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Romance / Why by Olarewajub: 8:06pm On Jun 28, 2020 |
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Music/Radio / . by Olarewajub: 2:22pm On Jun 26, 2020 |
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Family / Re: I by Olarewajub: 2:18pm On Jun 26, 2020 |
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Family / Re: I by Olarewajub: 2:16pm On Jun 26, 2020 |
jidamsel43: I agree with you. Is it possible to stay without having a friend(s) |
Webmasters / Re: Webmasters Lets Have Comments Exchange by Olarewajub: 12:50am On Jun 26, 2020 |
Webmasters / Re: Drop Your Site/blog And Let Me Tell What You Need To Improve. by Olarewajub: 12:49am On Jun 26, 2020 |
Family / I by Olarewajub: 2:41pm On Jun 25, 2020 |
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Education / MTN Foundation Scholarship Scholarship 2020 by Olarewajub: 10:09pm On Jun 21, 2020 |
The MTN Scholarship Scheme is an annual scholarship award that seeks to recognize and reward qualified high performing students. It is made up of the MTN Science and Technology Scholarship Scheme (MTN STSS) and the MTN Scholarship Scheme for Blind Students (MTN SSBS). Both Scholarships under the Youth Empowerment Cause, are currently in their 9th and 7th phase respectively. Under both scholarships, eligible 300 level students studying Science & Technology related courses and blind students studying in Public Tertiary Institutions (Universities, Polytechnics and Colleges of Education) across Nigeria are awarded scholarships worth N200,000.00 annually till graduation as long as they maintain the required grades. Requirement for MTN Foundation Scholarship Scheme 1. Students under both schemes are from public Universities, Colleges of Education and Polytechnics across Nigeria. In addition, students on either scheme who maintain the required grades would have their scholarships renewed annually, until they graduate. 2. The scholarship is open to all 3rd year Science & Technology students in your institution with a minimum CGPA of 3.5 (2nd Class Upper/or its equivalent). Likewise, blind students in their 2nd and 3rd year, with a minimum CGPA of 2.5 or its equivalent, are open to apply for the SBSS. Entry closes on 21st July 2020 Interested students should apply online by visiting the MTNF website https://www.mtnonline.com/scholarships/ https://lionobo..com/2020/06/mtn-foundation-scholarship.html
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Career / Re: My Linkedin Account Has Been Suspended. Any Hope? by Olarewajub: 4:08pm On Jun 13, 2020 |
GloryIsaac: Thank you for your response. And opening a new account isn't an option? |
Career / My Linkedin Account Has Been Suspended. Any Hope? by Olarewajub: 11:18am On Jun 13, 2020 |
I think I may have sent too many connection requests prior to my account deactivation. I do not have a Passport nor Driver's license to appeal the restriction. Any hope my account would be restored without meeting the appeal requirement? P.S: I have contacted LinkedIn support center stating I don't have the required documents. Modified: I could not get any help from LinkedIn support center because I don't have a driver's license nor international passport. I have created a new LinkedIn account. Note: Do not send multiple connection requests with 24 hours.
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Romance / Re: Strange Toothpick... Has Anyone Seen This Before? by Olarewajub: 10:02pm On Jun 08, 2020 |
1k for toothpick? I rather get five packs of spaghetti. |
Literature / My Moon - A Poem by Olarewajub: 12:47pm On Jun 07, 2020 |
My dearest moon I look up to you in the sky I see your perfect round figure Your beauty so reflective and unhindered You shine every time with glamour Appearing always in glory Penetrating the clouds Dominating the sky with pride When I try to reach you You seem to be too far away Too secured to embrace Too flawless for my touch When I start to go down You begin to show up You shine your light to me Brighten me with your love I want to come to you To feel your touch To explore inside you To travel with you To smile and glow with you My dearest moon 1 Like 2 Shares |
Business / Re: Please Help. Where Can I Buy Clipper In Enugu? by Olarewajub: 12:16am On May 26, 2020 |
Bonatheripper:I will check the place out. Thanks. |
Business / Re: Please Help. Where Can I Buy Clipper In Enugu? by Olarewajub: 12:15am On May 26, 2020 |
chelseamann: Shoprite only has Binatone product in Stock. I will check Roban. Thank you for your suggestion. |
Family / Where Can I Buy Clipper In Enugu? by Olarewajub: 11:24pm On May 24, 2020 |
Due to the closure of Ogbete Market, I'm having difficulties locating a shop where I can get hair clipper. I'm looking at getting Choaba or GTS Clipper. Thanks for your recommendation. P.S: Placing an order online is out of my radar. |
Business / Please Help. Where Can I Buy Clipper In Enugu? by Olarewajub: 10:51pm On May 24, 2020 |
Due to the closure of Ogbete Market, I'm having difficulties locating a shop where I can get hair clipper. I'm looking at getting Choaba or GTS Clipper. Thanks for your recommendation. P.S: Placing an order online is out of my radar. |
Education / Re: Earn At Least 40,000 Monthly As A Campus Ambassador by Olarewajub: 1:14am On May 21, 2020 |
"Become an Ambassador" button not responding. What's the aim of the SpottrApp? |
Health / Re: I Have Turned Into An Introvert Because Of My Scar. Please Help by Olarewajub: 3:29pm On May 20, 2020 |
It's alarming that low self esteem is now synonymous to introversion. What an abnormaly. |
Business / Re: Facebook Owner Mark Zuckerberg Showoff New Hairstyle With The Wife As Barber by Olarewajub: 2:07am On May 17, 2020 |
I love how the kids are engaged in creative craft. Kids should be encouraged to be physically active and not just sit in front of the TV watching cartoons. |
TV/Movies / Re: What Movie Are You Watching Now? by Olarewajub: 1:50am On May 10, 2020 |
Hidden Figures 7/10 |
Health / Re: COVID-19: 381 New Cases Reported, 4 Deaths And 67 Discharged On May 7 by Olarewajub: 12:15am On May 08, 2020 |
PootCall: 1. Cross River 2. Kogi |
Literature / Sweetee by Olarewajub: 3:09pm On May 03, 2020 |
It was a windy Sunday afternoon in April 2003. I stood agitated at our apartment veranda with Arinze, Fejiro, Dare, Ogechi - my playmates, and my little sister, Abigail, in our small compound in Onitsha – the commercial powerhouse of West Africa in southeastern Nigeria where I grew up. We were playing “Suwe” at the play area inside the compound before the rain began to drizzle and ruined our fun. The thunderous noise emerging from our flat that afternoon made me sick to my stomach. Nna Ogechi, Papa Emeka who is popularly known as Onye isi who resides in the next compound and my father converged in our parlour discussing the aftermath of the Nigerian Presidential election which had held the previous day. “Ihe efu, Nonsense.” Papa Emeka in his blaring voice shouted declaring that the election was rocked with electoral fraud and did not fulfil minimum standard for democratic elections. My dad in a soothing voice defended, “Jiri ya nwayọọ, take it easy. We will surely get there and you know this is the first time in 15 years an election is being conducted by a civilian government.” I always wish they’d take their political arguments somewhere else so I can watch “Fuji House of Commotion” which airs on NTA 2 Channel 5 every Sunday afternoon. “Ola, don’t worry. The rain would soon stop so we can resume our play.” Ogechi said to me sympathetically. “My Mummy said that when rain falls and the sun is shining, it means that an elephant is giving birth,” Arinze said. We all stared at him, fascinated. “Akụkọ. That’s how you said you saw Bush Baby last week…” Fejiro announced in an amusing tone which made us laugh loudly. I was four years old at that time, an adventurous boy full of life with plenty of energy to waste, jumping and flying around the whole compound like Tarzan - bare-chested, with my favourite oversized brown underwear. As we argued “who mess the mess”, the drizzle stopped. We jumped excitedly to continue our play. “Maybe the elephant has finished giving birth. A boy or girl elephant? I pondered. The sky was cloudless and vibrant as the late afternoon sun descended on the commercial city. Let’s play “who is in the garden” my little sister suggested. “Make a big circle like your mother’s cooking pot.” Ogechi stood in the centre. “Who is in the garden, A little fine girl, can I come and see her No, No, No…” we chorused with excitement. I suddenly felt an irresistible urge to scratch the bottom part of my left buttocks. The feeling was sweet like an Indian movie. The more aggressively I scratched the sweetee, the greater ecstasy I felt. I stylishly continued the scratching so that no one would notice. The evening came too quickly. It was now dusk, time to retire to our various home. But somehow we stayed back because the game “Who stole the meat from the cooking pot?” had reached cloud nine. “Ola… Ola…” my mother yelled from the kitchen window. I froze and pretended not to have heard her summon. “Why must she always spoil my groove?” I said with a grudge continuing my game. All of a sudden, my playmates stopped running, condolence written all over their faces. I looked back and saw my mother dashing towards me with “turning garri” on her right hand. “Mummy, please. I will not do it again.” I begged remorsefully from a safe distance. Luckily, I ran swiftly pass her unharmed. As I was about heaving a sigh of relief, “gbas gbos” my mother’s slippers landed on my back with vigour. “heeeey…” I ran inside the house with a pandemic of tears. “Oya, all of you go to your mother’s house.” I heard her instruct the others. Arriving inside my room, I removed my underwear, scratched my sweetee but it was painful. I quickly regarded my buttocks in the mirror. My sweetee had transformed into a big boil. Scampering to the bathroom, I showed my mother the boil. “Why did you scratch it? ọla edo m” my mother quizzed with pity. “I will tell you a story,” she said as she began bathing me. Many years ago, I lived as an only child with my parents in Umuka village in Okigwe. My father was a peasant cattle rearer. At the age of eighteen, I graduated from the Community Secondary School, Okigwe and promptly got accepted to study Economics at the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. My parents were so proud of my achievements. I became the pride of my community. My mother finally found her voice at the Women’s Council meeting. My parents doubled their efforts to meet up with the necessary expenses required for my University enrolment. I remember it was on a particular Eke market day. My mother took ill, so I had to take the vegetables to the market myself. I sold all the vegetables in no record time but decided to wait for Ozioma, my friend, so we’d go back home together. A few minutes later, I observed a group of people hovering around a table in the market. Chanting and laughing with reckless abandon. Well, I decided to check out what the amusement was all about. “Hey! ezigbo nwanyi, fine girl. Come and play a card game and make quick money.” A man beckoned on me as I arrived at the table. It was a three-card game. All you have to do is pick the “King” card after being shuffled by the handler. Pretty easy, I said to myself as I dropped three kobo for a bet. Without any hassle, I picked the king card and got double my money. I continued to play the game and won every market day. One faithful day, I told to myself. “Hey! why not play this game with something big and win big and save my parents the stress of selling their properties just to raise my school fees. But where will I get the money?” It took me only two days to discover where my father conceals the money he had been saving for my tuition fee. On the next market day, I took all of the seventy Naira savings and placed a bet. “I was going to inform my father after the win.” I was very confident. Astonishingly, I picked the wrong card. How? I couldn’t believe what had happened because something must have gone wrong. I wept bitterly as I walked home to inform my parents of my foolishness. My parents were so disappointed in me. The gamblers were nowhere to be found. Two months later, my father died. My mother sent me off to Lagos to stay with my Aunt where I got enlisted as an apprentice in a fashion school. It was during my training I met your father, a dashing young Captain of the Nigerian Army from Ogun state. You see my son, life will present you with lots of sweetee, you must be very cautious not to scratch them or else you will end up with blisters. “All that glitter is not gold.” As you grow to become a man, never make decisions while you are overly excited. Always analyse situations and make adequate consultations before deciding. If you must make a mistake, it must be a calculated error. Never you gamble with your goals. Stay focused, God will help you. We joined the rest of the family at the dinner table. A mountain of pounded yam and Ofe Oha soup laid helplessly in front of my father. Two separate plates of Spaghetti jollof for me and my sister. My father already impatient began to pray “Lord, we thank you for the provision of this food. Bless us and sanctify this food… Amen” © May 2020 Stay Safe, Stay Well 2 Likes |
Literature / Re: . by Olarewajub: 8:43pm On Apr 13, 2020 |
tunjilee003: Thank you. |
Literature / Re: . by Olarewajub: 12:15am On Apr 13, 2020 |
damianchiemezie: Yes boss. I'm willing to improve. |
Literature / . by Olarewajub: 7:04pm On Apr 12, 2020 |
Forum Games / Re: Six Letter Word Game: Start New Words With Last Letter by Olarewajub: 1:56am On Apr 10, 2020 |
Hectic |
Education / Re: Unn Makes History As The First University To Use Biometrics During Election by Olarewajub: 10:58am On Jan 18, 2020 |
Great Lions and Lionesses Hail Varsity of Nigeria |
Family / Re: Introverts Lounge (Extroverts Pls Keep Off !!) by Olarewajub: 1:20am On Dec 25, 2019 |
Merry Christmas 4 Likes 1 Share |
Investment / Re: Treasury Bills In Nigeria by Olarewajub: 6:20pm On Dec 16, 2019 |
richforever123: Thank you. I will visit the bank tomorrow. First time I'm experiencing such delay. |
Investment / Re: Treasury Bills In Nigeria by Olarewajub: 5:42pm On Dec 16, 2019 |
I applied for secondary market with First Bank about a week ago. I'm yet to be debited. According to the TB Officer, my application is yet to be approved. Something just seems to be wrong. Any body with this dilemma? |
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