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Sonnobax15:

So long there's no parasitic banny in the background waiting to chop from it,no problem

Nonybb:
When I see these kids I just laughed. I wish I was younger again and there would be certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. I was paid 19,500 naira that time when I served in Bauchi state; after my one year service, I saved up to 50k naira cash and went back to the east. From the east, I head to Lagos. That was how life started. My port of call then was at Ago Palace. Sadly, the cousin that I lived with that works in a bank refused to provide me with basic three square meal. The guys literally starve me to death that I had to deep in my pocket to feed my self continuously with the 50k of my life saving. When he was defiant, I left him to the east. Stayed with my mum. In fact, it was even a harder decision because all hell was let loose. She never had patient with me either.
I was back to Lagos after going almost one year; this time around, in my Uncle's house. Another gate of hell was opened. This time, it was my uncle's wife. When I landed in that house, I never wanted to work in her school but she somehow influenced the decision and stopped the stipend my uncle was promising to be paying me till I get a job. This woman made me her b*tch in that school. I wake up by 4:30am, enter the bus and we drove till 6:30am, then the school starts at 7:00am. I will teach from SS 1 to SS 3. The school closes by 5pm, we enter the bus and arrived 8pm in the night, sometimes 9pm. Because I live in a house that look like a security house, this woman gave me a kitchen and an utensils to fed for myself. By that time, I was weak, no food. I will buy bread to eat. Then again I will wake up by 4:30am again. The cycle continues... Until... In fact I can't finish my storyline. Fast forwarded.... I traveled out of NIGERIA after "Nigeria" dealt with me. Today I am married with a kid and wonderful family.

ccollins:
thanks for your past life narration. I have a similar situation of lack of funds. Please,I want to ask, how were you able to travel to the country you are flourishing in despite lack of funds as a teacher at the time. I am also have some financial constraints but I also want to leave the country.

Nonybb:
When I see these kids I just laughed. I wish I was younger again and there would be certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. I was paid 19,500 naira that time when I served in Bauchi state; after my one year service, I saved up to 50k naira cash and went back to the east. From the east, I head to Lagos. That was how life started. My port of call then was at Ago Palace. Sadly, the cousin that I lived with that works in a bank refused to provide me with basic three square meal. The guys literally starve me to death that I had to deep in my pocket to feed my self continuously with the 50k of my life saving. When he was defiant, I left him to the east. Stayed with my mum. In fact, it was even a harder decision because all hell was let loose. She never had patient with me either.
I was back to Lagos after going almost one year; this time around, in my Uncle's house. Another gate of hell was opened. This time, it was my uncle's wife. When I landed in that house, I never wanted to work in her school but she somehow influenced the decision and stopped the stipend my uncle was promising to be paying me till I get a job. This woman made me her b*tch in that school. I wake up by 4:30am, enter the bus and we drove till 6:30am, then the school starts at 7:00am. I will teach from SS 1 to SS 3. The school closes by 5pm, we enter the bus and arrived 8pm in the night, sometimes 9pm. Because I live in a house that look like a security house, this woman gave me a kitchen and an utensils to fed for myself. By that time, I was weak, no food. I will buy bread to eat. Then again I will wake up by 4:30am again. The cycle continues... Until... In fact I can't finish my storyline. Fast forwarded.... I traveled out of NIGERIA after "Nigeria" dealt with me. Today I am married with a kid and wonderful family.

Edit: You that is reading my text, remember I said in the beginning that there are certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. If I had known that life is not about reciprocity, I wouldn't have lean on others. Some of you do not even know why I felt bad about that cousin and the Uncle(In fact, I wouldn't even say that I felt totally bad about them) It was my family that set my Uncle up in the early 90's with thousands of naira then(His wife wasn't told the story or perhaps she knew but choose ignorance). That cousin of ours literally pack food from our house every weekend when he was still in a boarding school. Our house was like a pilgrimage and arms giving center; like a Mecca. But when I became a man, nobody could lift me. Even with a little finger. I thought life was about solidarity and relationship with others. They use it on us and I myself didn't benefit from that

NwekeUG:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjYM7JYeqKU

Namaster:


Dude's acting like a neophyte Yahoo Boy that just got his first client.

Give it 3 weeks, he'll realise he has NOT arrived.
In fact, #77k is NOT even enough for his bus tickets.

Nonybb:
When I see these kids I just laughed. I wish I was younger again and there would be certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. I was paid 19,500 naira that time when I served in Bauchi state; after my one year service, I saved up to 50k naira cash and went back to the east. From the east, I head to Lagos. That was how life started. My port of call then was at Ago Palace. Sadly, the cousin that I lived with that works in a bank refused to provide me with basic three square meal. The guys literally starve me to death that I had to deep in my pocket to feed my self continuously with the 50k of my life saving. When he was defiant, I left him to the east. Stayed with my mum. In fact, it was even a harder decision because all hell was let loose. She never had patient with me either.
I was back to Lagos after going almost one year; this time around, in my Uncle's house. Another gate of hell was opened. This time, it was my uncle's wife. When I landed in that house, I never wanted to work in her school but she somehow influenced the decision and stopped the stipend my uncle was promising to be paying me till I get a job. This woman made me her b*tch in that school. I wake up by 4:30am, enter the bus and we drove till 6:30am, then the school starts at 7:00am. I will teach from SS 1 to SS 3. The school closes by 5pm, we enter the bus and arrived 8pm in the night, sometimes 9pm. Because I live in a house that look like a security house, this woman gave me a kitchen and an utensils to fed for myself. By that time, I was weak, no food. I will buy bread to eat. Then again I will wake up by 4:30am again. The cycle continues... Until... In fact I can't finish my storyline. Fast forwarded.... I traveled out of NIGERIA after "Nigeria" dealt with me. Today I am married with a kid and wonderful family.

Edit: You that is reading my text, remember I said in the beginning that there are certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. If I had known that life is not about reciprocity, I wouldn't have lean on others. Some of you do not even know why I felt bad about that cousin and the Uncle(In fact, I wouldn't even say that I felt totally bad about them) It was my family that set my Uncle up in the early 90's with thousands of naira then(His wife wasn't told the story or perhaps she knew but choose ignorance). That cousin of ours literally pack food from our house every weekend when he was still in a boarding school. Our house was like a pilgrimage and arms giving center; like a Mecca. But when I became a man, nobody could lift me. Even with a little finger. I thought life was about solidarity and relationship with others. They use it on us and I myself didn't benefit from that

essentialone1:
Someone should please remind NYSC Corpers that N77,000 now is about 50 US Dollars.

richiemcgold:

Hey boy, it is just 77k, not 77 million.
If you continue like this, you may eventually become penniless within the next 2 weeks.

.. except you have another sure source of income

richiemcgold:

Hey boy, it is just 77k, not 77 million.
If you continue like this, you may eventually become penniless within the next 2 weeks.

.. except you have another sure source of income

richiemcgold:

Hey boy, it is just 77k, not 77 million.
If you continue like this, you may eventually become penniless within the next 2 weeks.

.. except you have another sure source of income

NwekeUG:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjYM7JYeqKU

Ebuka78:
Only a fool would think the money is big.

A plate of food is now #1500

Anything you are buying now is 4 x the previous price in 2015.

UncleAyo:
This is the same mindset that is turning most Nigerians into poverty. With any small money or increment or bonus, they will start spending until there is nothing left to save or invest.

Everybody has equall opportunity to grow wealth and become rich no matter the circumstances of their birth or upbringing (except one is born with impaired brain).

The same way a guy who I can make in just one day more than 10X his monthly salary was spending bigger than me and always show off unnecessarily and kept telling me to enjoy life and spend big.

LegendHero:
Oya give 10 Nairalanders 77k since it is a chicken change.

You can even ask the corpers to return the additional 44k back to the government, so you can be paying them monthly yourself.

redcliff:
You will be shocked to know that 17k people were receiving then has more value than the 77k they are receiving now.. if your head no fit carry am, tell me i go give you the analysis

Bloodwritter:
Sharap!
If he manages that consistent 77k very well, he can live a very comfortable life with cars, house, wife and beautiful children afterwards.

Bloodwritter:
Just because you are careless and irresponsibly fvcking and wasting your money on ashaw0s doesn't mean there are no sensible, responsible and smart people out here.

IntelLord:
Please, kindly give me the analysis.

I'd like to have a full understanding of why N77k of today is less than N17k of back then (given the factors of inflation, naira devaluation, etc).

Nonybb:
When I see these kids I just laughed. I wish I was younger again and there would be certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. I was paid 19,500 naira that time when I served in Bauchi state; after my one year service, I saved up to 50k naira cash and went back to the east. From the east, I head to Lagos. That was how life started. My port of call then was at Ago Palace. Sadly, the cousin that I lived with that works in a bank refused to provide me with basic three square meal. The guys literally starve me to death that I had to deep in my pocket to feed my self continuously with the 50k of my life saving. When he was defiant, I left him to the east. Stayed with my mum. In fact, it was even a harder decision because all hell was let loose. She never had patient with me either.
I was back to Lagos after going almost one year; this time around, in my Uncle's house. Another gate of hell was opened. This time, it was my uncle's wife. When I landed in that house, I never wanted to work in her school but she somehow influenced the decision and stopped the stipend my uncle was promising to be paying me till I get a job. This woman made me her b*tch in that school. I wake up by 4:30am, enter the bus and we drove till 6:30am, then the school starts at 7:00am. I will teach from SS 1 to SS 3. The school closes by 5pm, we enter the bus and arrived 8pm in the night, sometimes 9pm. Because I live in a house that look like a security house, this woman gave me a kitchen and an utensils to fed for myself. By that time, I was weak, no food. I will buy bread to eat. Then again I will wake up by 4:30am again. The cycle continues... Until... In fact I can't finish my storyline. Fast forwarded.... I traveled out of NIGERIA after "Nigeria" dealt with me. Today I am married with a kid and wonderful family.

Edit: You that is reading my text, remember I said in the beginning that there are certain decisions I wouldn't have taken. If I had known that life is not about reciprocity, I wouldn't have lean on others. Some of you do not even know why I felt bad about that cousin and the Uncle(In fact, I wouldn't even say that I felt totally bad about them) It was my family that set my Uncle up in the early 90's with thousands of naira then(His wife wasn't told the story or perhaps she knew but choose ignorance). That cousin of ours literally pack food from our house every weekend when he was still in a boarding school. Our house was like a pilgrimage and arms giving center; like a Mecca. But when I became a man, nobody could lift me. Even with a little finger. I thought life was about solidarity and relationship with others. They use it on us and I myself didn't benefit from that