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Zahymaka:
Who taught you chemo, Genial? Mr Ajayi taught my class from SS1 to 3. Was Rogo around then?

Mr Ajayi taught me as well. But Rogo. . . ? I'm not familiar with the name.

Rhodalyn:
https://usera.imagecave.com/Rhodalyn/006.gif!! YeS! how did U Guess mennnnnn some smart guy U are

Thanks for telling me.

mukina2:
missed you ma king

Good night my sweet Nightingale.

I hope to see you again soon.

Rhodalyn:
lol

do U also remember Mr. Anane and Mr. Kposu??

Lol. These names sound Ghanaian (is that the correct expression?). Are you Ghanaian?

Zahymaka:
That guy hardened me to Physics. I never scored higher than 60% but after him, Mr Kayode was like pure water [as we used to say]!

Sadly, he left .

Too bad he left. Those men (and women) made us the pride of our peers. I owe it to them, to some extent, that I made it to JETS. Before then, I wouldn't bet with you on my scoring up to 60% in Maths or F.Maths. I was better in Physics, but they helped my confidence. . . .

Rhodalyn:
and Mr. Nutakor and Mr. Adasi

_{*really disappointed*}

Even an autograph? Please?

Of course I did! Is he still there? He taught, as well as Mr Merengini and Mr Kayode!

_{*falls under the influence*}. . .

May I have your autograph please? (a photograph of your smile would do just fine!)

. . .I'm simply swooning!

Oh, I know you do laugh a lot. I 'seen' you laugh on other threads.

But for your laughter to ring in my face. . .

At last she laughs!

What an achievement from me!

lol

We are warriors in my place!!

Rhodalyn:
whatever dude! whatever

Whatever, babe. Whatever!

@ Rhodalyn

Spoilsport!!

Ah, Princess! You flatter me so!

Did you like the bouquet of roses I sent to you?

Zahymaka:
The teacher I admired ws Mr Udoh, my Math / Further Maths teacher. His kind of teaching was such that all Further Maths students made A1s [>90] in Math, but flunked F Maths -- that is, except my friend Tope.

I still remember one test. It was graded /15. Tope had 14/15, the next person 6, then 3, 2 [lots of us], and 1. Plenty of "okpondos".

He gave us the option of retaking the test. I refused but most of the class did it. It turned out the highes was Tope again with 1.5. The rest of the class had either 0.5 or 1.

For our SSCE, that was when we showed the stuff. I did my Maths paper without a calculator and had an A1. I also had an A1 in F Maths. 90% of the class had an A1 -- that's to show you the stuff we were made of

Ah! So you knew Mr Udoh, Zahymaka? I kind of assumed he'd left the school. . . . 1997 seems kind of long ago.

The man sure worked wonders with me as well - your story sounds really familiar. Before I met Mr Udoh I was paralyzed with apprehension each time I was to have a maths lesson or test. Needless to say, I flunked maths very often. F/Maths was another story altogether.

But after Mr Udoh taught me, I became one of the best Maths and F.Maths students (I actually represented the school at one time in a Maths Olympiad). I also had A1 in Maths - I was ill during the exam and had to leave the exam hall at one stage to throw up, didn't write till the end (wasn't bothered to even read over, I was that good!). Had A1 in F maths - solving Fmaths was one way we used to keep ourselves awake at night while reading for other subjects!

Those good old days. . . _{*getting all mushy, blows his nose. . .*}

Right here, my Rose Petal.

The profession of an eye doctor would suit you just fine, dear Hotstepper.

Have you ever read meaning in the words "You are a sight for sore eyes"?

I wouldn't spend more than N500,000 (and that's a lot!) on my wedding.

I'd invest the £20,000 (assuming it belongs to me) and set up an education fund for our child(ren). The wedding reception would be quiet affair with family and few other friends present.

With the returns on the £20,000 (some time later), I'd buy my wife a nice (BMW) convertible (or whatever else she likes). With such sensible money management we'd be able to build a nice love nest for ourselves.

I'm sure she'd agree with that.

She wouldn't be getting married to me if she didn't, anyway! 

@Kimba:

I believe the word is 'matrilineal'. 

Looks like I'm one of the exceptions to the theory!

 

Anyway. . . it is believed to be safer for both the mother and child if the mother has all her children before her late thirties. There may be a higher risk of congenital conditions for the child and pregnancy complications for the mother after this time.

Advances in medical science have led (are leading, and will lead) to better medicare and prenatal diagnosis of these genetic conditions in the unborn fetus, with the possibility of correcting or 'pre-empting' them.

It is also not advisable for women to bear children before the age of 16, or before full pelvic growth has been achieved. Child birth by women with under-developed hips are attended by a higher-than-normal risk of VVF - Vesicovaginal Fistula. It's not a nice condition.

Childbirth by women of relatively advanced ages will possibly be a non-issue in the forseeable future; they will be able to have children at any age (after sexual maturity) with little risk to the mother and/or child.

@ Kimba:

Interesting theory (the age of mother vs. IQ of child thing).

I was born when my mother was in her mid-thirties. What does that imply about my IQ?

Have you never heard that a woman can cure all sorts of aches?

You sure look like a doctor to me!!

Now what do you want from me?

_{*drops down in a faint*}

Hotstepper!!

Hotstepper:
hahahaa, na u sabi

Oh, my heart!

How it aches!!

D'baby!

Thought you were going to post some. . . .

The dog that insists on chewing its own tail will keep going round in circles.

A dog does not chew a bone that hangs from its neck.

He that wants to kill a snake also fears for his own safety.

If the mother hen casts aside her clucking, how will she feed her chickens?

The mouse that boasts of its escapades in the house has never met a cat.

One does not entrust a yam tuber to a goat for safe keeping.

You set me up!!

Now I'm really upset. . . .

I was there, babe . . .

Your Dad refused to allow me in

You never showed up. . . and it was a bit awkward. . . I was trying to explain why I was there. . .

I ended up saying I was an NPC enumeration (census) worker!

   

_{scared her away. . . .}