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SINZ:No. I gave her attention because she looked like a student of that school, and I was surprised she was selling what she was selling. I only put the pretty there to get people to read the story. You can see I didn't mention her looks in the story. |
Update- People can bash me all they want, but I have achieved the one thing I set out to do...To give the girl publicity. I accept the good and the bad comments, as long as I know a good will come out of this. Thank you all. I wish you all a great week. |
I lost my smartphone last week Thursday, and my Laptop developed a fault on Saturday, so I had gone to the University of Ibadan (U.I) to see if I could get on the Internet at a Cyber Cafe. Most of the ones I was directed to were closed, and then on my way to a barber shop, I saw this neatly arranged tray of Bananas and Groundnut. I looked up at the person selling them, and there was something about the girl that made me believe she had a story people would love to hear. After getting the haircut, I walked up to her and bought groundnut and then told her I wanted to write about her. She agreed to give me audience, and then I found out she had been helping her mom out with the trade since she was in Secondary school, and now she more or less handled it herself. She got into the National Open University of Nigeria, Ibadan campus to study Theology in 2013/2014 session, and continued with the banana and groundnut business. She told me she would go for lectures three times a week, and then come to her normal spot (where we were seated) opposite Sultan Bello Hall in U.I to sell groundnuts, coconuts, banana, and oranges (during the season). Her story kind of reminded me of Linda Ikeji, and how Linda used to sell at beer Sheraton Hotel to support herself during her time at University of Lagos. The fact that this girl decided to be independent and make money from selling fruits in the time when young pretty girls like her would rather depend on men to take care of them made me write this article. I felt her story needed to be shared with the world. Her name is Vivian Okpara, and she is in her final year at the Nigerian Open University in Ibadan. Although she grew up in Ibadan and can speak Yoruba fluently, she is from Ogu Opa in Enugu state. Vivian is in her mid twenties, and would be rounding up her studies at N.O.U.N early next year. When I asked her what she wanted to do after school, she said she would like to open a big fruits store, and do business on a large scale in this area. The way she spoke about it with passion was so captivating. In the Nigeria of today, we need more young people like Vivian. I am calling on anyone with the means to do so to assist this young girl actualize her dreams. And even if you can't do that, support her in the little way you can right now. When next you find yourself at the University of Ibadan, go to her spot opposite Sultan Bello Hall, and buy some of the things she sells. http://outoftheordinary101..com.ng/2017/04/meet-vivian-pretty-groundnut-banana.html
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As a teenager and through my early youth, I did very little Bible reading. Most of the information and stories I knew from the Bible were from church sermons, or from Christian movies. Then a couple of years ago, I decided to understand my religion a little more, and so I set a task to read the whole Bible. I was reading through the book of Acts when a verse made me pause. I re-read the verse a couple of times, and also the whole book of Acts, but it still left the longing question in my head. How did Judas Iscariot really die? In case you don't know who Judas Iscariot is/was, he was one of the 12 disciples that followed Jesus around during his time of Evangelism on Earth. Everybody knows that Judas killed himself after he betrayed Jesus for 30 silver coins. He helped the Israelite soldiers identify and capture Jesus. He felt guilty afterwards and tried to return the money, but after he didn't succeed in redeeming his image in his eyes of the people, he ran off into the night, and hung himself. But this is what can be found in Acts 1:16-19- "Brethren, the Scripture had to be fulfilled, which the Holy Spirit foretold by the mouth of David concerning Judas, who became a guide to those who arrested Jesus. 17"For he was counted among us, and received his portion in this ministry." 18(Now this man acquired a field with the price of his wickedness; and falling headlong, he burst open in the middle and all his bowels gushed out. 19And it became known to all who were living in Jerusalem; so that in their own language that field was called Hakeldama, that is, Field of Blood.)" This doesn't tally with what was written in the book of Mathew, which states that Judas hung himself. Let me put it up for you to examine. (Matthew 27:3- - "Then when Judas, who had betrayed Him, saw that He had been condemned, he felt remorse and returned the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and elders, 4.saying, "I have sinned by betraying innocent blood." But they said, "What is that to us? See to that yourself!" 5.And he threw the pieces of silver into the sanctuary and departed; and he went away and hanged himself. 6.And the chief priests took the pieces of silver and said, "It is not lawful to put them into the temple treasury, since it is the price of blood." 7.And they counseled together and with the money bought the Potter’s Field as a burial place for strangers. 8.For this reason that field has been called the Field of Blood to this day."These two greatly contradict themselves. In Acts, we are made to believe that he bought a field with the 30 pieces of silver he had received for betraying Jesus, and he lived there for a while, before he fell headlong one day, bursting in the middle and all his bowels gushed out. But I don't believe someone can just fall and burst open his insides. Could it be some people came to kill him in the night? This is a possibility, since he had betrayed the Messiah. What do you think? http://outoftheordinary101..com.ng/2013/10/how-did-judas-iscariot-really-die.html
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Damibiz:Amen! LOL! |
MhizDherbee: ![]() |
Damibiz:Thanks a lot. |
khaifa:Thanks a lot for this. At least I know one person will be interested in the story I want to write immediately after this one. |
Thanks guys. My phone was stolen at the bank yesterday morning and it left me disorganized for a bit. I have bounced back sha. I will update tomorrow. Thanks for keeping the story alive. I really appreciate it. |
Lunagirl:Moana girl, i concur. |
AimingIncognito:Twice a week like Tuesday night and Friday night is great by me. I dont think any man has the ability to have sex everyday for a month straight. 2-3 times a week is super okay. |
Missmossy:I just updated. Another update tomorrow morning. Thanks for following the story. I appreciate it. |
Chapter 9 Andrew couldn’t believe he could ever feel suicidal. He was lying in bed staring at the ceiling, with a cigarette in his hand, wondering if anyone would ever fully understand life. Just when he was giving love a chance, he got slapped with the opposite real quick. His flat felt emptier than ever right now. Was it really my fault? He thought of it all. He had given Tunde hundreds of thousands to settle his debt last year and even gave him more money afterwards to help him stand on his own two feet. But, as talented and ambitious as Tunde was, he always ended up in debt and needing money every time. He thought if he didn’t help out again, Tunde would be able to be self reliant and stand on his own feet, but never did he think Tunde was actually going to kill himself. Veronica came back into the room naked, and he didn’t even feel any urge. The sex they had had a few minutes ago was more mechanical than anything. He was even regretting calling her over as he wished she would just leave, but he couldn’t just kick her out. He just wanted to feel a little better, but now, he was feeling worse off. She bent down to take a drag from his cigarette stick and walked over to his wardrobe with the mirror in the middle. He and Veronica had an understanding, and she hardly asked him personal questions, which was why they had remained friends for this long. He never asked her why she was so beautiful but had a nasty scar on her upper arm, and she never asked why he wasn’t married at 36. Michael Jackson’s You Are Not Alone song came on, and Andrew was tempted to share his situation with Veronica, but he shook off the thought. He didn’t want to risk getting things more complicated than it was already. Even though he was going through his worst time, he got an epiphany. He realized he really didn’t need the mindless sex. And he made up his mind that if he made it out of the whole issue, and if Anita could forgive him, he would become monogamous. There was really more to life than money, sex, and cigarettes. He took one puff from his cigarette and laughed as he crushed the bud on the silver ashtray by the small stool beside his bed. Veronica looked back briefly with a questioning look on her face, but turned back around when he didn’t say anything. |
sirblero:Tank you. |
Kpeshi10:Thank you. |
buccal:Updated. Sorry for the delay. |
MhizDherbee:Updated. |
Chapter 8 Anita caught up with her half way through the car park. “Bimpe, please wait.” She said when she was a few feet away from the girl. She turned around, and the mean look on her face scared Anita for a second. “What’s wrong? Why did you…” “He knew Tunde was going to commit suicide and he didn’t do anything about it.” She said, cutting Anita off. She was hyperventilating as she searched through the big brown leather bag she had on her shoulder. They were in between two cars now and Anita leaned on the car on the right as what Tunde’s kid sister told her sank in. The girl brought up an old looking Blackberry phone, with fidgeting hands; she tapped on the keypad very fast, and then handed it over to Anita. “Please read this conversation.” The girl said, standing at akimbo, looking up at Anita. As an afterthought, she added, “I came here to get a new phone case for his Blackberry.” After a few seconds of staring at the phone screen, Anita’s hand fell to her side. ……………….. He exhaled smoke and leaned back in his seat. Just when he was having the best time of his life, things took a left turn. The pack of Pall Mall had gone with him everywhere for the last couple of days, and he just realized that before the cigarette stick he had between his lips right now, he hadn't smoked since he reconnected with her two days ago. The tall and busty girl with the mini skirt that had served them drinks came to ask if he needed anything and he handed her a couple of Naira notes. The girl counted it and she would go and get his change, but he told her not to worry. She left with a smile on her face and he was happy that he could at least still make someone happy right now. “Andrew.” He heard the husky voice he grown so found of over the days call his name. He turned to the side and saw her standing there, with no expression on her face. He would have even been more comfortable if she had a frown on her face. “Please, I want to get my bag from your car.” He wanted o ask her to seat, but the music playing in the background wouldn’t have made it the right place to talk. So, he picked up his park of Pall Mall cigarette and car keys from the table and got off the couch. The walk to the car was the longest two minutes of his life. He thought about how someone’s actions can affect so many people negatively even after he is gone. He knew his friend was depressed, but he never believed he would actually kill himself. When he was a few feet away from the Porsche, he hit the lock remote, and as the ‘Beep. Beep’ sound came on, Anita barked out, “He needed five thousand Andrew. Just five freaking thousand Naira.” “Anita, I had sent him money on numerous occasions before then.” Andrew said in a low tone. “He told you he hadn’t eaten in three days.” She said as she stood with her arms crossed, by the car’s trunk. “Anita, you don’t understand. I had…” “Understand what? He told you he was going to kill himself, and you didn’t reply him.” She said and he became quiet, lost in thought of the decisions he had made. He had thought his friend was bluffing. “Andrew, you read his message and didn’t reply him.” She aid with disgust in her voice. “Anita, I understand how it must sound to you, but…I didn’t know he was serious.” He said as he fiddled with the car key in his hand. “I had just sent him fifty thousand a few weeks before then. And…” “Andrew, I don’t care if you sent him a million Naira a week before. You knew your friend was suicidal and you overlooked it?” She said and he bowed his head in shame. When he didn’t say anything for a few seconds, she said, “Sorry, I can’t be in your presence right now. Let me get my bag and hat please.” |
ToriBlue:I like your writing. |
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lovelygurl:Yea...especially in the first few pics. He looks much more masculine in the latter pics. Maybe he was trying to show the stages of his transition. |
Ladies, over to you. |
lfleak:And you that you are not a newbie, how much have you made? Mr. pompous, proud and rude. |
lfleak:At number 3. OP did mention proper use of keyword in your post for high google page ranking, but google no longer uses that for page ranking. https://www.techwyse.com/blog/search-engine-optimization/google-not-using-meta-tag-keywords-to-rank-your-site/amp/?_e_pi_=7%2CPAGE_ID10%2C5892258551 |
Abudu2000:There are 60 seconds in a minute. Not everyone has a slow brain like you. |
Enyimbamercedes:Words from an intelligent mind. |
omofunaab:HAHAHA! I swear to God. Hate affects people's ability for logical thinking. |
fratermathy:GBAM!!! You have said it all. Really, people only believe what they want to believe. Even if the girl releases a sextape and they see Suleman on top of her, they would say it was videoshopped. Even if Suleman is found guilty in court, they would say Elrufai bought the judges. Their brains will always look for an explanation not to believe this girl's clear case. |
malware:GBAM!!! |
hungryboy:Hungryboy versus HUNGERBAD. Hmm! |
Chapter 7 It just so happened that Andrew’s church was along the same road as Anita’s, and she was standing at the bus stop while he was heading home. She said it was a coincidence, he said it was fate. He was thinking of going to drop her off at home but decided to ask her if she would like to go and watch the new Wolverine movie with him. With a surprised look on her face she said, “What? You were heading to the cinema?” “Yea, why are you shocked?” He said and studied her for a while. “Well, I was also thinking of going to watch Beauty and the Beast today.” “That’s Interesting. We are really in sync.” “What? You mean like the Justin Timberlake band?” She said “No, I mean…” “I know! I know!” She said excitedly, cutting him off. “So…So, you will watch Logan with me?” “Let’s watch Beauty and the Beast.” “Beauty and the what?” “Come on! Please! I am sure you would love it.” She said, and Andrew took a quick look at her. She was acting like a little girl but her husky voice was so sexy it was driving him crazy. “Okay. What do I get if we watch the movie?” She smiled before saying, “I’ll watch Logan with you next week Sunday.” “It’s a deal. Beauty and the Beast it is.” He said and revved up the engine of the Porsche. ……………….. After the movie they went to a bar called Rhapsody overlooking the mall’s car park. Anita took orange juice as usual. Andrew ordered a bottle of whisky after she made fun of his big belly and said it was filled with beer. They talked, and laughed at some silly things they did back in the past. And then the both of them became silent. He looked at her for a while and when she got uncomfortable, she said, “What?” and chuckled. “Anita, I think I am falling in love with you.” Andrew said with a straight face. Anita burst out laughing and some of her juice went flying straight at his face. She brought out her white handkerchief and cleaned her mouth before leaning in to clean his face while still laughing. “Andrew, I think…” She was saying, and stopped to clean a part of his face she had missed earlier and then continued, “…I think you are drunk.” Andrew didn’t say anything; he just let his stare burn through her soul. She looked away after a while, and took a sip from her cup. She looked up and saw someone familiar heading towards the spiral stairwell. The person looked her way and smiled. She smiled back still not recognizing who the person was. Now the petite looking girl in denim dungarees was heading towards their table. Andrew looked sideways to follow Anita’s gaze and said in a low tone, “Hey, Bimpe how are you doing?” The girl stopped when she saw Andrew, and the pleasant look on her face got replaced with that of disdain. She muttered some curse words under her breath, turned around and headed back towards the stairs. “Andrew, who is she?” Anita asked, tensed on her seat. “Who is she?” She repeated louder this time when he hadn’t answered her the first time. “She’s Tunde’s younger sister.” Anita searched Andrew’s eyes for more answers, but he said nothing. His head was bent low now. Without saying another word, she got off her seat and walked up quickly towards the stairs. |
sirblero:Thanks. Next chapter in a few minutes... |
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- "Then when Judas, who had betrayed Him, saw that He had been condemned, he felt remorse and returned the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and elders, 4.saying, "I have sinned by betraying innocent blood." But they said, "What is that to us? See to that yourself!" 5.And he threw the pieces of silver into the sanctuary and departed; and he went away and hanged himself. 6.And the chief priests took the pieces of silver and said, "It is not lawful to put them into the temple treasury, since it is the price of blood." 7.And they counseled together and with the money bought the Potter’s Field as a burial place for strangers. 8.For this reason that field has been called the Field of Blood to this day."


