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NwaNimo1:
https://www.thesun.co.uk/sport/16244676/anthony-joshua-oleksandr-usyk-eye-injury/

Lindner:
Long story!!

In an interview, I was asked to narrate a really tensed sitiation and how I navigated it.

I remembered my NYSC days, I lived inside Letmauck Cantonement, Mokola Barracks, Ibadan. Year was 2008.

The wife of an Army Officer( a Major) hired me to tutor their three young kids after school. Unknown to me, it was the woman that needed tutoring on how to read English(she couldn't read nor write). She spoke only pidgin.

We agreed the fees (weekly), and I started. She would later open up to me that she needed tutoring as well. For a relatively long time, I didnt meet the Major himself. I would have left before he returned from work. I was a teacher at St Luis Grammar school just behind the barracks.

Long story short, I started teaching the woman too after she increased my weekly fee. But I noticed the woman would rather gist with me than learn. Being a student of emotional intelligence myself, I reckoned she needed someone to gist with in that ghostly environment like the Officer's Quaters. A full time house wife and in that environment. The other end of the barrack where soldiers ans corpers live was more fun and populated . As long as I was paid, we would gist all afternoon. We soon became friends. I even stopped teaching the kids. They were super sharp, intelligent, restless and troublesome. But every Friday, she never missed my payment.

One faithful Friday afternoon, the Major came home early, that was the first time I ever saw his face. I rightly assumed all the money I was being handsomely paid came from him since the wife was a full house wife.

I stood up to greet him but I couldn't tell if he was angry, sad or just being his military self. He didn't bother to respond, he just went upstairs. His wife followed him immediately.

After about 15 minutes, he came back to join me. He asked how much I was being paid, I told him. He asked if his wife mentioned why she needed to learn how to read, I told him I assumed it was for self improvement. Meanwhile, I had been collecting money weekly for several weeks and this woman could not read jack. We would rather chat, gist and laugh.

The Major went to the TV area and gave me a card, it was their wedding invitation card in 2 weeks time. He mentioned that they never got married before the kids. In short, at the wedding, the woman would be required to read a long vow or something like that. It was a Methodist or Anglican church along Bodija.

He said, given his status both in the church and in the army, he must not be embarrassed by his wife's inability to read. That was the whole reason for the lesson that we turned into chatting sessions. He said it was mandatory that I attended to witness the result of my tutoring. The whole conversion lasted for about 10 minutes and it sounded more like subtle threats and one man trying to dominate another man.

How did the woman not mention her wedding and the real reason she was learning how to read? How could I make her read in two weeks? Should we just memorize the whole text of the program? My mind started racing. I lived at the other end of the barracks, the Major knows where I worked as well. No way I could escape. I had collected a lot of money already and I was 100% certain he would be embarrassed on that day.

I did what I could in two weeks. Attending the wedding for me was like a cow going to the slaughter. My heart was pounding and was literally in my mouth. I knew the woman could not still read even after practicing the texts many times.

It was a beautiful military wedding. I sat at the back, then two guys came and said something like "O boy, oga say make we sit beside you". Which oga? They said "Major". I knew I was in deep shit. Prior to that time, a corper colleague had to be locked up in the guard room for dating a soldier's sister. Ordinary soldier. This was a Major about to be embarrassed in front of his friends, colleagues, juniors and church members. Of course, he wouldn't beat his wife, I figured I would carry all the blame and possibly return every penny I collected.

Sitting through the wedding was the most tensed period of my entire adult life. Gruelling 3 hours!. Second was waiting for my HIV test result. Of course, she fumbled, woefully at that. It was a disaster. That moment you want to hide under the seat. The officiating minster had to take charge of the situation to save face. I'm sure he wasn't aware.

As they where matching out of the church through the guards or what do they call them. Those guys that carry sticks and couples pass under them. I was seriously looking at the Major's face. His facial expression would inform me of my likely fate. His face was always expressionless but today, it was important to read those expressions so as to know my next line of action. Either to pick the next available bus back to my state and never return or something like that. But again, there's the problem of the soldiers beside me.

Conclusion.

The Major didn't have my time on that day, I guess he was occupied with the guests and all. I got lost in the crowd but never returned home directly. I slept at a colleagues room like 10 blocks away from ours. I could remember, ours was block 36 Engineering block. The soldiers sent to sit next to me also probably didn't know the reason and we all dispersed. My room mate and other corper colleagues that knew the background were waiting for the full gist of what happened. That night, I was waiting for that "gulf 3" visit. Gulf car was reigning at the time. They used gulf to pick you up to treat unofficial f**k ups.

The next day, I received a call from the Major's wife to come down to the Officer's Quarters. She didn't thank me for attending the wedding or for my tutoring or say anything that I could draw conclusions on about the mood of the situation. I was too paralysed to even congratulate her. Why would she be the one to call me given what happened at the wedding? I had heard all sorts of stories about what happens in the guard room, true or untrue, I never wanted to experience any of it. I put myself in the Major's shoes. No man should experience what he passed though in those few minutes at the altar. The Church became very quiet. Some people could not even look up.

Approaching the building, I saw the Major and one of the soldiers from yesterday and behold, the Gulf car!!.

I went straight down on my knees and then on my chest, flat on the floor in public view. My colleague had told me that was the only way I could lessen my punishment. But the Officer's Quaters was too quiet and lonely to gain any public pity and possibly help. The Major looked confused. I started apologizing and promised to even refund him. His kids (2 boys, 1 girl) started laughing.

The wife came out laughing as well, but in her hands was what I would later find out to be cake wrapped in those aluminium foils for me. The Major and the soldier just looked at me as if I was less of a man, rolling on the floor without even being accused of anything yet. Apparently, the Gulf car belonged to the soldier. The poor man was not even angry at me. I died multiple times throughout the night thinking about what evil was about to befall me. But all was just in my mind.

The wife would later tell me that she warned her husband before the Wedding not to waste his money on tutoring her. She felt she was hopeless at education.

zedegit:
I've been thinking lately cos I am the type of person that loves his space.
I don't like sharing my things; I want my things to be as I kept them.

I am sensitive to words and very temperamental. I am like a volcano waiting to erupt anytime.

I hate being manipulated. I hate the entitlement mentality of some women.

I am an introvert and don't like crowd. I can stay indoors for a month or more as long as I got food, water, a charged phone with subscription. I go out for work and other essential duties.

They say every man got his type of woman. Do you think there's a woman that can match my temperaments?

NB: I respond well when a lady is good with sooting words and avoids arguments.
I love intimacy too although I'm not the romantic type but I can be generous if money is there.

I think the temperament is choleric.

nairafame:
Angry Pharmacist expressed disappointment at the food sold to him for N2,500 was packaged with Ponmo and Egg.

See the phamercist post below:

DON OF LAGOS @RowlyDaDon:

"I feel bad about the fact that vendors try to play smart You can do anything to me but not to think of cheating me I asked for food plug, I trusted the recommendation & ordered without doing much vetting See what you now brought to me for 2,500 This isn't fair...egg & ponmo?"

This food no pass 600naira..I kid you not

CrystalSpark:
This question has always been on my mind and just now I’m reading, again, that the daughter of President Buhari went to the UK to study Photography.

Not just her! There’s a noticeable trend even in Naija; a kid from a very wealthy home may go to a university to study music, or catering, or something that isn’t “popular and mainstream”.

The answer lies in studying what is passing the right message across to your children..its not the book knowledge..if a wealthy man who spent his entire life building wealth, making deals he/she knows what is important and how to pass the message across.you can pass the message across in your dining table while having lunch teaching them in not so technical term the world of taking a business public, getting a mining licence, managing a team of lawyers, investment bankers, accountants. Dealing with private equity firms. Teaching them to make money work for you and not you working for money, helping them know the difference between an asset and a liability and continuing to pass the message across until it sticks to their cause. Let it sink into their brain that they ain't getting nothing when they kick the bucket even though they know they might still leave them an inheritance.

The rest of us from not so rich homes will kill ourselves with mechanical, chemical, petro-chemical, electromagnetic engineering

You dont need a particular professional course to learn this lessons you just need to get this things passed across in a not too serious setting like taking a vacation in the Caribbean or spending the holiday in Monaco or it could be in the dining hall, it could be by allowing your kids join you in the board room and allow them watch you how you send shivers in the spine of your lawyers, accountants, investment bankers and the likes. They u can pursue your passion it's those ones who dont understand these thing that pursue being employable instead of managing a firm and ripping the benefits and managing the risks.

shantti:
Do u know that this is very possible

Skyfornia:
This actually saved lives those years..if the springs stop working, you support it with rubber band.

kress2m1:
Good morning everyone,

Workers clearing the bushes on my farm yesterday stumbled across this specimen and quickly did justice to it.

We've walked this same place wearing just slippers and it's our eternal thanks to God Almighty that this venomous snake didn't bite any one of us.


As I was about to sleep, someone, I don't know who, whispered in my ear that I should bring the matter here. I have done as instructed.

jaybenugo:
Previous Thread: https://www.nairaland.com/6746912/identity-corpse-abandoned-edo-hospital#105698430



https://igberetvnews.com/1400990/autopsy-result-26-year-old-faith-aigbe-found-dead-edo-traditional-rulers-car-photos/

Odewaleadesoye:
https://dailypost.ng/2021/09/22/bbnaija-saga-breaks-down-in-tears-over-ninis-disappearance/

Rtk5:
I thinkvitbis too much for a child haba, Government need to be checking things like this. I just bought all these for my son at #53,000. And it must be in the school.

dre11:
faults calls for Emefiele’s resignation



https://www.newtelegraphng.com/cbn-nigeriansll-download-e-naira-wallets-from-october-1/

Hismasterpiece:
Hello.

Recently i have been hearing about the dollar going up in value.

And this has brought about a hike in the prices of commodities in the market and has also brought about a hike in the cost of living of the average Nigerian.

So things are tough in the country now because of this dollar phenomenon

So i would like to know what determines the value of a country's currency and why the Nigerian Naira appears to constantly reducing in value while that of America keeps going higher and higher.

Anybody with meaningful information is welcome. Thanks.

omoalhaji1:
Forex.

lasthero:
Wales kingdom capital

lasthero:
I nearly fell for this guy's scam investment that year oooo

erubati:
This guy has switched it on as early as 7am again.
Haba,no be my fault say Dem no get money buy credit for their prepaid meter nitori olorun.

NwaNimo1:
Is that tokunbu?

Jazzman01:
This Volkswagen costs less than #4000 Naira back then in 1982. Today, 4000 Naira cannot even buy a tyre or Battery.