't want to go anywhere!
Four housemates were nominated for possible eviction by the voting public, they include:

1. Lilo;
2. Eric;
3. Praise and
4. Ka3na


I can bet that no one, not even you ever thought of any of these four…

The rest of the housemates were then made to nominate from these four housemates the one to be evicted. Each of the remaining 16 housemates was invited to the diary room and made to nominate two(instead of one) of the four housemates for final eviction.

Brighto nominated Eric and Katrina;
Nengi nominated Praise and Katrina;
Ozo nominated (Baba was unable to vote before advert o);
The adverts within the show were unbearably too much but in the end, we had our evicted housemates. Two housemates were evicted instead!
And those housemates who came out a bit too late out of their shell in tonight’s BBNaija First Eviction show, unfortunately, are Katrina(Ka3na) and Lilo

Katrina(Ka3na) and Lilo have both been evicted from the Biggie’s house.

Earlier in the week;
The HoH Challenge:
Nengi’s reign was over and there was need for another Head of House. The game was pretty much the same format but a different outline. Housemates came fully determined but as usual, only the fastest (and the luckiest) could win.

Each housemates gave the big die a shot but only Lucy was that blessed with enough “6“. Oh…, it actually ended in another tie breaker like last week’s challenge. Lucy, Neo and Ozo all tied with the same point.

A leader must emerge and the need for a tie-breaker was imperative. And with yet another “6“,

Continue Reading @ https://9jababa.com/big-brother-first-eviction-show/

—Family: The day my mother failed

Evelyn dragged her feet as she approached the green-and-white house. She could see her mother seated in front of the house on a white plastic chair, legs spread apart, digging dirt out of her fingers with a splinter of a broomstick.

Evelyn tightened her hold on the arm of her school bag. She had failed the term’s exams again. 23 out of 24 was written in red ink on the bottom left of her report sheet. She wondered how she was going to tell such news to her mother who was already convinced that her brain was not good for anything. Not like failing her exams was news anyway.

“They did not teach you at school to hail your elders when you see them?” her mother snapped even before she could say anything.

“Good afternoon, ma,” she greeted, tight-lipped.

“What was your position this time?” the latter replied, ignoring her greeting.

“She took last,” Gbubemi, her younger sister interposed.

Evelyn eyed her menacingly. Gbubemi winced.

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“Is it today?” Her mother turned her lips at her and shook her head. “Your brain is not useful for anything. Nothing! If I talk now, they will say my mouth is smelling.”

Evelyn sucked on her lower lip and began to move backwards slowly, certain that at any moment, her mother was going to fling her rubber slippers at her and then proceed to give her a thorough beating.

“I don’t have time for you today. It is not me that you will give unnecessary high blood pressure. When your father comes home tomorrow, he’ll do to you what is proper since he always support you, empty skull that you are!”

Evelyn walked past her hurriedly but at alert before she changed her mind. She flung her bag in her room and hurried to the kitchen. The excitement of waiting for her teacher to call out her name and hand over her report sheet to her had surprisingly increased her appetite at an alarming rate. She was ready to devour anything.

“Where are you taking that to?” she asked her sister who was carrying out a stainless tray of eba and the egusi soup that had been cooked only last night. Evelyn remembered the taste.

“To mummy, of course. Who else?” Gbubemi replied and brushed past her.



Evelyn opened the pot that her sister had just taken food from and peered into it. It had been scraped clean. Forgetting that she wasn’t on good terms with her mother, she marched out to the verandah.

Her mother was uncovering a plate of food. Evelyn’s stomach growled.

“Mummy, there is no food for me,” she grumbled.

“And you still have the mouth to ask,” said her mother, without looking up. “You fail again and the first thing that comes to your mind is food. That’s what your head’s good for. Of course, you wouldn’t think of changing out of your school uniform first. This child, don’t let pepper go into my head o.”

“I am hungry now,” Evelyn insisted, her voice getting teary and her nerves growing taut.

“There’s yam and oil in the kitchen,” Gbubemi cut in, “The yam is nice. It’s Abuja yam.”

If eyes were nails, Evelyn’s would have pinned Gbubemi to the wall.

“You heard your sister,” their mother said between mouthfuls.

“Sometimes I wonder if you are my mother,” Evelyn muttered under her breath as she walked back in.

***************

It was gradually growing dark. The colour of the sky had dulled to a dark blue. The power outage only intensified the heat.

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Evelyn was lying half-naked, reminiscing on some past events in the room she shared with Gbubemi when her mother’s hoarse voice jolted her to reality.

“Ma!” she answered and walked to the sitting room.

“Put on something decent and go and buy bread and eggs from the Mallam across the street,” her mother ordered. “We have enough Lipton tea to last us this night. Hurry now. I hear that the Baale of one community has died so it’s possible that the Oro masquerade will come out tonight.”

“Better hurry or they’ll use your head for sacrifice,” Gbubemi put in mischievously.

“One of these days, I’ll slap that your crayfish mouth back into your head and you will know that I am not your mate,” Evelyn swore, gesticulating with her finger and tongue.

The smirk on Gbubemi’s face dried. “Sorry o,” she said in a voice that wasn’t sorry.

Evelyn collected the money from her mother and dashed out of the house...

Continue Reading: https://9jababa.com/the-day-my-mother-failed-the-tragic-story-of-gbubemi/

—Even adults too face peer pressure sometimes

Peer pressure is real and it doesn’t matter whether you’re a teenager or a full-grow (wo)man. If you don’t have certain principles in life to guide you by, you will fall victim to peer pressure over and over again.

It is indeed common for teenagers to be constantly under the weight of peer pressure. It may however be a bit puzzling when you hear that adults can be under peer pressure as well. Just as malaria still kills people in this day and age if something is not done to prevent the Anopheles mosquitoes from biting, peer pressure can go on to cripple an adult’s decision and dictate their lifestyle if discipline is not enforced.

Let’s make this simpler: take a look at Iya Bidemi. She goes to different functions every Saturday in different states. This Saturday, she is at Ibadan, the next Saturday, she is in Ijebu, or Sagamu or Abeokuta and on and on like that. The parties vary from wedding ceremonies to housewarming to burials etc.

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These parties come with their demands: matching asoebis, handbags and shoes, new jewellery, and a new set of underwear.

Iya Bidemi attends all these events because she belongs in a circle of women who judge each other’s worth by how much expensive things you wear. So, in order to be seen as a woman of high status, Iya Bidemi is willing to do anything including using her children’s school fees to buy expensive material items just to keep up with her perceived status.

Baba Bidemi is not left out. He belongs to an inner circle of affluent people as well. The ones who judge you by how many bottles of big stout you can order for everyone. Baba Bidemi is willing to keep his public image even at the detriment of leaving his family hungry.

Peer pressure is very much real on social media, amongst ordinary netizens and celebrities alike. It is why when you get into an argument on social media, one of the very first attacks is how much you have in your bank account.



The money life is good and there is nothing wrong with aspiring to live comfortably well. You want to eat well, dress well, and own plenty of luxurious items. But our aspiration should not come from a place of greed. A place where we now abandon common sense as we search for how to get this mula at all costs.

There is wealth that comes from legit hard work and there’s wealth that comes by reason of greed. No matter what/who you admire, you shouldn’t go overboard to keep up with an image that leaves you in debt.

Remember Invictus Obi...

Read More: https://9jababa.com/adult-peer-pressure/

—The Yoruba perspective of teenage pregnancy

The Yorubas are a supportive and forgiving tribe. Their daughter will get pregnant before getting married and what the family is more concerned about is how to take care of the mother-to-be.

The Yorubas will not disown their daughter because she got pregnant out of wedlock. They accept it that a mistake has been made and they look for how to move forward. Now, this does not imply that the family of the pregnant girl is not hurt by their daughter’s actions and neither does this generalize that every Yoruba family readily accepts a daughter who gets pregnant out of wedlock. Of course, there are exceptions.


Earlier this year, the story of an 18-year old girl who was beaten to death(we all read that story) because she was impregnated by her Yoruba boyfriend surfaced and circulated the internet for a while. The boyfriend’s family had already accepted the girl and unborn child and according to the story, were already taking care of the girl in what way they could. The girl’s family, an Igbo family, however, tortured and constantly subjected the pregnant girl to the physical abuse that led to her death.

Disclaimer: This is in no way to judge the wicked actions of a family by their tribe. This is what the thoughts of a writer who has lived amongst Yorubas and is elucidating this one defining characteristic of the Yoruba family.

As stated earlier, there are some Yorubas who may take their daughters to a clinic to have the fetus aborted but such thing is usually done in a hush-hush manner because their neighbours will judge them the worse for it. To show you how the Yorubas move forward from the shame of their daughter getting pregnant out of wedlock, as soon as the child is born, they plan a naming ceremony as though it were another normal naming ceremony of a baby born to a married couple.

Finish Reading at: https://9jababa.com/teenage-pregnancy-the-yoruba-perspective/

[url=9jababa.com]—Sunday Vibes: Giving Is Your Gateway to Financial Fortunes[[/url]


The Founder and Presiding Bishop of Living Faith Church aka Winners’ Chapel, Bishop David Oyedepo, has said the coronavirus pandemic is just the beginning of the woes to be visited on the world. At least, “before the Lord returns.”


Bishop Oyedepo made this statement while preaching on the topic “Gateways to Financial Fortunes (4)” at Sunday’s Financial Fortune Banquet service. The preacher noted that the covenant that can set anyone apart and protect from the worldly woes is “the covenant of giving and receiving”.

In hs words: “Just like when you stop breathing you start dying, when you stop giving, you start going down. Not just in finance, but in every area of your life. It is not something you do once and for all; it is a once and again covenant.”


The bishop also mentioned the “vital keys to world financial fortunes.” Firstly, be spiritually minded as prosperity cannot outgrow spirituality. Secondly, engage tirelessly in covenant practice by making giving a lifestyle.

In addition, he said that walking in financial integrity is needed in the world now more than ever. He recorded his displeasure over what people see as integrity. According to him, where being a Christian used to mean integrity, today, people steal in the church.

Verses of the bible quoted includes Matthew 24: 7-8; Joel 2:1-3-11; Malachi 4:2 and Malachi 3:10-18; 4:1-3.

Finally, he stated that another key to world financial fortunes is a commitment to being a blessing to the helpless and humanity. This covenant is not banking, barter, or a bureau de change operation.

—Movie Review — Escape Room (2019)

Zoey, a student of physics; Ben, a stockboy; Jason, a corporate worker; Mike, a truck driver; Amanda, an ex-soldier and Danny, an escape room enthusiast all meet at an office block where a voice tells them from a cubicle that the Gamesmaster will be with them shortly.

Prior to this, each of these persons was sent a puzzle cube, and once they solved the puzzle were offered an invitation to take part in an escape room challenge for the prize of $10,000.

Their confusion begins when Ben tries to leave the waiting room and the door handle comes off, trapping them in the building. The participants further discover that the voice in the cubicle belongs to a dummy and the message was pre-recorded. Things start to heat up (no pun) and they discover to their dismay that the room they are in is actually an oven and would consequently fill up with fire.

They put their heads together and manage to unlock an escape passage which leads them to a cabin.

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Of all the six participants, only Danny, being an avid gamer himself, is enthusiastic about the escape room games.

They unlock the door to the cabin and all file out to an icy room where the temperature is dropping. The door to the cabin shuts itself and Danny falls through a hole in the ice and drowns. With Danny dead and the cold threatening to kill, the remaining five find the key and unlock a door that led them out of the icy room into an upside-down billiard board bar where parts of the floorboards periodically give way down to several feet below.

The puzzle here is to find a missing 8 ball to fit the giant sliding puzzle.

This time, Amanda who gets the 8 ball throws it to Jason and falls to her death.

Zoey, Ben, Jason, and Mike, the remaining participants all enter a new room that is a hospital ward. Zoey and Ben see their hospital beds in the ward and each of the participants have a flashback of surviving various disasters. It is revealed that they are sole survivors and Zoey deduces that the aim of the escape room challenge is to determine which of them will be the luckiest of all.

As they discover that the room is about to be filled with poisonous gas, the men look for ways to solve the puzzle while Zoey refuses to join them and destroys the surveillance cameras instead.

A video clip of a heart surgeon Dr. Wootan Yu hints that the heart rate of someone is needed to escape the present room.

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Mike allows himself to be shocked with a defibrillator by Jason who accidentally kills him with it. As Jason and Ben escape, poisonous gas fills the room and Zoey collapses on the floor foaming in the mouth.

In the next room, Ben and Jason are drugged and fight over an antidote in their state of hallucination. Ben kills Jason and uses the antidote on himself. He then falls into the last room where the walls close in to crush in.

Meanwhile, staff of the Escape Room enters the hospital ward to dispose of dead bodies. They see an oxygen mask, supposedly used by Zoey and as they peruse why she used it, she appears from behind and attacks them with an iron rod. She then flees the room.

A wounded Ben solves the last room puzzle and then meets with the Gamesmaster who...

Continue Reading at: https://9jababa.com/movie-review-escape-room-2019/

—BBNaija: The Tampon, The Tears, and the Two Sides

Remember those diary room sessions that burst our brains? They were all flukes! More than eighty percent of the housemates have now displayed their true colours, colourfully!

Every housemate had very good things to say about the other, and how amazing they think everyone else is. That table has now taken a new turn, read on…

It all started as a little argument between Kaisha(Side A Captain) and Lucy(Side B Captain). A few minutes later, the whole house was involved in the argument. Every housemate immediately picked a side except for Prince and Laycon who continued to play their Ludo game. Also, TolaniBaj and someone like Whatoni were unbothered by the turn of the event. Ozo and head of house, Nengi too were only half involved, their ship just sailed!

"People go just dey talk anyhow. If we meet outside, I'll slap you and lock you up straight up!"

Those were the words of the one and only boss lady in the house, Katrina(Ka3na), who apparently chose side B. No one else chose this side!

The boys rushed in to rescue Kaisha, adding salt upon injury, Lucy was really pained! She was force to speak of “the matter” from scratch.



#Issue One
The Tampon! How could somebody in their right sens*s leave their used tampons in the bathroom

#Issue Two
The tears! Everybody cannot like each other

#Other Issue:
Lucy Also claimed Praise was being rude. In defense, Praise said she insulted the intellect of every other housemate in some of her previous statements. In his words, he said: “She said how can people who claim they are well-traveled not use their brain”. Those words obviously didn’t rest easy with Praise.

Back to the Tampons!
A later discovery made the three musketeers, #Kiddwaya, #Ozo and #Tochi conclude that Lucy wasn’t lying afterall.

They found out that the bed sheet on the bed in the garden was actually stained with blood.


Continue Reading at: https://9jababa.com/big-brother-naija-5-house-mates/

---Naija Gossip(Aproko): My Experience at the Wedding Party

Every Nigerian loves wedding ceremonies, no, that’s not right, every Nigerian loves wedding receptions and I am not afraid to generalize. You see, no one really likes to sit through three boring hours listening to the officiating minister drone on about cliche marital vows; no one and I daresay not even the couple because if you have very sharp eyes like mine, you might catch the groom dozing off every now and then.

There are two main reasons Nigerians love wedding receptions; one, everyone gets to show off their own style of the uniform asoebi on the dance floor and two, the food. We all look forward to the food.

On this day, my best friend and I were already seated at the reception hall. It was at a restaurant a stone’s throw from the church so the couple would have no difficulty or delay in getting here early. We weren’t really formally invited because when you belonged to House of Fellowship Christian Cathedral, one didn’t really need an invitation card to attend the wedding of a fellow member.

The hall was decorated in blue, white and red, chairs covered in clothing of the same colours. PSquare’s Beautiful Onyinye was blaring loud and dimming low intermittently, an indication that the engineers still had some wiring to perfect. The MC was testing the microphone every now and then. Women in bright red geles were laughing and gisting, their voices blending with the noise from the speakers, men in filas were greeting friends or typing something on their smartphones. It was the perfect ambiance of a party.

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We occupied the front seats, Funbi and I along with others that had come in earlier. By now, there was no vacant seat in front. Front seats were usually hurriedly taken by huge women and their anonymous friends, if one did not want the item 7 and souvenirs to pass them by. You know, the early bird gets the fattest worm . . .

“How long shall it take them to round up in church?” Funbi asked absentmindedly, her eyes glued to her Nokia Lumia phone.

“When they finish, they finish,” I replied evasively.

Thankfully, this couple did not take time at the church for barely fifteen minutes after my best friend asked, whispers went round that the couple had arrived.

The MC asked for a lady volunteer and then began to call out prominent people to the high table.

“They should make it snappy,” Funbi whispered a little too loudly when it was beginning to seem that the MC wouldn’t stop.


“Na wa o, all that rice will be getting cold by now.”

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Neither Funbi nor I wore the aso ebi though. We wore clothes synonymous with the theme colour but it was okay since there were several others in the room who weren’t wearing the aso ebi.

“Abi now. But the organizers of this party didn’t plan it well. Remember the last one we attended? Jennifer hooks Segun? It was buffet, serve yourself. This one, they didn’t plan well,” she added, raising her phone up to her face to take the thousandth selfie.

The fat woman whom we shared the table with casted what seemed like a chastening glance at us.

The MC now told us to rise in honour of the bride and groom as they danced their way in.

“Her hair is not fine sa,” Funbi whispered to me above the din of Sunny Neji’s Oruka.

“Her dress makes up for it,” I answered.

“If she had come to my shop . . .” The music drowned the rest of her words.

A few minutes later, the couple was seated at the high table, drinks were starting to go round, indicating that food would soon follow, Funbi was already bringing out a polythene bag from her purse, the MC was inviting the chairman of the occasion for a speech when I noticed a tall dark-skinned lady walking up the aisle to where the MC was.

My initial thought was that she had some business with him as people usually went up to whisper something in the MC’s ears. However, things took a different turn when quicker than a butterfly’s blink, her walk turned into a run a few feets away from the stage and she snatched the microphone from the talking MC’s hand, turned to the high table and faced its occupants.

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I elbowed Funbi, gave a nod for her to look forward. By now, loud whispers of confusion were going round.

“You!” the lady spoke loudly into the microphone, addressing the groom and startling everyone. “You thought you could easily leave me? after all your promises, ba?”

The people at the high table exchanged glances. The bride slowly turned to look the groom in an equally shocked face.

The MC tried to pry the microphone off her hands but her grip was firm and she roughly shoved him aside.

“You cannot marry her o. You lie. You cannot forsake me and our son for this pig of a woman! That is impossible!”

Funbi pinched me, I squeezed her hand, things were getting exciting.

“Ha! Mo gbe!” somebody cried out. It was the bride’s mother.

The bride herself looked like death walked over her. In a matter of minutes, she had transformed from this elated bubbling woman to someone that had just seen a spirit. The groom looked lost, like a stray toddler in the marketplace. His mouth agape, his hands spread out like someone who had just been caught stealing, his eyes darting here and there as if looking for someone to extricate him.

“This is going to be interesting o,” Funbi whispered mischievously in my ear...
Continue Reading at: https://9jababa.com/aproko-my-experience-at-the-wedding-party/

—Big Brother Naija Day 4: Most Beautiful, Most Talented Housemates.

It’s day 4 in the Big Brother Naija house already and the fun has only just begun. Check here for all the latest gist!

If we are to give relevant awards out to some of the housemates, here is what we think:

� Most Beautiful Housemate — Erica

�Most Handsome Housemate — Ozo

�Most Endowed(Front) Housemate — Dorathy

�Most Endowed(Back) Housemate — Nengi

�Most Talented Singer(Female) — Kaisha

�Most Talented Singer(Male) — Prince

�Heavy Duty(Male) — Eric

�Gifted Hands — Neo

�Mr. Shy Guy — Brighto

�Aristotle — Laycon

See Complete list here: https://9jababa.com/bbnaija-day-4-most-beautiful-most-talented-housemates/

— My Experience At the Pastor’s Office(Part I)

“You may go in now,” the lanky secretary signaled to Agnes and her friend, Beatrice. They both walked into the office and Beatrice closed the door behind them.

Pastor Japheth stood up immediately to shake hands with them and offered them seats. Beatrice made the introductions as she was more familiar with him and then nudged Agnes to go ahead and tell him why she was here.

In halting pidgin and patched English, Agnes explained to the pastor that her two children had always been at the bottom of their classes and how this had been something of constant worry and shame to her despite the many beatings she dealt them and hiring a private lesson teacher.

Pastor Japheth listened attentively, at the end of which he cleared his throat. “Mehdemme,” he began, “you are comes to deh right place. You see, dia is nothing impossicant ferr my gahd to do. He is deh wan deht create deh ehfun and deh hat, he is deh wan deht kpahted deh Red Sea, he is deh wan deht feeding five tohsond peoples on deh Wideness . . .”

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He suddenly broke into a string of strange almost nonsensical words at the end in which his whole body convulsed. After he had calmed down, he let out a long sigh while nodding his head.

“Press gahd, mehdemme, press gahd, you half come to deh right chech. Now, how old does you says yeh chudrens is?”

Agnes stammered before replying. She’d been momentarily distracted by the pastor’s well-starched suit, the three gold rings bejeweling his fingers, the curls in his hair made possible by a sporting-wave gel and the fluency of the grammar he spoke which were too big for the ears of an illiterate person like her.

All of a sudden, Agnes felt unworthy to be in the presence of such a learned fellow as Pastor Japheth. Her terrible pidgin was no match for his American speak. Why, she wanted to retrieve all the words she had earlier spoken and swallow them back!

“Press gahd!” Pastor Japheth said when she answered.

“Hallelu-yah!” the women replied waving their hands in the air.

“Mehdemme Ackness, as I says ahlia before, dia is nothing too impossicant ferr gahd to do bat is dia anything too hard ferr you to do yourselves?”

Agnes looked from the Pastor’s face to her friend’s face, not understanding.

Pastor Japheth smiled knowingly, a little embarrassed. “You are not seems to getting my point, mehdemme. What you half to do is to provokes deh fafor of gahd ukpon yeh life by gifing a prophet offering.”

An elbow from Beatrice sent Agnes rummaging through her bag for her purse from which she pulled out a brown envelope and handed it to the pastor who collected it, smiling widely with both lips and eyes.

“My gahd will fafor you because you half honour him. I am gives you a bottle of holy warrer and communion so that you can giving yeh chudrens when you reaches home. You will surely comes back and shares yeh testimony!”

“Amen!” the women chorused.

“Now, gets on yeh knee and let me prays the fafor of gahd ukpon yeh life now . . . “

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Akuapem Poloo Apologizes, claims she regrets posting nude picture with son.

It was an all-emotional apology as Ghanaian singer and actress took to Instagram to appeal her crucifixion. It will never happen again she iterated.

The mother of one posted a picture of herself in front of her son who just clocked 7, she was completely naked. Her fans from all over rained several insults upon seeing the post and wondered what she intended to achieve. Ghanaians couldn’t hide their outrage from the singer’s barbaric post even with all of her good intentions. What was she thinking?

I have not been myself. And the sadness is eating me up. After i posted a naked picture in front of my son talking to him on his birthday. All that i want to say is please forgive me, it will never happen again.

Even though i didn’t post it for any bad intentions, it was out of pain that i went through when i gave birth to my son. I remember that the post was not good, so i took it off. Looking at the insults and the captions i’m seeing on my page, i have regretted it. I just want to say a big sorry to whoever i hurt by posting that picture

To me she seem truly sorry indeed and it seemed like her fans are ready for a fresh start.

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The Edge Movie(Hollywood — 1997)

If you’re a lover of all things wild and nature or you just love bears like me, then you will enjoy this movie. The Edge is a 1997 American survival movie directed by Lee Tamahori and is worthy of a fresh re-watch.

Billionaire Charles Morse and his wife, Mickey; Bob, a photographer and Stephen, his assistant along with others arrive at a remote village. Although Charles is quite older than Mickey, his love and devotion mean no less.

Upon arrival, the owner of the lodge where they stay warns them against leaving food open and about as it might attract bears.

As they prepare to sleep, Mickey asks Charles to get her a sandwich downstairs. As Charles prepares the sandwich, he is alerted by some noise and then surprised by Bob in a bear suit. This actually turns out to be a birthday surprise for Charles which Mickey had planned.

She then gifts Charles an engraved pocket watch while Bob gifts him a knife. The owner of the lodge urges Charles to give Bob back a coin as gifting someone a knife was bad luck that might break the friendship. You can sense danger looming...

Bob possesses a book containing detailed instructions for survival in the wild.

The next morning, Mickey models for Bob’s photoshoot. Bob sees the photograph of a local Alaskan man and becomes determined to have him model for his photoshoot. Along with Charles and Stephen, he flies to the man’s residence but a note taped on the door informs them that the man has gone bear hunting. While looking about, Charles notices a bear trap.

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How interesting is it? I heard Ne-Yo was in the movie.

The Edge Movie(Hollywood — 1997)

If you’re a lover of all things wild and nature or you just love bears like me, then you will enjoy this movie. The Edge is a 1997 American survival movie directed by Lee Tamahori and is worthy of a fresh re-watch.

Billionaire Charles Morse and his wife, Mickey; Bob, a photographer and Stephen, his assistant along with others arrive at a remote village. Although Charles is quite older than Mickey, his love and devotion mean no less.

Upon arrival, the owner of the lodge where they stay warns them against leaving food open and about as it might attract bears.

As they prepare to sleep, Mickey asks Charles to get her a sandwich downstairs. As Charles prepares the sandwich, he is alerted by some noise and then surprised by Bob in a bear suit. This actually turns out to be a birthday surprise for Charles which Mickey had planned.

She then gifts Charles an engraved pocket watch while Bob gifts him a knife. The owner of the lodge urges Charles to give Bob back a coin as gifting someone a knife was bad luck that might break the friendship. You can sense danger looming...

Bob possesses a book containing detailed instructions for survival in the wild.

The next morning, Mickey models for Bob’s photoshoot. Bob sees the photograph of a local Alaskan man and becomes determined to have him model for his photoshoot. Along with Charles and Stephen, he flies to the man’s residence but a note taped on the door informs them that the man has gone bear hunting. While looking about, Charles notices a bear trap.

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The Bling Lagosians: The 1% of the 1% (2019)

This family drama followed the lives of the Holloways, a Lagos high-class family among others. Outshining everyone in their social class is forte of Mr & Mrs Holloway even at the detriment of going into debts.

The Bling Lagosians explored humour which totally failed as it appeared to be forced(obviously). In a bid to get the audience laughing, Helen Paul’s character and another kitchen staff exaggerated their acts so bad that it became too painful to watch.

And there was Alex Ekubo’s character with the Igbo accent so terribly faked, you know no Igbo man actually speaks with his thick Igbo accent like this, ever!.

The only person who managed to get some humour done was Toyin Abraham’s character.

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This Nollywood movie is about a young boy, Richard who meets Sylvia. A girl just as young as he in the spirit world in his dreams every night.

They play, talk and have fun together and when it is time for him to wake up in the real world, she gives him a flower so that he can come back to her the next night.

One time, Richard’s mother falls ill and that night in his dream, Sylvia gives him a healing potion. which he wakes ups in the real world with. Despite administering the option to her, his mother dies of her sickness.

Years pass and just as Richard grows to a handsome man, Sylvia blossoms into a beautiful woman in the spirit world.

Things however begin to take a different turn when Richard falls in love with Gbemi in real life and tells Sylvia that he no longer wants to continue meeting with her in his dreams. Sylvia cries and begs but Richard leaves her all the same, refusing to take the flower from her thereby ending his relations with her in the spirit world.

Richard goes on to marry Gbemi but hell indeed hath no fury like a woman scorned and Sylvia starts to torment him, appearing to him by temporarily changing the faces of those around him to hers. He has a friend, Obaro who at dinner one evening introduces his girlfriend, Cynthia to Richard and Gbemi. Richard is horrified to see that Cynthia is Sylvia in real life...

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Apparently, Tunde Ednut cropped the signature out of the image and reposted it as his. This did not go down well with the original owner, Ronke Edoho who immediately filed for a DMCA removal. Instagram has since taken down the image from Tunde’s posts.

In response to this, Tunde sends a direct message to Ronke Edoho. In the message which Ronke then shared with her fans, Tunde was seen raining curses on her as he could not hide the pain. He even used the F-word on Ronke’s mother.

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Would you cane the child or would you rather give words of encouragement?

A few weeks back, a video of a father berating his son for failing almost all his papers caused divided opinions on social media. One side opined that the father should have flogged the living daylight out of him. The other side felt the father should have spoken to him calmly and tried to find out why he had failed but must never use the cane.

This brings us to the discussion: Should you cane a misbehaving child or not?

Spare the rod, mess up the child: Whose side are you on?
There are people who believe that the cane is the sole answer to any misbehavior or offence a child might commit. Did he get his sums wrong? Cane! Did he misspell a word? Cane! Did she spill water on the water? Koboko straight! Was she shouting in the typical manner of kids? Two sharp slaps straight! And on and on and on. Cane is the only answer for this set of people.

Then there are people who don’t believe in caning a child at all or any other form of discipline. If the child misbehaves like kids are wont to do, they give an explanation, “he is a child” or “she will outgrow it”. That becomes their mantra for every of the child’s misbehaviour.

Lastly, there are those who cane however on few occasions and those who do not cane at all but employ other forms of discipline like grounding the child and cutting off access to certain privileges.

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Children can only be as sensible as they are taught. No child is born with a preinstalled manual in their brains that teach them everything they need to know about right and wrong. When a child does something wrong the first time, the first action should not be to grab the nearest available cane and slash it across their back or even give slaps or even start yelling. That is a very lazy form of parenting. Are you wondering how?

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Some say that as a woman unless your husband is physically abusing you, stay in your matrimonial home no matter the intensity of the wrong he may be doing to you. Stay married!

The higher the number of NO, the better the relationship:
Is he verbally abusive to you?
Does he cheat on you with different ladies.
And is bold to the extent that these ladies now come to your matrimonial home?
Is he negligent towards you and the children?
Has he fallen out of love with you and you two now live like strangers?
Do you soak your pillow with your own tears every night?
Did the doctor’s report come in that your blood pressure is high?
Are you now questioning your own sanity?
Do you constantly wonder what sort of life is it that you are living?
Is YES your answer to questions 1- 9?
Are people even helping?
A married woman in this situation, gets fed up and wants out of the marriage. The people around her will convince her to stay, pray and fight for her home. That as long as her husband does not hit her, then there is no reason to move out.

We still downplay the extremity of mental/psychological abuse in Nigeria. We say that as long as the scars are not visible, why, it means there are no scars at all. So we wrap mental/psychological abuse up and tape it with a “forgive and forget” message. We therefore send the woman away with a “go and pray for your home” postcard. Kpam-kpam! We have done our part!
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donbachi:
Las las she and her people go cough out 10m.

Now imagine yourself as part of the innocent people that will cough out this 10m. When you were not there as she was plotting the accusation. It is like your father inlaw asking you to pay for your wife's brother's wedding