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|Literature / Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by debbycreamy(f): 5:02pm On Jan 27, 2019|
centino, since na u dey write the story u know where the money dey na. Abeg tell me where akunna keep the money make i go take am before another person take am, i need that money oh...
Tnx for d update
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 3:02pm On Jan 25, 2019|
I pity u dear, do u have a wife? Have someone insulted ur wife based on an innocent accusation? i went alone in d first place, she was d one that fought to stop my marriage, i won her and now she is painting him black i should do what? Keep quiet and let her blab all the lies? Eeeyyyaaa my brother u are not in my shoes ok, i have forgiven her and u stop judging people without hearing the whole story , read d replies i gave to others u will understand. Bye
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 11:19am On Jan 25, 2019|
Eeeyaaa, is like u are not reading what i wrote u just jump into conclusions.
Anyway, since the issue was conflicting here, i met with my pastor, he explained its just envy and distraction so i should forgive them. I have forgiven them but haven't called all yet. Thanks
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 7:01pm On Jan 18, 2019|
My husband senior those girls na, yet she was insulting my husband, so i should have kept quiet?
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 4:44pm On Jan 18, 2019|
Brother no vex oh, so if someday lie against ur wife and insult her ontop knowing well that ur wife senior this person, u will not react at all....
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 12:57pm On Jan 18, 2019|
tell me tell u what one of my sister said she is among the 3 that attacked me, she said my husband called her infidel, meanwhile my husband didn't say anything of such she was against my marriage from the beginning and has always painted my husband bad, i stood up to defend my husband she went on insulting him, i told her she was lying and she showed her wrath, u haven't been demoralized my your family thats why u can't relate with the topic
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 12:41pm On Jan 18, 2019|
It was my mum that called to see all her children, no in-laws involved so i went alone. Everybody was asked to speak up on his or her own mind, that was were d peaceful meeting went bad. Some years ago when i was in school my brother helped me half of my school fee, he said i should have been going to his house to do chores for him because of d money, i went mad, 1. he has been mad at me all these years 2. I should have been enslaved to him because of half school fees. 3. He never called me to do any chore for him, my school was far from him, His reason for hating me all these years is baseless and when i spoke he wanted to slap me. My other two sisters, if u hear their reason u will know they have no sensible reason to attack me.
About me running to extended family when i have issues i still have 6 good siblings to lean on, so pls was my brother right?
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 10:38am On Jan 18, 2019|
thank u all for your responses i really appreciate, sometimes a push is all we need, tnx
|Family / Re: Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 9:21am On Jan 18, 2019|
Thank u, i felt avoiding them is wrong, buh u just gave me moral
|Family / Is It Wrong To Avoid Your Extended Family? by debbycreamy(f): 8:24am On Jan 18, 2019|
Pls i need matured advice from matured people, i went for a family meeting few weeks back and the meeting turned out to be disastrous because of me, 3 of my siblings attacked me with false allegations to the extend of insulting my husband and i and when i stood up to defend myself my brother said he will slap me, this thing happened about 2 weeks ago. Theses are people i have always loved and sacrificed for though i'm the last born, my immediate elder sister that i tell almost everything to showed me the dark side of her, keeping grudges of things that have past.
If not for my husband i would have gone insane, because of the love i have for them, my question is how do i relate with this people from now, i'm scared of communicating with them because they will negatively misinterept whatever i say, should i forget them? Should i forgive and act like they never attacked me? Will they repeat it in the future? Do they hate me without reason? pls talk to me, i'm happy with my husband, but the way they attacked me is affecting me, even in my dreams pls help me.
|Crime / Re: Man Caught On CCTV Licking A Doorbell For 3 Hours In California by debbycreamy(f): 8:37pm On Jan 09, 2019|
i wanted to say 'his village people at work' buh oyibo people sef dey get village witch like us?
|Jobs/Vacancies / Re: The Monitoring Team Train Is Now In Ekiti State. #n-power by debbycreamy(f): 11:50am On Dec 13, 2018|
Pls everybody is telling me they have received for november but i haven't received mine, which of my information do u need to rectify the issue
|Health / Re: Say Good Bye To Infertility, Hormonal Imbalance , Irregular Menstruation Etc by debbycreamy(f): 3:32pm On Nov 01, 2018|
I went for a test today the result shows that i have hormonal imbalance, candidiasis and blocked fallopian tubes.
Pls can your drugs help my condition
|Health / Re: Trying To Conceive A Child? TTC by debbycreamy(f): 3:27pm On Nov 01, 2018|
are there doctors in the house?
I have a problem and it goes like this...
I have been trying to conceive for two years now, i had a miscarriage 4years ago, had an appendix operation 3yrs ago, i have taken fertility pills for 2months but all showed negative at the end of the day, so i went to the hospital, after series of test the result showed that i have hormonal imbalance, candidiasis, and blocked fallopian tube. All can treated but the blocked fallopian tubes is what is scaring me. I don't want another operation, pls can doctor tell me how to clear the tubes without operation??
Pls i need your helps
|Literature / Re: Number 225 Katakata Street by debbycreamy(f): 2:08pm On Oct 28, 2018|
Centino, i travelled all the way from south south to the south west, when i got to lagos, i asked the driver to take me to katakata street because i wanted to see things for myself, lo and behold d driver didn't know d place, we searched and searched and search, bia! Centino right now eh, return all my transport fee and my time i wasted.
D story is too interesting to wait so i went, abeg u too much!
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 4:37pm On Oct 13, 2018|
Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months, about 3months after my 15th birthday i went to visit I.k as he instructed it wasn't my first time of visiting him but i was still nervous, I.k moved out of his father's house after finishing his secondary school, his roommate Kingsley has always being like a brother. He was moody when i got to the house that day 'babe whats up' i said sitting down on the floor as i usually do. He didn't say anything i got closer only to find out that he was crying 'haba! U are scaring me, what's the matter?' he sobbed louder and started naratting how his mother left him with his father and ran away when he was just 3months old, and he just heard that she is alive somewhere 'where?' i asked 'i don't want to see her, pls can u be my mummy, my wife to be can also be my mummy right?' he asked me looking straight into my eyeballs, i simply nodded and brought his head to my laps, i rubbed his head with my fingers, telling him funny stories till he slept off. I kept his head slowly on the floor and ran off.
ever since then i took the responsibility of washing his clothes during weekend, cooking for him, making him happy and always spending time with him, i started feeling comfortable around him, i started talking more around him, i'm a born talker, i'm known as a talkative, i can actually talk from morning till night reasonably though.
kigi left town after her waec and neco, and i was left alone. i.k has really been helpful. Few months to my waec something happened. I went to visit i.k as usual and he started acting funny, he first asked for a kiss, which i didn't object 'i want to make love to you he whispered into my ears, i was shocked and shaking, i tried running but he held me strong, pulling my clothes, i fought with him till i couldn't 'i'm not yet 18' i shouted but he payed deaf ears i looked around and saw a glass frame with the picture of our Lord Jesus, i picked it up and smashed it on his head, 'aaahhhh' he shouted, i quickly dressed up and looked at him, he was bleeding and helpless, i felt pity for him, if i stay i will be in trouble, if i run away and he dies my conscience will kill me before they arrest me. The white angel in me said 'shout for help and take him to the hospital' then the black angel said 'run before they arrest u' i followed the voice of the black angel and ran away.
'what just happened, how did i kill him, how can i kill, is he really dead, what will happen to me if he dies?' all this questions repeating in my head while my legs ran faster than usain bolt.
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 3:59pm On Oct 13, 2018|
Life went on, better than before, a line on one of Wyclef's song kept me going which is ''hoping for the best buh expecting the worst'' i sang that particular every morning and evening so i don't get disappointed or dejected when life hits me hard again. Sept 23rd came i totally forgot that it was my birthday, the day i turned 15, i went to school and i didn't know my classmates slipped in cards and gift into my bag. 'today, i'm going to help you carry your bag' that was Blessing, my friend that didn't add any positivity to my life, she is always lively, i don't have any dull moment around her. 'thank you' i said almost whispering. When we got home i realized my bag was bigger than usual, 'blessing what's inside my bag?' 'happy birthday to you, the smartest girl that forgets her birthday' she replied. I was surprised to see different gifts and cards and from that moment i loved all my classmate. That evening my benefactor and lover boy I.k came to pick me up, he took me to an isolated place that is quite and beautiful, the place was dressed red flowers and roung table with drinks and cake. 'happy birthday' he said to me, i didn't know when i started crying, i couldn't say anything 'will you be my wife?' were his next words, that was when i realized that he was kneeling right in front of me with a golden ring. So many thoughts ran through me but the main question i was myself was 'if i say no will he stop providing for me?' i kept discussing between the black angel and the white angel in me. 'yes, i will be your wife' i finally said, he was so excited he threw me up since he is much bigger than me. i just smiled, the smile wasn't from my heart probably from my neck, i couldn't say no for all he has done for me and the ones he will still do. he brought out a big bag and said 'your gift baby' i took the gift and exclaimed 'wow!' the bag was full of clothes, expensive clothes i thanked him, the truth is i don't talk much whenever i'm with I.k, i feel scared and cautious. He made me promise him that i will wear the ring all the time.
That is how 15years old Fendi started wearing an engagement ring, there was no parent or siblings to tell her what to do, nobody to teach her right from wrong, nobody to teach her how to cook or clean up. Fendi learnt everything by herself, she was on her own, her own world of a bitter soul, her own world of doing things because her head asked her to do them meanwhile Kigi had a boyfriend that loved her so much, though he was poor but he struggled to provide for Kigi and i was happy for.
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 4:45pm On Oct 12, 2018|
Thank u, i stopped writing coz i tot d story isn't interesting
|Literature / Re: What Literature Books Did You Read In School? by debbycreamy(f): 4:37pm On Oct 12, 2018|
|Romance / Re: How Old Were You The First Time You Had Intercourse. by debbycreamy(f): 7:38am On Oct 12, 2018|
|Literature / Re: The Sugar Mum [An Inspirational Story of Love] by debbycreamy(f): 8:16pm On Oct 11, 2018|
alex dey mumu oh
Stop picking her calls and don't let steph into ur house, madam b no go vex for u, y alex dey mumu na
|Literature / Re: The Sugar Mum [An Inspirational Story of Love] by debbycreamy(f): 10:41am On Oct 09, 2018|
Pls when steph calls again give her number busy
|Phones / Re: Which Type Of Android Phone Can I Get On A 15K Budget by debbycreamy(f): 8:24am On Sep 30, 2018|
I'm interested how can i get it
|Literature / Re: Burned by debbycreamy(f): 5:43pm On Sep 29, 2018|
i don't like seeing people die
All nairalanders should protect Halal, no matter how stupid she is, if she die i go arrest all nairalanders except the op ofcourse
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|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 4:18pm On Sep 29, 2018|
my father doesn't give us money for toiletries or cosmetics 'i need pad' kigi said to me 'remove #30 out of the #400 for today's soup and buy tissue' i suggested, 'are we going to continue like this, thank God we have natural fairness we have not been rubbing cream since', she complained again and as the smart one i replied her 'i will write letter to mummy, i heard our step father is now a big man and mummy drives her own car, i will send the letter through anybody going to portharcourt' so i wrote the letter and luckily sent it through somebody, few days later a package was brought to us through that same person that delivered the letter, we were about going to our new school, which my father registered us, when the package came, we opened it and saw creams, pants, powder, pad, spaghetti, soaps and plenty other things we shouted in joy and hugged each other. We went to school hungry and by the time we return we will find our usual #400 in the kitchen, the food is too small to last us the following day, after dishing out our father's own, we eat the remaining one. The following day we go to school with hunger again that was the routine. My mother stopped sending us the packages she sent it just twice and stopped. 'we have to grow up and take care of ourselves' kigi told me. 'i can't sleep with a man for money, i'm too small to prostitute' i told her, 'nooo we won't prostitute, but we have to hustle for money but i don't know how' she said. the problem here is we don't have money to eat during breaks like other kids we don't have toiletries and cosmetics again, our father is not a poor man but he won't release his money.
Fortunately, Pipe the first daughter also relocated to Ogbo town, and we were over joyed, we rush to her house every morning for breakfast and she gives us pocket money at times. Pipe is married with 2kids, her house was close to our school.
Fairness is in our blood, my mum looks like a white woman despite all the struggling she went through, Pipe was exactly like my mum, tall, fair, meek and humble while the 2nd TUTU my almighty sister was also fair but fat unlike the rest of us, the 3rd Agnes fair but not like them, her fairness wasn't as shiny as others, Agnes has brown eyes that makes her unique, the 4th Diana the tallest, intelligent, pointed nose like my mum still a virgin at her age 21, she's the most beautiful i must confess, i don't know much about the two boys except that they are also fair and handsome and women are always after them. The 7th, Kigi is tall, she's almost white in complexion and i know u will get fat as we grow, finally i'm the 8th beauty runs in our blood, i'm not as fair as they are i get kinda reddish in complexion when the weather is hot i'm not as tall as they are, i look kinda different from them, they took my mum's pointed nose while i took my father's beautiful but not pointed nose.
I was in JSS 3 and my sis Kigi in SS1, when our father admitted us, during second term i received a love letter from an SS3 student, saying that he wants to date me, i had a friend Bio that advised me wrongly to date him, i was smart enough to reply the guy that there will be no sex and he is going to take care of me till i clock 18 then i will allow him deflower me. I thought i was smart to come up with the idea, little did i know that i was making a mistake. Suprisingly, I.k the lover boy agreed, and started buying me clothes and provision as i told him.
i was too naive to think of the consequences
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 3:20pm On Sep 29, 2018|
My immediate elder sister, Kigi, told me how our mother took her from our father to portharcourt to stay with her and our step father, how my step sister (my step father's daughter that was 2yrs older than her) maltreated her, she also ran to our father's house because my step father's relative attempted to rape her.
I was 13 and she was 15 with our different experiences of life that wasn't good to the soul, we both suffered in different ways, no body thought us the bible, from that age nobody thought us right from wrong.
Before i ran away when i was 12yrs old i saw my first menstrual flow, i couldn't tell anyone, i've heard about it before in school, i was too scared to tell my almighty sister, i had no pad no tissue, and i had to go to school, i folded an handkerchief and padded myself, i was lucky not to have stained in school, but when i got home i was confused on what to do next, i had just one handkerchief and now it's gone, i removed the handkerchief from my pants and threw it away because it was looking too disgusting to wash, i stay on empty pants, waiting for what next to happen. 'Fendi ! Is that not blood on your gown? Have u started to see menses?' i was too afraid to talk. She went inside her room and came out with 2 clothes hanger to flog me, 'so as small as you are u have started seeing your menses, so that u will get pregnant abi? I will kill you today' and thats how the beating of that day started, i was flogged for seeing period as if it's my fault, as if it's abnormal, i looked at the injuries on my body after she pieced the hangers on me, decorating my body with painful injuries, i asked myself if it's a crime to see period made by God, Mr. Donald gave me tissue paper and i thanked him.
daddy is not always at home, he is either at his office or in church, he attends the cherubim and seraphim church, he is a special apostle, he sits in the inner alter. 'i'm hungry, how do we eat, daddy is not always around' i squeezed my tummy looking at my sister, Kigi. She felt pity for me and went to our father's office which is not too far from the house, 'daddy we are hungry' she told him immediately she marched into the office 'don't u people fast? Have u seen me eating anyhow, i will give u people #400 everyday to cook, when u finish cooking keep mine' my father said, 'thank u daddy' i was so happy when she came with the #400, it was when we went out to buy the ingredients we found out that the money was too small, 'is it inside this #400 we will buy garri, salt, pepper, maggi, onion, fish okra, leaves and everything?' i asked my sister, we were so confused on what to do with the money, well, we managed to cook one unreasonable soup and ate it with gladness, atleast no one will beat us again, no one will scare us again, we were free from those maltreating us, 'free at last' we shouted
WE GAINED INDEPENDENCE at that age because my father cared less
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 2:43pm On Sep 29, 2018|
[quote author=AugustineSilva post=71620378]DebbyCreamy Nice Work.... The Idea Is Good But The expression Is below Par, Nice Work[/quote
Thank u sir
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 4:50pm On Sep 28, 2018|
Mr. Donald gave me #200 for transport, i paid to my mother's house at diobu, my mother said i can't say with her, the husband she married which is my step father will not let me stay. I spent just 2days with her and left for delta state to look for my sister the 4th daughter, i traced the name of the hotel where she works as a secretary. after a long search i saw her 'what are u doing here and how did u find me' she asked, i smiled i said 'i ran away to be with u' her next statement divided my brain into 9pieces 'how long will u stay, i gained admission at the university of portharcourt, u can't stay long with me' the smile on my face varnished, at that moment i asked myself if i'm cursed, is the devil after me, i'm i destined to suffer? Why didn't the doctors in the labour room throw me away like my twin? Maybe being dead is better for me. 'but u can go and stay with your biological father i wiill give u transport and the address' this her statement told me that i won't die, i smiled and nodded, 'stay with me for a week before going' i jumped at her she saw the excitment and understood why i was too happy.
That one week was almost the best one week, Dianah is her name the 4th and intelligent daughter of the noah family. She treated me like an egg, i wished the one week never ended, i wished for 7 days to be like 7yrs. Finally i went in search of my father, i was inside a local boat going to the town where my father is the ogbo town, a woaman in her 70s came to her and said 'blood is thicker than water u look exactly like noah' i didn't say anything, the woman paid my transport, little did i know that she is my grandmother.
I located the father's house, a one storey building with 8rooms i guess it's for 8 children, he wasn't around when i got there so i waited, the moment he saw me from the gate he smiled, i ran to hug him, he hugged me back and said 'welcome my daughter, come and tell me all u have being through' i started to cry i couldn't speak our native dialect so mix up all my statement but he perfectly understood. My father is a masters degree holder in accounting and a civil servant, he gave me a room of my own, i was so happy. 'its holiday now, u will start school when school resume' 'yes sir' i replied. 'daddy i heard i have a step mother where is she?' i heard that story when i was in port harcourt. 'i have 6girls and 2boys it will be war to keep her here, though your siblings don't live here permanently but they fight with her anytime they come visting so i rented a different appartment for her, i will show u later' he explained how the 3rd daughter Agnes beat up his wife because of water that leaked from the toilet, my sister Agnes removed my step mother's wrapper from her waist to clean up the toilet and many other stories, i smiled hearing all these stories, my family is a warrior family then, even the girls fight wow! No wonder TUTU, my almighty sister that maltreated me was behaving like a warrior.
My immediate elder sister came to join me in my father's house with her own bitter story, she is my best sister i can tell her anything maybe because she is 2years older than me, i loved her and she loved me. Our story changed when we found out who our father was...... A MISER
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 3:20pm On Sep 28, 2018|
Fendi lived with her mother before the almighty sister came and took her to port harcourt,.
back to the story
I eavesdropped as my sister was telling her husband they we should pack away from the house we are presently because she dreamt that her husband's brother that occupy the second room (he attends oluba and doesn't speak to anyone) put us in a coffin to bury, i couldn't stop laughing, she beats me for my dreams, so why is she scared about her own dream. 'i built this house with my money how can i pack out of my own house, to where?' her husand asked her, my sister said 'sell the house and lets go, he will kill us' i walked away from where i was listening and started thinking, i asked myself what exactly is she scared of, is there any secret this man knows that she is hiding, i was too little to think deep.
We packed to eleme,a four bedroom bungalow owned by his uncle (my sis husband uncle), as we approached the gate i saw an 'HU' i didn't know what it meant, till night that very day when mr donald (the owner of the house) told us to sit on the floor like a muslim and pronounce HU for a prayer, i refused to obey, he said thats how they pray in eccanca or something like that, i ran to my room and slept, my sister refused me from going to school some days to take care of the second baby that was about 8months old then, i fell sick but she didn't care all she know is that i must WORK. One day i forgot to warm the soup and the soup went bad, 'fendi!' she shouted 'ma' i replied 'so u allowed my soup to spoil u lazy idiot, u will never see a good man to marry' she continued swearing all the rubbish, i kept saying God forbid inside my mind, she was about beating me when the husband came out 'i heard u beat this girl often, what were u doing as the woman of the house that u didn't warm the soup too?' he asked, 'i will beat her' she said again 'if u beat her i will beat u' the man i already saw as my foster father said to my sister 'ok na' and the heavy slap landed on my cheeks and he also gave her a thunderous slap, she started to cry and faced me that i want to take her husband away from her 'im just 12yrs old how can i take her husband, he is like a father to me,infact he is my foster father' i dare not say it out, i said it in my brain. 'pack your things and get out of my house before 5pm' she shouted and stormed out 'u are not going anywhere' the husband said to me and i noded. When my foster father left for for long work my sister graduated into using clothes hanger beat me or stoning me with any object in her hand. So i planned on how to run away before she kills me. One day she travelled for a burial i kept the baby with the owner of the house and ran away to an unknown world
|Literature / Re: On Your Own (o-y-o)....fendi by debbycreamy(f): 5:02pm On Sep 27, 2018|
after d whole witchcraft tragedy i went back to school and everybody stared at me as if i was a newcomer, 'u are like a skeleton' my friend Wariboko said, even the class teacher asked me what happened, i couldn't tell anyone the truth i just said i was sick. I took 27th position out of 32, how i'm i supposed to perform well with all i'm going through, my sister saw my result and beat me for failing. She got pregnant again and had another boy, that was were everything got worse as this is my schedule 5a.m i wake up clean the house, wash dishes, bath the first son, take him to school before heading to my own school, when i return around 4pm i go to the market buy the list wash clothes or dishes, carry the new baby till he sleeps off, if he cries at mid-night she wakes me up to do food for him, i dont sleep for good 5hours.
i know i haven't introduced myself, ok, my name is Fendi my father in his early 60s i hope is in another state delta state, my mum is in portharcourt where i am but far, im the 8th child of my parents, the 5th and the 6th are boys while the rest of us are girls, im the last born (so i thought) some years ago.
My mother mrs mandy was with her husband mr noah (my father), she has being the bread winner of the family since they got married 1977, 'i'm pregnant' she told her husband, he looked at her from head to toe 'ok' was all he said, she was carrying her 8th pregnancy, she struggled going to the river to fish and travelling to aba to buy clothes to sell, the following year the pregnancy was about 7months mandy was coming from aba through a local boat there was an accident, mrs mandy hit her pregnancy on another boat and had a forceful labor, they rushed her to the hospital and induced her, she had twins! 'this one cannot survive ma, there is no incubator in this village, the baby is not well formed' the doctor said referring to one of the babies, 'we can dispose her' the nurse told mrs mandy my mother nodded positively and they threw the baby away, 'this one is formed but we don't think it can survive for long' the doctor said again 'i will keep her' mandy said, that was how Fendi was kept on a 50-50 chances, from birth Fendi has been sick, and couldn't walk till she was 1 and half yrs old, sometimes the mum regreted keeping her. 'mum my waec fee, u haven't given me oh' that was Pipe the first daughter they called her pipe because my mum gave birth to her by the pipeline. 'go and meet ur father i don't have money to give u'. Mr noah was a civil servant but also a miser. He brings out money only when he is been pressured to. He paid the waec for his daughter after being pressured.
Two years later 1995
'i'm tired of this marriage, i'm tired, i struggle day and night for my kids while they have a father, pls let me go i'm tired' mrs mandy said politely to her husband 'after 8children you are tired? Who are u leaving this children for? If u must go then we have to divide the children, take some and go' mr noah said without any emotions showing, at that minute mrs mandy picked only me Fendi and left.
|Jobs/Vacancies / Re: The First Batch Of 100,000 2017 Beneficiaries Should Have Received Their Stipend by debbycreamy(f): 2:11pm On Sep 27, 2018|
Pls i received alert for sept. While i have not received august,
First bank, bayelsa my neighbor also complained same thing
Which of my info do u need to correct the issue
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