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?Who?s Okpara?? Shade asked. ?A fellow prefect from my school who has been asking me out since our SS1 days. I?m sure Okpara has told him about me. Maybe he wants to show how macho he is. He likely wants to prove to Okpara he can have any girl he wants.? ?How are you sure? What if he just wants to be nice?? Shade asked. ?I know some things, girlfriend. You can count the reasonable guys we have now-a-days. And those few, you? ll know them when you see them. I?ll show you one when I see one? ?What?s his name?? ?Stanley. I don?t even like his name? ?You?re funny Tunbosun? ?Don?t mind me jare.? Just then, their table was called. ?It?s our turn?, Tunbosun said. They stood and walked towards the serving point. When there, they joined the queue; there were two lines. Shade was in front of Tunbosun on one line. ?Shade!? the guy beside her on the other line called. Shade was taken aback; she didn?t know the guy. ?Hello? she managed to say. Looking at the guy, she was barely able to breathe. The guy was fine! And he was so close. She looked away. ?I have heard so many nice things about you? he said, trying to continue the conversation. Shade felt a little embarrassed because people close by could hear him. ?It?s a pleasure meeting you.? Shade simply nodded. ?I hope we?ll get to see some other time. My name is Utibe? he said, extending his hand for a handshake. Shade accepted it. ?Guess you already know my name.? she said, trying to look unaffected by his stare. His handshake lingered and Shade seemed unable to withdraw her hand. ?Hey girlfriend, it?s your turn?, Tunbosun said, poking her from behind; rescuing her. Shade withdrew her hand and collected her food, still flushed from her conversation with Utibe. She waited for Tunbosun to get hers and they walked back together. Tunbosun had a smile on her face as they walked back. When they reached their seat, she giggled. ?You should have seen yourself, Shade.? ?I beg. Don?t tease me. I don?t know what happened to me there.? ?Would you believe me if I told you that guy had rehearsed all that?? ?He seemed so nice. No guy has spoken to me like that before.? Shade looked at Tunbosun and saw her mock face. ?I?m serious. I have two brothers and we quarrel often. I hardly go out, so contact with guys is minimal. Some guys have asked me out, but there?s nothing about them to trip me.? Shade paused, momentarily lost. ?Did you see how he looked at me? Did you hear his accent? Did you notice how fine he is?? Tunbosun tapped Shade?s shoulders repeatedly. Shade looked at her but Tunbosun continued. ?Hey, watsup?? Shade asked, bemused. ?Wake up! Wake up girl. Don?t just fall for a guy because of his outward qualities. There?s more to everyone than meets the eye.? ?Tunbosun, I understand, but this guy seems okay. If he wants to make friends with me after now, I?d gladly accept.? ?Be careful dear.? ?I will? Shade said. She had discreetly traced him to where he was seated. As she tasted the jollof rice they had been served, she stole a glance in his direction and saw that he was staring at her. She was so taken aback, she choked on her rice. She had to cough, to clear her throat. She stole an embarrassed peek at him again and saw he was smiling. She felt like a fool. ?This is crazy? she thought to herself, as her heart still beat wildly. ?Why did God create humans with emotions?? she asked herself, as she drank the water Tunbosun offered her. ?Are you okay dear?? Tunbosun asked ?Yes I am, thanks.? ?Guy power dey do you. I pity you o!? ?Leave me jo!? Tunbosun laughed at her friend. ?You?ll get over it? she said and slapped her friend on the back, still laughing. Shade shook her head, managing a smile, yet wondering how she would face Utibe afterwards. She had just embarrassed herself. ?I?ll avoid him. I won?t even talk to him again? she thought to herself but as she was thinking it she knew it wasn?t possible. She was dying for him to come looking for her. She hoped it won?t be too long before he did. TO BE CONTINUED

Episode Two
The session was over and Shade was pressed; she had to use the ladies. While announcements were going on, she left her seat and walked towards the facilities. On her way up the hall stairs, she noticed a familiar face. ?Where do I know this girl from?? The girl was talking to the boy by her side and didn?t notice Shade. She wanted to call her but just then, her bladder told her she had to hurry. She hurried along, proposing to see the girl when she returned. Getting to the toilet, she noticed it was much neater than the toilet in the hostel. So, she decided to have a relaxed bowel movement, not the type with one hand on the nose and the other chasing away flies. As she eased herself, she tried to remember the girl?s name, or at least recall where they met but the memory seemed very hazy. When she was out of the facilities, most of the students had left the hall, including the girl she had hoped to see. ?I?ll see her some other time?, she told herself. ?Tunbosun!? she called to her friend, sitting rows away, where they had both sat for the orientation. ?I?m done? ?Na wa for you o!? Tunbosun said when she was closer. ? Na thirty minutes you dey use piss for your school?? ?Sorry jare.? Shade said, collecting her writing pad from Tunbosun. ?I decided to do the two together when I got there.? ?Okay. I for say o!? Tunbosun said, smiling. ?Na you sabi!? Shade responded as they walked out of the hall together. The organizers had consciously mixed up the participants so that no two students from the same school were bunk mates. Shade and Tunbosun had been paired, and they had kicked off well. Shade was from Federal Government College, Ipetumodu, Osun state, while Tunbosun was from Standford College, Abuja. ?How come you speak broken English often? Is it allowed in your school?? Shade asked Tunbosun. ?No, it?s not. I could be suspended if caught, but I live in Warri and that?s how I talk with my friends at home. Don?t mind me, I?m a Behind girl o? Tunbosun said, smiling. ?You don?t have to tell me. I know. Anyone from Standford has to be Behind.? ?I agree. The money we pay in that school is too much. I told my parents over and again to take me to a federal school where the standard is the same and fees are cheaper but they insisted, claiming they wanted a Christian private school for me.? Tunbosun paused, then added. ?But do you know what?? ?What?? Shade asked. ?I think they put me in that school for prestige purposes. They couldn?t imagine the only child of Senator Badmos going to any other school than the most expensive in Abuja.? ?You cannot blame them? ?I agree but that is not the kind of life I want for myself. I want to grow up to be independent, exposed and mature; able to do what is right by choice not because somebody somewhere is monitoring me.? ?Don?t be biased. There are some good sides to being in a private school; no strikes, close monitoring academically, and nice environment especially in the Christian ones like yours.? ?You?re right Shade. Maybe, I just feel the money is too much. I guess I should read Economics not Medicine? Tunbosun said, laughing at herself. ?I get too calculative when it comes to money. Do you know how many hungry people my school fees for a session would cater for?? ?I can?t imagine? ?You?d better not. People have different opinions and are permitted to and I have mine too.? ?You?ve given me something to think about? Shade said as they entered the dining hall. They had barely entered when Shade heard someone call Tunbosun. She looked at Tunbosun and saw she didn?t respond. ?That guy is calling you? she said. ?Let?s get a seat first.? Tunbosun said, ignoring the boy calling her. When they were seated, she started. ?That guy has been disturbing me since yesterday, when we got here? Shade looked in his direction but Tunbosun didn?t as she continued. ?I have been around guys enough to know what he wants.? Shade, who was a student of a single sex school, was at a loss. She kept listening. ?I noticed he hit it off with Okpara right at the parking lot before registration.?

?I can?t what?? she asked, still smiling, as she kept eating her chips. ?Or is someone sitting here?? she asked, smiling. Uche could see that she was having fun. He couldn?t lie, he?d be caught. If she was sitting behind, then, she?d have known the seat was vacant throughout the first session. She raised a brow and Uche knew he was defeated. ?I?m Fatima? she said, and extended her hand for a handshake. She saw him look at her hand. She followed his gaze and saw that her hand was smeared with oil and plantain fragments. She giggled and quickly redrew it, looked in her bag for her hanky, cleaned her hand and stretched it out again; the smile not leaving her face. ?I?m Fatima? she said again. Uche couldn?t help smiling. She had succeeded in infecting him. Looking at her, he could see she was pleased she had made him smile. ?I?m Uche? he said, as he took her hand and pumped it lightly. ?Nice meeting you? she said. ?Same here? he said, sincerely, though hoping it would stop at that. She was about to say something but at the same time, the announcer spoke up, clouding her voice. Uche was relieved. He turned and listened. The announcer was saying something about a guest they were expecting. Uche felt a pinch and flinched. It was Fatima again. ?What?? Uche asked, getting irritated. ?I was asking you why you?re so quiet?? she asked, looking more serious this time. Seeing her this way, Uche just wanted to stare at her a little longer, she looked beautiful, not the childish-look she had started with. He immediately cautioned himself, surprised at his reaction. He had never given a second look at any girl before. ?Please, can we keep this until after the session? It has started? He saw she was disappointed but she still managed to smile. He faced the stage and listened. The announcer was saying Ӆso, we?ll have to wait for him. He? ll be here in the next thirty minutes. So, your break is extended thirty minutes. Please don?t leaveŔ Uche wasn?t interested in the rest. This meant he was stuck with Fatima?s chat for another thirty minutes. He looked at her and laughed spontaneously. She had stuck her tongue out of her mouth. ?Duh!? she said. Uche was still laughing and she joined in. ?You?re something? he said, recovering from his hearty laughter. ?Didn?t it feel good to laugh?? ?Yes, it did? Uche admitted. ?When last did you laugh; really laugh?? she asked, expecting an answer. Uche thought about it and couldn?t answer. He tried to remember but the only time he could remember was three years back, and he wasn?t ready to remember that period. He had buried it and was going to leave it buried. ?I cannot remember? he said, trying to make light of it but Fatima wasn?t fooled. ?What happened to you that took away your joy, Uche?? she asked. Uche?s eyes filled and this surprised him. It wasn?t just the questions she asked him that got at him but the way she asked. There was a genuine concern and care in her voice. He gritted his teeth. He had vowed never to let anyone see his tears, nothing would change that. ?I don?t want to talk about it? he said. ?It?s okay. I understand? she said. At that, he looked at her. No one could ever understand what he had gone through. But looking at her, he knew that somehow, she would understand if he told her. ?Uche, get a grip. Don?t let this girl crush all your defenses?, he suddenly chided himself. ?It was nice meeting you Fatima. I?ll need some time of quiet before the session resumes.? ?Okay, if that?s what you want.? She said, then added. ?It was nice meeting you too.? Uche was disappointed. He had hoped she would press him a little more. He needed someone to talk to. He knew that after the session, they would go for lunch, then sports, then evening session and on. He couldn?t think of anything that would guarantee they meet and talk again. There were no permanent seats. ?Maybe she really doesn?t care. Maybe she?s just like everyone else? he thought to himself. Her questions had however triggered memories and those memories filled his mind for the rest of the break. Just as the break ended and the Guest Speaker was ushered to the podium, Uche heard that now familiar Hausa accent. ?Can we talk during lunch?? Fatima asked. Uche looked at her, and saw that childish-smile again. He smiled back. ?Yes, we can? he said and saw the relief on her face. She indeed cared. Uche?s heart beat faster with a mixture of joy and anxiety. He was going to do what he hadn?t done in three years. He was about to open up to someone. He was about to come out of his shell. He was about to trust again. It was a scary thought and he sincerely hoped Fatima would be worth it. To be continued

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Episode One
ARRIVAL Many buses were parked in the large parking lot. Without looking at the names on them, it was easy to know what kind of school each bus belonged to. The fine ones were for the private schools, the moderate ones were for the federal schools, and the not-too-fine ones were for the state schools. It wasn?t only buses that littered the park however. Students of different sizes and colours were standing by their buses, talking in circles or carrying their baggage to the registration venue. They had all come for the National Secondary Schools? Leadership Conference. It was an annual event, a conference prefects from different schools longed to attend. The pre-requisites for qualifying were quite stringent, so only the best of the best attended. This year, fifty schools were picked, and were to be trained for ten days; arrival and departure days excluded, at the National Youth Development Center, Port Harcourt, in Rivers State. Each school was asked to bring twenty of their top prefects. At the end, every participant was going to get a certificate of attendance but what excited most attendees however, were the awards that would be presented on the last night; awards that attending students did anything and everything to get. Every year, students did all in their possible best to get these awards. Others however, came for different purposes. This year wasn?t going to be an exemption. ——————————————– DAY 1 Uche looked around at the different students that sat in the conference hall and all he felt was intimidation. ?Why did I choose to come here in the first place?? he scolded himself. He had never been the outgoing type and would have preferred to be left in his own world. This was more exposure than he could handle. He was the library prefect of Immaculate Technical College, Mbano, Imo state. He liked his position as he only had to take care of the books and ensure they were returned. He didn?t have to talk at the assembly hall or dining hall like his fellow colleagues did. It also afforded him time and opportunity to read more, which was his hobby. As the most intelligent student in his school, he had been cajoled to attend the conference by the Principal and he obliged. Now, after hearing that each student was going to give a 2- minute speech at the end of the training, he wished the ground would swallow him up. This wasn?t what he had bargained for. He stole a glance at his colleagues from school, who were seated at different places in the hall. They seemed happy and content. They had already started making friends. He wondered how they were able to get along with others so fast. An announcement distracted him from his thoughts. ?We?ll be having a thirty-minute break now. Try and acquaint yourself with those around you. The orientation course will continue right after? Many students stood up and walked about for different reasons. Uche just sat still. He remembered the previous day?s activities. Registration ended about 7pm, participants were checked into their rooms, and dinner was served at about 9pm. There was no general activity that night as they were allowed to settle in and rest well ahead of the activity-packed conference. Uche had been with his school mates. There were twelve boys and eight girls from his school. He had nothing much to talk about with his colleagues, so he sat on his bunk and began reading Things Fall Apart. It wasn?t his first time reading it, but it was a book he could read over and over again because it reflected the life of his own people in the earlier years. Strangely, he could hardly read much because of the noise the boys were making. Only a few were lying down or reading, most were talking at the top of their voices and their major topics of discuss were centered on girls and soccer. Uche had wanted to scream; both topics didn?t appeal much to him. He was still wondering how he would cope with such boys for nine nights when somebody poked him. He had been lost in thought; he hadn?t noticed students were already settling down from the break. He looked sideways and saw a girl smiling at him. ?Hello!? she said, waving her hand in his face with a mischievous smile. She acted as though they had met before. Uche wondered how a girl could be that forward. He wanted to be on his own. ?Is something wrong?? she asked. ?No? he answered, politely. ?You just sighed?, she said, still looking at him with a questioning face. Uche was a little confused. He couldn?t place her words too fast, she talked like a Northerner. ?What?? ?You just sighed. Are you okay?? He hadn?t noticed. ?Oh?sorry. I didn?t know I did. I?m fine, thanks.? ?Would you want some chips?? she asked. ?No, thanks. I?m fine? ?Okay then.? She said and sat next to him, picking at her plantain chips. She still had a smile on her face and Uche wondered what she was up to. Before he could take his eyes off her, he noticed she reached to the back and picked her bag from the seat behind. It was quite an effort for her because she was short. Uche was dumbfounded. He had been so happy when he had a quiet guy to his right and no one to his left. And now, he was about to have a happy, smiling, forward, and short Hausa girl disturb him. He wasn?t going to take that. ?You can?tŔ he had started to say but the look on her face shut him up.

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Another story from Mr Timi Adigun , the Writer of THE
VEIL… Covered, a superb on going story on this website.
This story is free; please don’t pay to get it. Do feel free to
share it with friends and/or use excerpts from it in your
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The Story series would start by next week.
It’s a must read, I personally recommend it for every
Teenage and grown adults out there.
“La Conferencial” a tale of different secondary school
students, who attend a two weeks conference, Their tales ,
stories and events.
I bet ya’al would learn a great lesson from each episode.


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exalt2009:
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Tz going tru. Bk

I'd appreciate if dis could be moved to the frontpage again because i want every guy out dia to learn from this, i dnt really know thw monikers of the admins here but any one who does shld plz notify them.

And for the record i iphekitan the writer is never a yahoo boy, i did my research to write this so please dont contact me for any yahoo related reasons

Epilogue

*iphekitan ran mad at that point with Cindy, and was deported. Back to naija, where he was brought home.

*His parent took him from places to places but he didn’t recover until seven years later, like the primate once said, seems it’s a 777 parole Afterall.

*After getting well, he was taken to a church where he confessed his sins, and an atonement was made for him.

*Iphekitan is now happily married with two kids , his into Online business , but this time, his into something legal. Most people don’t know their are thousands of ways to make money online than wasting their time on formats.

*Iphekitan now has a company of his own, and his well rich and ok, atleast his satisfied, his company is one of the leading companys into the binary, foreign exchange, web/design and development, recently he got to work with google part time and earn two million dollars in a month just from working with google alone.

Naija youths wisen up.

The EnD…

BSecondly, vigorous awareness should be embarked upon by all and sundry about the dangers inherent in this way of life. Apart from being caught and sent to jail, there is also the danger of declaring negative things into your future as a youth by the kinds of things you have to say to your ‘client’ just to convince her to send money to you. Religious groups should embark on this awareness as what you declare now I believe, lies in wait for you in future. If you say your wife has died now and that your daughter has a specific disease or that you are attacked by armed robbers and beaten to the point of death, I believe you are declaring this things into your future and are putting you, your wife and your children in danger of the what they know nothing about.

Thirdly, I think the society should honor, reward and encourage creativity. Government should put long term rewards in place for creative achievement. Creativity should not just be praised and forgotten a while later. It should be encouraged. I also think laws should be put in place to protect creative ideas as is done in advanced countries of the world. The government should encourage the notion that wealth is not just money but ideas are also wealth and should be protected as they are intellectual properties. If the ordinary youth knows that his creativity will make a way for him in the society and that his ideas are protected by the constitution, he will be forced to think in constructive lines and work hard to make his money.

Fourthly, our educational sector should be revamped and made such as will make students creatively busy with an end in sight. Students don’t just want to study in school and then come out to start looking for jobs on the streets. A process should be put in place whereby the best students get the jobs and the security and jobs should not just be given out on man know man basis as is the case in our country today. Entrepreneurs should also be encouraged right from our institutions of higher learning so students can understand that they can be self employed right from tertiary institutions.

Fifthly, parents and guardians should monitor their children and wards well most especially when they go off to higher institutions as it has been discovered that on getting to the campus, students are in a world of their own and think they are free to do anything they like. This has encouraged nefarious activities and should stop henceforth. Parents should pay their wards occasional impromptu visits in their higher institutions of learning so as to have a feel of what the child is doing and the kind of life their child is living while their backs are turned.

Sixthly, morality should be preached at every nook and cranny of our society. Emphasis should be placed on integrity and honesty as against wealth and riches. A morally upright person will not engage in yahoo yahoo.

Seventhly, our internet service providers should also be properly monitored by government agencies and regulations put in place to put an end to unregulated surfing of the internet because it seems government is lacking in this regard.
Internet service providers should be encouraged to put internet traffic monitors in place so that any illegal activity going on on the internet will be quickly and easily picked up and necessary investigations made.

Eighthly, the corporate world should also be sensitized and sanitized so that they cease to aid and abet illegal activities. Banks should be notified and properly monitored and any member of staff found to be aiding and abetting criminals should be handed over to the law enforcement agencies and stringent measures taken to serve as deterrent to others.

Ninthly, law enforcement agents should also be properly monitored as it has been discovered that many of these agents use the arrests of these yahoo boys to enrich their individual pockets as the boys seem to have realized that all they need to do when they are caught is ‘settle’ the officer that caught them and all will be uhuru. This should stop and any agent found to have been involved in this act should be dealt with severely. Also, anyone caught engaging in this illegal act should be made to face the full wrath of the law to serve as deterrent to others.

I believe that if these steps are taken, the menace called yahoo yahoo will be reduced to its barest minimum if not completely eliminated from the Nigerian campuses and the society at large.

GOD HELP NIGERIA!!!

THANKS IN ANTICIPATION
LOVE YOU
*your name*…

Of course there is no doctor and there hasn’t been any accident. All that is just a scam; lies just to get your ‘client’ think you are in danger and considering that you are in a country where you have never been to and that Nigeria is known for its notoriety, your client thinks you are in real danger and quickly sends you the money. Hereafter, you then send another mail that might read something like this:

HELLO HONEY
Thanks for the last time honey, your intervention was really timely and I will forever love and appreciate you for that. *daughter’s name* sends her greetings too and she is really dying to meet you but honey, there is another problem.

*daughter’s name* has an ailment and I hear from her guardian that she has had pains in her lower abdomen for a while now. The doctor says she needs appendectomy and the surgery will cost about $5000 combined with her post operative costs. This normally would not be a problem but for the fact that I have no access to my money from here as this place is a real hellhole, I am going to need your help again to save my daughter so she does not die. Please understand that I would not be putting this on you were it not for the fact that I have no other person to turn to and you are the only one that I can ask without being ashamed. I promise to repay as soon as I have access to my bank account. If I had my credit card, it would not be a problem but since my credit card has been lost in the attack, there is really nothing I can do from here. Please homey, I need your help! Don’t let my daughter die as her fate rests firmly in your hands now. I am waiting honey and time is of the essence now. Please dear make this work and I and jenny shall be eternally grateful to you. I don’t want to lose my daughter honey! Please save my soul! Thanks honey! Expecting…

*your name*
After this mail has been sent and you get the money, there is one more ‘bomb’ you will send if your ‘client’ is the very rich type. Your daughter has had the surgery and she is well and okay. Of course you can say there were complications from the surgery and so you need more money but that depends on the pocket of your ‘client’. Okay she has had the surgery. Now is time for you to go over to your client and with your daughter to meet her for the first time and because you lost your travelling documents in the attack, you send something like this:

HELLO HONEY,
Thanks for the last time and the time before that. How will I ever repay you honey? You have been a real blessing to me and I thank you for that. May God keep us together forever! Now we are ready to travel to come to you as *daughter’s name* is doing well now and has recovered from her surgery very well but my travelling papers have been lost in the attack and I need to make a new set and to do that, I will need about $2000. I am counting on you this one last time honey as I am really tired of this country. There is no electricity honey! Can you imagine that? It’s really hell in this place and I can’t wait to get out so honey, I am counting on you to please get me out of here so I can repay all my debts to you. Please honey I really am counting on you to do this last favor for me .it’s just my documents that I need as I had sent money to have *daughter’s name*’s done before I came here. Thanks honey, you are a real blessing to me. I will be expecting…

LOVE YOU…

*your name*

So this is the last and final official ‘bomb’. After this, you release your ‘client’ and this can be done by just adding your ‘client’ to your ignore list on your messenger or deleting her ID altogether. This will make sure that you never get mail or message from her again.

Please note that in this type of yahoo yahoo, you could have up to 10 ‘clients’ at a time so you can start to imagine all the money at every stage multiplied by ten!

CLASSIFIED:

This type of yahoo yahoo deals with buying items from online auctioning websites. It is in two phases; actually buying the goods and sending them to a contact in the country of purchase who then sends it to the original buyer in Nigeria after certain commission has been paid and explaining to the seller via mail that you intend to send extra cost to take care of the shipping of the goods. You then ask the seller to send the extra cost by western union or money gram to the person in charge at the shipping agency who of course will be you or your contact.

You don’t actually pay. You just mail an alert in the name of pay pal or some other online payment solution websites or even some banks in the US for a given amount to the sellers ID. The seller of course on seeing the mail will think the money has actually been paid and will ship the goods to you or send the extra after deducting the amount you agreed on to the shipping agent (you) by western union or money gram. You will have the money and by the time the seller discovers he has been scammed, it will be too late and you address will be totally untraceable because it was just made up for that purpose.

This process of course is not this simple as I have intentionally omitted some important steps so this write-up is not taken as a yahoo yahoo textbook or guide. This is just a researcher’s experience in the world of yahoo yahoo and should be taken as such.

THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS ON WAYS TO CURB THIS MENACE

First, I would like to state here that the above write-up is strictly my experience and I cannot give any names of anybody involved in this research so that the integrity of the research will not be compromised so law enforcement agents, I am sorry I cannot help you. Having said that, I shall proceed to analyze ways I think that this menace can be curbed and ways through which our campuses and the society at large can be made yahoo boys free.

First and most important way is to create an enabling future for the youths in this country. A future where every youth can stand up and be counted, this kind of future is a function of an enabling society; a society where intellect thrives, a society where the youth are not taught by our so called leaders that wealth is everything and that being rich and flaunting the wealth is all that matters. The society should honor integrity and honesty more than wealth. As an ordinary observer can see from this write-up, the process of yahoo yahoo is a very simple yet complex process. The yahoo boy has to put his brain to task every time, he has to think ahead of his ‘client’ and must already have a prepared answer for every question his ‘client’ might ask. He must anticipate questions in advance and must not mumble. He even has to mimic a foreigner’s accent when talking with his ‘client’ on the phone just to make sure he earns the ‘clients’ trust and love. It this is not intelligence, I wonder what is. This goes to show that the ordinary Nigerian youth is intelligent and he only needs to re-direct his intelligence to something not criminal.

DATING:

This basically involves you getting a ‘client’ from an online dating site and introducing yourself as a widower or young and sexually attractive lady as the case may be who wants to go into a relationship and is searching online for true love. This is done in order to get unsuspecting rich ‘oyinbo’ men or women to take interest in you. Of course, you don’t use your real name but a name that you created and a profile picture that you also downloaded from the internet. (Please note that in order for your ruse to look real, you have to download many different pictures of the same person). After doing this, you get men or women who are interested in you or you show that you are interested in them by sending them a message that in the case of a man, may read something like this;

HELLO
My name is *your name* and I am interested in meeting mature ladies for a long term relationship. Seeing your picture, I have a feeling my search is over. My yahoo mail address is *whatever*@yahoo.com. you could add me to your messenger list if you don’t mind and let’s get to know each other better on there. Eagerly expecting your reply.
LOVE
*your name*

This kind of message is called a ‘bomb’ and it is the introductory message you send after identifying a particular ‘client’ and after you are convinced the client is rich enough for you.
Of course, the client replies and you follow up with something like this;

Hello my name is *your name* and thanks for accepting my friend request. I hope this will be the beginning of a rewarding friendship because i don’t think I’ve seen a more beautiful lady in all my life. Hope you won’t mind us chatting on yahoo messenger cos I think we could really get in touch more on there. My username is *whatever*@yahoo.com. I would like you to add me to your messenger list if you have a yahoo account so we can chat more and get to know one another there. Looking forward to your reply and eagerly waiting for you on yahoo messenger. I Can’t wait to get to know you.
LOVE
*your name*

By this time, you have the yahoo messenger address of the ‘client’. You then proceed to add the person as a friend on your yahoo messenger and this is when the real work begins as you have to get your ‘client’ to fall in love with you as it is only at this point that the client can send you money. When you client asks about you and what you do, you send something like this:

HELLO,
Hi… i could not get to tell you about me so I am sending it by email..my name is mark as you already know and I am from *wherever* and I work as international project supervisor for *whatever* company out of *wherever*……I have been married with a kid and my wife died in Africa last year where she had gone with my daughter *name of daughter* cos she got custody after the divorce….I am currently searching for a mature lady like I said from any part of the world who will love me for who I am and with whom I will share all I have and who will share all she has with me……I am a fun loving and generally fun to be with…this is what I will tell you about me..I leave you to find out the rest yourself from interaction with me…I hope to get to know you more cos I think I will like your kind of person cos from your picture, you seem like a very adventurous and fun loving kind of person…I will appreciate if you can reply my mail so that we can kick start the friendship from there and hopefully if things work out the way we want, we can take the relationship to another level cos I don’t mind settling down in any part of the world as long as it is with the woman I love and who loves me back…

I’ll be waiting for your reply and like I said before i hope this will be the beginning of a bright and rewarding friendship…bye for now and please take care of yourself….
LOTS OFLOVE
*your name*

After this, you have successfully introduced yourself to your ‘client’ and you have by now, got to know who your ‘client’ is and what she does for a living. You have introduced yourself to be a very responsible and caring man and have to yourself in a position to be loved.

Hereafter comes what in yahoo yahoo circles, is called the ‘birthday billing’. This is when you ask your ‘client’ to send money to your daughter so as to get her a gift on her birthday. This is usually done after about 4 or 7 days of your meeting the ‘client’ depending on the length and intensity of your conversation. After attaching your pictures and that of your daughter, the birthday billing ‘bomb’ reads something like this:

HELLO,
Hello dear, how are you and everyone over there?…, my daughter *daughter’s name* sends her greetings too… she can’t wait to get to know you…by the way her birthday is in four days and I was thinking she might be pleasantly surprised to receive a gift from you….I try to send her things but she does not get them cos the postal service in that part of west Africa is so bad, nothing gets delivered so I send money to have those things bought for her. I used to send the money to her mum but now that she is no more, I send the money to her guardian…..please do not bother if this is a problem…I just think it will be a very good idea to have her know that her soon to be mother cares about her enough to send her a gift on her birthday. She likes you so much and she tells me she can’t wait to meet you…I’m hoping you can make this work and I am counting on you…anything you want to give her for her birthday is fine and that is your choice to make but i still insist do not bother if it is going to be a problem….I hope to get her out of there soon enough so I can come to join you and with our kids we can be one big happy family…I think I just found the kind of person I have been searching for all my life and I promise never to let you go…..I just need some time to arrange all these things cos I plan to get my girl away from that place called Africa….

I need you to reply me so I know what your decision is and so that i can send you the details for the money transfer. Life is about trusting the person that you love isn’t it? Whatever you decide will be fine and I promise it won’t make me think less of you cos I think i might be falling in love with you already and I just can’t hide that feeling. Take care of you honey and chat with you soon. By the way i sent the pictures. Hope you got them…

LOTS OF LOVE
*your name*.

Your ‘client’ feels important and if she wants to send the gift truly she replies. You then reply her mail asking her to send the money to jenny’s guardian while giving her a name and address that you have created for that purpose. This is the first time your ‘client’ sends you money and you could get up to about $400 to $500 this first time depending on the intensity and level of intimacy you have got to with your client. After this is done, you are then ready to go in for the big kill.

After about 2 or 3 weeks of chatting and getting to know your ‘client’, you then tell her you are going to Africa and to Nigeria specifically to get your daughter with the intention of both of you coming over to see your ‘client’ in whatever country that she is. On the day that you are supposed to land in Nigeria, you are ready to go in for the big kill and you send her a mail that reads something like this:

HI LOVE,
Hello honey, how have you been? I am in Nigeria now as I told you and I really need your help..The plane landed at about *pm local time cos the flight took about * hours…I came out of the airport looking for a cab to take me to my hotel and i did not know that I was going into a trap…I was beaten to a pulp and left to die after been driven to a dark place by the cab driver and his accomplices who were already waiting for him there and because i did not know the way, i did not know I was not being driven to the hotel. I had to crawl back to the roadside and shout for help before some good Samaritans got me here. All my personal effects including my clothes are gone, the boxes containing *daughter’s name*’s ps3 and other things, my phones, my laptop, my international passport, my credit cards, the gifts i bought for *daughter’s name*, her friends, her guardian and her children, all the cash i had in my briefcase and everything including my wallet which had the address of the house where jenny is and the phone numbers with which I communicate with her …I am at a hospital now and I have really gone through a horrifying experience and i need you to do me a favor… I need you to send me some money as soon as you can. I promise to make it up to you I just need the money right now and i don’t know where else to turn and i am stranded here…please honey I am counting on you to do this for me and I will be waiting at the hospital though i have to log out now cos the doctor is only doing me a favor by letting me use his computer and I have to pay hospital bills…I really need your help love and I promise as soon as I get back on my feet I will repay…..I need about $4000 at least and I will be expecting your reply..please I am stranded cos I have never been in this kind of situation in my life and you are the only person I know that I can run to right now….I know this might be difficult but I have no one else to turn to right now…you will have to send the money by western union cos there is no other way for me to get it..I am sorry to put you in this position but I am really stranded here and I don’t know where else to turn to and you are the only one whom i think can help right now….please I will be here waiting for the money..Expecting your reply

Final Episode

It all started with my curiosity. I was wondering what the yahoo boy does that makes him really rich and influential on our Nigerian campuses. I wondered what it will be like to actually be in the shoes of the yahoo boy, to examine the process from the beginning to the end so I would be able to think like them and participate in the process from beginning to the end.

Thus started my sojourn into the life and activities of a yahoo boy and I shall try to break down the process into stages and try to explain each stage accordingly based on my experience. This write up should not be seen as a guide to yahoo yahoo but as an independent observer’s thoughts on the process and implications of being a yahoo boy. I tried to become a yahoo boy myself and learnt the process to be able to analyze the whole matter. Up until now, many of my friends that knew me when I embarked on this project would still not believe that it was just an experiment but then, I had to make it look real as that is that only way through which I will be able to relate with these people and learn from them.

TYPES:
There are various types of yahoo yahoo common on campus today but I shall dwell mainly on the two most common types basically because these are the types that my research was based on. These two types are theDATINGand theCLASSIFIEDtypes of yahoo yahoo. I shall be explaining what each of these kinds entail in details later in this write-up but first, I will like to examine the basic stages involved in the yahoo yahoo business.

THE INTEREST STAGE:
This is the stage where an individual shows interest in the yahoo thing after he has been intimidated and bamboozled into thinking it is the only way through which he would make it to the big leagues on campus. This stage involves getting close to the guys in the business and trying to learn from them, the intricacies of the yahoo yahoo ‘profession’. This is the stage where the student is taught the various ‘formats’ to be used and the various ways to go about getting a ‘client’ as they call it formally or ‘maga’ or ‘mayee’ informally and how to get your ‘client’ to trust you and to fall hopelessly in love with you (in the case of yahoo yahoo by Dating) or taught how to go about ‘bombing’ clients (in the case of the kind of yahoo yahoo called ‘Classified’).

This stage is usually the introductory stage and it is at this stage that you are told the very important materials required in the yahoo yahoo business.

These materials include a laptop or desktop computer with constant internet connection and the most important material of all; your time. To succeed in the ‘Dating’ kind of yahoo yahoo, you need at least 5 to 6 hours a day of chatting with your ‘client’ so as to get the maximum benefits of the game while in the ‘Classified’ kind of yahoo yahoo, you need about 4 to 5 straight hours of internet browsing to get the most benefits. Having done all these, you are now ready to move to the next stage in the game.

THE START-UP STAGE:
This stage involves setting up your equipment and logging on to the internet. This is where the real work is and is the stage that determines whether you will be a good yahoo boy or not.

THE PAYING STAGE:
This is the stage where your ‘client’ sends money to you through western union or money gram depending on the transfer method you asked him or her to use.

THE COLLECTION STAGE:
This, in my opinion is the most important and yet dangerous stage of all but to some, it is the easiest part of the game. This is when you go to the bank or western union center to actually cash the money that has been sent to you by your ‘client’. You go to a fake ID card center, get a fake ID card made in the name of the person to whom the ‘client’ has sent the money and proceed to the bank to cash the money. It is easy to get caught at this stage because you are actually putting yourself out in the open and you could be easily arrested by the EFCC and other law enforcement agencies. Please note that whatis done here is you have a bank where one or more of the employees is on the payroll of these yahoo boys. This ensures that whatever transpires is completely under the radar and shielded from the knowledge of the law enforcement agencies, on getting there, you simply walk up to your man and present your fake ID cards. He in turn checks the western union portal to confirm that such an amount of money has been sent and then pays you accordingly.

I shall try to explain the 2 types yahoo yahoo we are dealing with here:

exalt2009:
Good day,

I just want to know why ur site has be suspended?
Hope there is no issue bcus I miss your story and site...pls move you story to Nairaland...

Look forward to read from you today
Thank you

Aj

sorry working on it

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aumeehn:
God bless you iphekitan...please mention me if you'll start writing another story. You're a very good writer.

Thanks i noted

jibs4lv:
Glory be to God, opolo onii ku lailai, thumbup iphekitan.

Amen o thanks

Final Episode

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3KINGZ18:
i tot u said u ain't a futarian

Yes didn't say odawise

KingAfooBaba:
Are you the Guy In F.S.T ?

Nope

3KINGZ18:
i tot u said u ain't a futarian

Yes didn't say odawise

aumeehn:
Lol i thought i'm reading a true life story o!! Guy you are talented i swear! Keep up the good work.

Thanks

aumeehn:
The end of this episode sounds fictional. Update sharply Abeg!

i


Is the whole story nt fiction b4

Admission processes caused the delay o


Episode 30

If it's rili going to be sexual in nature lyk ur title suggest, guess this should be in the sexuality section.

Ride on

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This chapter is dedicated to all readers of this story,the likes of tunderay, yinks89,eniqurl,missmossy,igbalodehunter,anniebabe,bibiangel and others whose name was not written ,
and to all great bloggers like silverdam, oyinprince,iphekitan,uanda and others who sought for my permission before posting it on their blog,i say thanks for appreciating my work
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