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DankemzI:
Oba will surpass Akpabio & Udom's achievement,....
go and mark it one corner,he single handedly gave Udom second term

It not about giving Udom second term. it about if he is capable

Ilaumoh:
Those guys equipment are on site but udom is awaiting federal government approval and the seaport since it was successfully presented to Amechi...so we are praying that he won't delay it.

Meanwhile he is currently building 8lane super highway from nwaeba to new international stadium cutting across Oron road by shelter afriq .
Meanwhile is now called Ibom Seaport not Ibaka and is now located in Ibeno

Must we wait for the Fg before doing the super highway?
why can't we start now since the Fg is saying it will be finish by 2021.
meanwhile can I see pictures of the 8lane super highway from Nwaeba ?

have they started it? how far are they gone?

TheGiftedOne:
Akwa Ibom is the next big thing in Nigeria.....The Lagos of SS loading.

no we will be better than Lagos.
call us the Cape town or Johannesburg of Nigeria

lizdammy:
When my wife and kids told me that they would love to go to my brother’s house to spend the weekend and kill boredom, I did not hesitate to give it the nod because I also needed some quiet time alone in the house. I was working on a proposal that was to be submitted on Monday morning via email. The insistence by the company to send it via email was because of the restriction in the movement of people over the COVID 19 issue.

My wife was a law enforcement agent and would not have any challenge navigating through the hundreds of checkpoints on the roads.
“Make sure you guys return on Monday,” I said as my wife led the kids out of the house. “I don’t want to hear stories.”
She chuckled. “There will be no stories. Please follow us to the junction so you can help me collect my clothes from the laundry man. He called to tell me that he would be waiting.”
I would not have left the house that morning if she hadn’t said that. Outside the gate where Mubarak had a kiosk, I saw three young men smoking cigarettes and engrossed in a hearty conversation.
“Ina kwana,” Mubarak greeted us cordially. “This one that everyone is dressed ceremonially, I don’t think this is a short journey.”
My wife nodded and smiled at him. “We will be back on Monday evening. Please put eyes on the house for us.”
He said he would.

My wife hopped onto the driver’s seat and I sat beside her on the passenger’s side. My three kids giggled at one another as they occupied the back seat. Since her own car had had some mechanical fault and was taken away by the mechanic prior to the Corona virus pandemic, we had both been managing my own car. Carefully, she hurled the Toyota Corolla past Mubarak’s kiosk and honked. Mubarak had been a very good neighbour. He would keep an eye on the compound whenever we were not around. In return, the family had also treated him like a brother.

The laundry man was not in the shop when we got there. My wife was furious because her uniforms were the clothes she had given him to wash. I decided to go and check on Tony at home. He was a very good friend whom I had learned a lot from. His own family had travelled as soon as the virus matter began and he had been all alone. He was glad to see me. We ate the food he prepared and watched a movie together. That took a long time. By the time I returned home in the evening, Mubarak had closed because it was about to rain. The sky was thick with a storm.

I opened the main door and closed it carefully. That door needed repairs but I hadn’t bothered to fix it. If you shut it from the inside without sticking a paper in it, it would be difficult to open from the inside. Someone would have to open it from the outside or else you would remain trap inside. Several times, my wife had reminded me about it but I didn’t just care because the house was usually never empty.
Because I was alone, I was careful to put a piece of paper in it before closing it. And because I had no plans of going to bed immediately, I didn’t bother to lock it with a key. Never in my wildest imagination did I think that a burglar would break into the house that night.

I was watching the news on Aljazera when the lights went off. Soon, the rains began to hit the roof like pebbles thrown in hundreds from the sky. The wind too blew heavily like millions of giant birds flapping their wings.
I went into the bedroom and sleep found me there in no time. It was the shrill cry of a baby that woke me up later. The rain had stopped. Darkness still enveloped the sky. It was past one o’ clock in the morning.

I began to wonder what was wrong with the child that was crying. Her voice tore miserably into the silence of the dark and made me feel very uncomfortable. What could be wrong with the child? I thought as I crept out of the bed towards the window.
The cry was coming from the house adjacent mine. It was a small building without a fence. In front of it was a rickety Golf car painted in taxi colours. Since I bought the house over a year and a half before, I hadn’t bothered to know who my neighbours were.

I was still wondering why the baby was crying and disturbing the entire neighbourhood when I began to hear the sound of the front door opening. I wanted to scream but intuitively decided against that. The cry of the child continued to waft into my ears and I suddenly began to tremble. I hadn’t seen a thief in real life before. I had heard and read about how they attack people and maim or killed them just to get what they wanted.
What if this thief had a weapon? I thought miserably as I quietly docked behind my bedroom door. When the intruder began to tiptoe into the kitchen, I put my eye through the tiny opening between the door and its frame.

I heaved a sigh when I saw that he was not armed. His silhouette figure moved in the dark like a walking tortoise. The light from his small phone led him into the kitchen. I wanted to scream now but something held me still; perhaps it was the fear of the unknown. I was paranoid now like never before. What if he had a pistol in his pocket? What if he had a dagger he’d kept by the door?

I was still wondering of what to do next when the burglar came out of the kitchen carrying a black polythene bag. The cry of the child from the house adjacent mine continued to waft into my ears. I felt creepy. Even though the weather was cold, I felt sweat drop from my forehead in rivulets. My palms too were damp with sweat. I hadn’t sweated like that before. This could happen to anybody who was alone with a thief in his house; a thief who could have been in possession of lethal arms.

Suddenly, I heard him begin to hit the door and it struck me that he had just jammed the door without using the piece of paper. Certainly, he was trapped. I could hear him curse under his breath. Just then, the lights came on.
When he walked back into the kitchen and I saw that he was not armed, I came out of my hiding place.
“Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?” I thundered feigning courage. The fear in his eyes was palpable.
“I..I..I, please sir!” his knees dropped on the tiled floor. His head was bowed and buried in shame. He could only stutter.
“You had better talk to me before I shoot you dead right now.”

He jammed his palms together and began to cry. “Sir, my name is Theophilus.I am not a thief. I have never stolen anything from anyone all my life. But if you could put your ears down right now, you’d hear the cry of a child. That’s my only daughter. She is a year and two months old. We have not eaten since yesterday morning. My wife bought akara thirty naira for her yesterday morning and that was all she’s eaten since. I haven’t worked since this corona virus thing began because of the restriction in movement. I am a taxi driver. Even if the lockdown ends today, I still won’t be able to work because I have sold my car battery and bought food to feed my family with it last month. I heard from a friend that you people left the house and won’t be back until Monday. I couldn’t stand the cry of the child anymore so I decided to burgle your house to fetch her some food from here. She won’t stop crying until she gets something to eat. My wife too is crying helplessly in the house. I just couldn’t take it. I had to become a thief if only for tonight…”

He was crying as he spoke. I took the black polythene bag from him and my heart dropped when I saw the things he had stolen from the kitchen in it; three packs of noodles, half a loaf of bread, some milk powder in and beverages.
My wallet which had about thirty five thousand naira in it was lying conspicuously on the chair.
Pointing at the wallet, I echoed; “Why didn’t you take the money or did you not see it?”
“I did,” he replied with his head still bowed. “It was the first thing I pointed the light from my phone at but I have no need of it. I came here to get something for my daughter to eat not to steal money.”

A tear fell off my eye. I held his hands and told him to get up. “You are not a thief my brother. You are just a father whose love for his only child is without blemish. From the way you speak, I am certain that you are learned. But for the situation of the country, you would not have become a taxi driver. For your daughter’s sake, I will not do anything to you. Just call your wife to come here with the child so she could open the door for us from outside. That way, she could prepare something for her here to eat.”

Tearfully, he knelt down again and began to cry. He hadn’t airtime on his phone, I gave him mine and he called the wife with it. Before she arrived with the child, I had prepared beverage for the child while I let him cook some noodles for himself and the wife.
It was my turn to cry when the woman was feeding the child who was dragging the bread from her mother as if all her life depended on it. She wolfed down her beverage with the speed of light and as soon as she had had her feel, she crept into the arms of her father and immediately fell asleep.

The parents had time to eat their noodles when the child had begun to eat. By the time they were through, it was past two o’clock.
I gave him all the money in my wallet and told him to buy and stuck his house with food with the money. When my wife returned with the children and I told her what had happened, she cried on end.
“We are just privileged. We are just lucky.” She broke down emotionally. “We cannot be this blessed by God and watch our neighbours suffer. We must help them.”

My wife was right. I bought Theophilus a new battery for his car and gave the wife the sum of two hundred thousand naira to start a crayfish trade. Sometimes, all that we need to completely eradicate crime isn’t to keep buying guns for the police, isn’t to keep pushing people into prison but just to lend a helping hand to our neighbours. If your neighbours are happy, you’d certainly be happy too. I have come to understand not every thief caught in the act is a real thief. I am glad that we were the source of their joy today and pray that many would after reading this do what we did or do even more.
Love will certainly solve all the problems of humanity.
.
THE BURGLAR by Japheth Prosper

God bless you Sir, your family and God bless the man and his wife n kid.
It will end in Praise

lizdammy:
When my wife and kids told me that they would love to go to my brother’s house to spend the weekend and kill boredom, I did not hesitate to give it the nod because I also needed some quiet time alone in the house. I was working on a proposal that was to be submitted on Monday morning via email. The insistence by the company to send it via email was because of the restriction in the movement of people over the COVID 19 issue.

My wife was a law enforcement agent and would not have any challenge navigating through the hundreds of checkpoints on the roads.
“Make sure you guys return on Monday,” I said as my wife led the kids out of the house. “I don’t want to hear stories.”
She chuckled. “There will be no stories. Please follow us to the junction so you can help me collect my clothes from the laundry man. He called to tell me that he would be waiting.”
I would not have left the house that morning if she hadn’t said that. Outside the gate where Mubarak had a kiosk, I saw three young men smoking cigarettes and engrossed in a hearty conversation.
“Ina kwana,” Mubarak greeted us cordially. “This one that everyone is dressed ceremonially, I don’t think this is a short journey.”
My wife nodded and smiled at him. “We will be back on Monday evening. Please put eyes on the house for us.”
He said he would.

My wife hopped onto the driver’s seat and I sat beside her on the passenger’s side. My three kids giggled at one another as they occupied the back seat. Since her own car had had some mechanical fault and was taken away by the mechanic prior to the Corona virus pandemic, we had both been managing my own car. Carefully, she hurled the Toyota Corolla past Mubarak’s kiosk and honked. Mubarak had been a very good neighbour. He would keep an eye on the compound whenever we were not around. In return, the family had also treated him like a brother.

The laundry man was not in the shop when we got there. My wife was furious because her uniforms were the clothes she had given him to wash. I decided to go and check on Tony at home. He was a very good friend whom I had learned a lot from. His own family had travelled as soon as the virus matter began and he had been all alone. He was glad to see me. We ate the food he prepared and watched a movie together. That took a long time. By the time I returned home in the evening, Mubarak had closed because it was about to rain. The sky was thick with a storm.

I opened the main door and closed it carefully. That door needed repairs but I hadn’t bothered to fix it. If you shut it from the inside without sticking a paper in it, it would be difficult to open from the inside. Someone would have to open it from the outside or else you would remain trap inside. Several times, my wife had reminded me about it but I didn’t just care because the house was usually never empty.
Because I was alone, I was careful to put a piece of paper in it before closing it. And because I had no plans of going to bed immediately, I didn’t bother to lock it with a key. Never in my wildest imagination did I think that a burglar would break into the house that night.

I was watching the news on Aljazera when the lights went off. Soon, the rains began to hit the roof like pebbles thrown in hundreds from the sky. The wind too blew heavily like millions of giant birds flapping their wings.
I went into the bedroom and sleep found me there in no time. It was the shrill cry of a baby that woke me up later. The rain had stopped. Darkness still enveloped the sky. It was past one o’ clock in the morning.

I began to wonder what was wrong with the child that was crying. Her voice tore miserably into the silence of the dark and made me feel very uncomfortable. What could be wrong with the child? I thought as I crept out of the bed towards the window.
The cry was coming from the house adjacent mine. It was a small building without a fence. In front of it was a rickety Golf car painted in taxi colours. Since I bought the house over a year and a half before, I hadn’t bothered to know who my neighbours were.

I was still wondering why the baby was crying and disturbing the entire neighbourhood when I began to hear the sound of the front door opening. I wanted to scream but intuitively decided against that. The cry of the child continued to waft into my ears and I suddenly began to tremble. I hadn’t seen a thief in real life before. I had heard and read about how they attack people and maim or killed them just to get what they wanted.
What if this thief had a weapon? I thought miserably as I quietly docked behind my bedroom door. When the intruder began to tiptoe into the kitchen, I put my eye through the tiny opening between the door and its frame.

I heaved a sigh when I saw that he was not armed. His silhouette figure moved in the dark like a walking tortoise. The light from his small phone led him into the kitchen. I wanted to scream now but something held me still; perhaps it was the fear of the unknown. I was paranoid now like never before. What if he had a pistol in his pocket? What if he had a dagger he’d kept by the door?

I was still wondering of what to do next when the burglar came out of the kitchen carrying a black polythene bag. The cry of the child from the house adjacent mine continued to waft into my ears. I felt creepy. Even though the weather was cold, I felt sweat drop from my forehead in rivulets. My palms too were damp with sweat. I hadn’t sweated like that before. This could happen to anybody who was alone with a thief in his house; a thief who could have been in possession of lethal arms.

Suddenly, I heard him begin to hit the door and it struck me that he had just jammed the door without using the piece of paper. Certainly, he was trapped. I could hear him curse under his breath. Just then, the lights came on.
When he walked back into the kitchen and I saw that he was not armed, I came out of my hiding place.
“Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?” I thundered feigning courage. The fear in his eyes was palpable.
“I..I..I, please sir!” his knees dropped on the tiled floor. His head was bowed and buried in shame. He could only stutter.
“You had better talk to me before I shoot you dead right now.”

He jammed his palms together and began to cry. “Sir, my name is Theophilus.I am not a thief. I have never stolen anything from anyone all my life. But if you could put your ears down right now, you’d hear the cry of a child. That’s my only daughter. She is a year and two months old. We have not eaten since yesterday morning. My wife bought akara thirty naira for her yesterday morning and that was all she’s eaten since. I haven’t worked since this corona virus thing began because of the restriction in movement. I am a taxi driver. Even if the lockdown ends today, I still won’t be able to work because I have sold my car battery and bought food to feed my family with it last month. I heard from a friend that you people left the house and won’t be back until Monday. I couldn’t stand the cry of the child anymore so I decided to burgle your house to fetch her some food from here. She won’t stop crying until she gets something to eat. My wife too is crying helplessly in the house. I just couldn’t take it. I had to become a thief if only for tonight…”

He was crying as he spoke. I took the black polythene bag from him and my heart dropped when I saw the things he had stolen from the kitchen in it; three packs of noodles, half a loaf of bread, some milk powder in and beverages.
My wallet which had about thirty five thousand naira in it was lying conspicuously on the chair.
Pointing at the wallet, I echoed; “Why didn’t you take the money or did you not see it?”
“I did,” he replied with his head still bowed. “It was the first thing I pointed the light from my phone at but I have no need of it. I came here to get something for my daughter to eat not to steal money.”

A tear fell off my eye. I held his hands and told him to get up. “You are not a thief my brother. You are just a father whose love for his only child is without blemish. From the way you speak, I am certain that you are learned. But for the situation of the country, you would not have become a taxi driver. For your daughter’s sake, I will not do anything to you. Just call your wife to come here with the child so she could open the door for us from outside. That way, she could prepare something for her here to eat.”

Tearfully, he knelt down again and began to cry. He hadn’t airtime on his phone, I gave him mine and he called the wife with it. Before she arrived with the child, I had prepared beverage for the child while I let him cook some noodles for himself and the wife.
It was my turn to cry when the woman was feeding the child who was dragging the bread from her mother as if all her life depended on it. She wolfed down her beverage with the speed of light and as soon as she had had her feel, she crept into the arms of her father and immediately fell asleep.

The parents had time to eat their noodles when the child had begun to eat. By the time they were through, it was past two o’clock.
I gave him all the money in my wallet and told him to buy and stuck his house with food with the money. When my wife returned with the children and I told her what had happened, she cried on end.
“We are just privileged. We are just lucky.” She broke down emotionally. “We cannot be this blessed by God and watch our neighbours suffer. We must help them.”

My wife was right. I bought Theophilus a new battery for his car and gave the wife the sum of two hundred thousand naira to start a crayfish trade. Sometimes, all that we need to completely eradicate crime isn’t to keep buying guns for the police, isn’t to keep pushing people into prison but just to lend a helping hand to our neighbours. If your neighbours are happy, you’d certainly be happy too. I have come to understand not every thief caught in the act is a real thief. I am glad that we were the source of their joy today and pray that many would after reading this do what we did or do even more.
Love will certainly solve all the problems of humanity.
.
THE BURGLAR by Japheth Prosper

God bless you Sir, your family and God bless the man and his wife n kid.

hey, I want to ask how about the Ibaka Super highway that was flagoff two years ago

sageb:
Obong Bassey Albert is the senator representing Uyo sen. District. He was the commissioner for finance in Akpabio's administration. The pdp zoning formular favours a power shift to his district in 2023 so he is one of the prospective contestant for governor in 2023.

Ok. but the question remains, is he capable?
I want akwa ibom to keep prospering with good governors

sageb:
Obong Bassey Albert is the senator representing Uyo sen. District. He was the commissioner for finance in Akpabio's administration. The pdp zoning formular favours a power shift to his district in 2023 so he is one of the prospective contestant for governor in 2023.

Ok. but the question remains, his he capable?
I want akwa ibom to keep prospering with good governors

paulolee:
jus like my other guy said, its sentiments dt u are still coming from...let him stop making those blunders first before u rate him abovr neat perfect bunch of good keepers and mind u, it wunt be easy for him to jus displace kepa out of spain swuad because he had enough time to prove himself and rewrite his mistakes bt he didnt, mayb he would wait a bit longet for kepa to start making those expensive mistakes which I think its like forever....remember cassilass in spain after holland debacle abi??

Well in a way Sha I agree with you that it will be a little difficult to get back his Position
Well, I think United have a job to do on their hands to make sure he stop making those mistakes. the job is for the Goal keeper trainer. after all you're as good as your Goalkeeper trainer

paulolee:
jus like my other guy said, its sentiments dt u are still coming from...let him stop making those blunders first before u rate him abovr neat perfect bunch of good keepers and mind u, it wunt be easy for him to jus displace kepa out of spain swuad because he had enough time to prove himself and rewrite his mistakes bt he didnt, mayb he would wait a bit longet for kepa to start making those expensive mistakes which I think its like forever....remember cassilass in spain after holland debacle abi??

Well in a way Sha I agree with you that it will be a little difficult to get back his Position
Well, I think United have a job to do on their hands to make sure he stop making those mistakes. the job is for the Goal keeper trainer

paulolee:
yes and those mistakes he keeps making is making him the joke he is today, you are are man.u fan dts why u rating him 3rd with those blunders and am not suprised. even without those mistakes he is miles below the likes of alisson and oblak that should be mentors to de gea...is it not the same de gea dt chelsea small boi kepa av displaced him in spain national team guy forget sentiments, if pikin bad means say him bad, no nid to side am...

Without those mistakes bro, apart from Allison no other keeper in the whole of the Premier league is up to him
remember in 2017he was in champion league best Ix. even Oblak and the rest weren't there even when they had better defence than us.
Man u defence have not been up to scratch that is one of the reasons De gea keep conceding goals.
forget Kepa, he his not even Spain no 1 according to Spain coach and not even good than Romero who de gea is benching
Kepa is benching de gea cause of his mistakes and when de gea stop making those mistakes, Kepa will go back to the bench

paulolee:
yes and those mistakes he keeps making is making him the joke he is today, you are are man.u fan dts why u rating him 3rd with those blunders and am not suprised. even without those mistakes he is miles below the likes of alisson and oblak that should be mentors to de gea...is it not the same de gea dt chelsea small boi kepa av displaced him in spain national team guy forget sentiments, if pikin bad means say him bad, no nid to side am...

Without those mistakes bro, apart from Allison no other keeper in the whole of the Premier league is up to him
remember in 2017he was in champion league best Ix. even Oblak and the rest weren't there even when they had better defence than us.
Man u defence have not been up to scratch that is one of the reasons De gea keep conceding goals.

Ilaumoh:
Honestly sometime a dictator with vision is better but is only bad if its the opposite

Can you pls tell me more about this Oba of a guy..I base in Abuja n have never heard of him.

Blackking98:
OBA is quite stubborn and hard
I pray so too

Pls can you tell me about this Oba of a guy cause have never heard of him. I base in Abuja by the way

Ilaumoh:
we love you Ifiok(knowledge)

Yeah..Thank you

paulolee:
pls i CNT forget those costly blunders because they keep hurting the team...u said he had most saves in a match and u are comparing him to other keepers dt have more clean sheets dan him....so on a very good day u would rate david above oblak and alisson abi?? let me ask u...for david to rack up more saves or get more clean sheets...wich do u prefare??

More clean sheet I prefer.
I know he is error prone but let also not forget how many times he has saved us as much as he has made mistakes..if not for him, am sure we would be in 10th position.
Yes, I will take De gea of 2014-2017 above Allison and Oblak
degea of now will come 3rd on my list because of his mistakes.
if I remove those mistakes then he stands shoulder to shoulder with Oblak

paulolee:
guy abeg no start, am getting sick of this best goalkeeper talk because assuming he is in Germany u wont be saying this, that guy flops too much and now seems overhyped to me...broke up with him and fell out of love for david after cr7 did an easy hattrick against him with Portugal, abi have u forgot that howler agains messi weak right foot in camp nou david is good but not one of ths best because that top seems crowed and thia guy daily blunders cant mk him be included against d ever serious ederson, alisson, oblak, stergen etc..

See Bros forget de gea blunders o, but in all only Alison and oblak better pass de gea for your list and on a very good day...De gea sit top of that list.
well this is to me.
You forgot that the season De gea came to Man. u he was making blunders like this till he came good.
The Amount if saves de gea did against Totthenham in our 1-0 victory against them last year, not even all those keepers you called there can make those saves.
12 saves in a match..who else can do it if not de gea.
yes, I think we should give de gea a competition and he will come out better

fashrola:
Why do we have this type of mindset in Nigeria? For crying out loud... The seaport development is in process, Akwa Ibom has its own airline, One of the best stadium in West Africa, 18 hole golf course, Rice mill, Flour Mill, Ibom Plant etc and you think investors ain't flocking into the state?

When Akpabio built the first flyover, lot of criticized him for wasting the state funds but now that flyover helped decongest traffic flow...

We should always think ahead "Planning' and also create room for expansion

The population of Uyo is on the increase too..

And I really score the governor 10/10 in terms of food security.... He has really fared well in the agricultural sector

For the first time ever I see you commending my state. thank u

Ilaumoh:
Yeah, his spot on sir

Akwa Ibom is my state and m Proud is growing at an alarming rate.

Rickmann:
Uyo is one of Nigeria's most beautiful state capitals..I was opportune to served in Akwa ibom so I'm not surprised at this.

Are you serious?

Slynation:
Chelsea always has this reputation for giving ancestors a chance...
Apart from Tapin and P.K, how else can CR score goals...

So what of him head? I'm sure his head has scored more goals than your club best striker. Mtcheew

thesicilian:
The only Manchester club I respect is Man City.

Same City that don't have a history. no Champion league, no Europa and no club world cup.. only 5 premier league trophies in their history.
Same City Manchester United beat 3 times this Season.
Same City who have lost most of their H2H to Manchester United since their inception?

The Federal Govt must do something now... enact a wicked Punishment like a death Penalty for rapists and also same for False Rape Accusers, we must nib this thing in the bud before it consumes us all.
I'm tired of hearing about this rape cases everywhere especially in the church.
I think Pentecostal Churches should do something about this too..for Eg, stop students from coming to read in the church, let them read at their homes.

The Federal Govt must do something now... enact a wicked Punishment like a death Penalty for rapist and also same for False Rape Accusers. we must nib this thing in the bud before we regret it.
I'm tired of hearing about this rape cases everywhere especially in the church.
I think Pentecostal Churches should do something about this too..for Eg, stop students from coming to read in the church, let them read at their homes.

greggng:
Pdp working so hard to earn our trust again...but one cannot learn how to use left hand at old age..Nigerians have not forgotten that pdp messed this country ....if there is shooting in aso rock I believe the executive will handle it very well...while crying more than the bereaved ? A bi pdp is planning coup?

You are talking gibberish. old without sense if not you will know PDP and APC are same .

[quote author= post=90538144]Edolites : Vote wisely for the man or woman you believe will change your life and the way you live.

Forget about party politics.

This is the only way all our states and nation at large can move forward.

God bless Edo State.

God bless Nigeria.



Let's reply you with a previous post below from another thread.
https://www.nairaland.com/5756309/coronavirus-atiku-asks-fg-pay#87774409
Hope some of your PDP family will learn a few things from it.....

NOW AS #DemMANNA, LET US SET SOME RECORDS STRAIGHT ONCE AND FOR ALL.
(We accept criticism from those that voted for the sowores, Felas, Kingsley, Hashim etc, and those that wanted to give their votes for Madam Oby before she stepped down, we love those guys also, we could have voted for them, they have good plans for the country, but the reality is they don't have the platform, Sowore got only 30K votes all over Nigeria!)
We could have voted for anyone of them if they happen to be in the political party opposing the party of thieves and criminals.
That being cleared,
NOW,
If you voted for a thief and respect our own vote also without quoting or attacking us (we respect your political view, we will never quote you),
but if you voted for a thief who wants to come back to continued from where he stopped and you are here castigating/insulting/attacking us daily, (cos you refuse to respect our own view) all your insults to your heads in multiple folds.
You lots may never end well in life!
What insolence!!
Y'all should noticed we never really say anything about other politicians on this forum apart from the Natural and True love we have for the President and his Vice, cos they are good men who we believe and know have the best interests of Nigeria and Nigerians in their hearts,
all the other ones are not really our fans, no matter the party they are , both in APC and PDP..
That is why we are never a card carrying member of any political party!
That was the same reason we voted for another governorship candidate in our State of Residence (Sanwo-Olu understands better )
Our love for those 2 guys mentioned above is genuine, cos we love our country.

Kindly respect our affiliation for them as we respect your own also.
And lastly about the BMC bs,
If you are here supporting any of these politicians that raped and looted our nation (or collecting any form of money to launder their images both online and offline).....repent NOW before what will befall them come looking for you.



PMB won't be the president by no was going in the right direction in 2015, and you are castigating us for changing the looting and STEALING going on?
We never voted for our now darling Daddy prior 2015, Not at all!
Your hero even told us to our face that STEALING IS NOT CORRUPTION?!

Nuff said!
See you around kid bro! [/quote]You see why people don't like you here? you said anyone that support any of this politicians that looted our nation will face the worst but pray tell , between looting and insecurity which is more worst?
Secondary school Government textbook tells us the first duty of a govt is to protect lives and properties but since 2015 your darling daddy have failed and keep failing in that regard, why support him again for 2019?....it means you are not different from the looters you accuse

OLDESTWARRIBOY:
If you go through my posts, I bash both Afonja & Igbo. Abeg shift make I see road, and stop feeling too important

But you blast Igbos more. even in things that do not concern the Igbos, you bring them in, that's bigotry

Motivational324:
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SvTwCJxFeOM ‬

I think you should create a thread for this.

OLDESTWARRIBOY:
The name no be here o, 'Enganamouit'

Wow, what a Industrious career but it seems she was injury prone like Walcott, Diaby dem. Congratulations ma

It seems our girls pay Cameroon back all what their male counterparts did to us everytime we meet for final of AFCON wey dey always make boys cry, I just thank God say Bet9ja & merrybet dem no dey dat time cuz we for dey hearam

Atichukwu blood sister, so OP which country she go be? The new one wey UN dey create or the old Cameroon?

Your hatred for the Igbos is blowing my mind. have seen many of your posts to form that opinion. I hope your bigotry reduces shall cause you can't stop their shine.

OLDESTWARRIBOY:
The name no be here o, 'Enganamouit'

Wow, what a Industrious career but it seems she was injury prone like Walcott, Diaby dem. Congratulations ma

It seems our girls pay Cameroon back all what their male counterparts did to us everytime we meet for final of AFCON wey dey always make boys cry, I just thank God say Bet9ja & merrybet dem no dey dat time cuz we for dey hearam

Atichukwu blood sister, so OP which country she go be? The new one wey UN dey create or the old Cameroon?

Your hatred for the Igbos is blowing my mind. have seen many of your posts to form that opinion. I hope your bigotry reduces shall cause you can't stop them shine