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“Dreams come through only for those who wake early to pursue theirs.” Anonymous Let’s start by welcoming you to this special year. It is our prayer that all your dreams will come through this year, particularly your academic dreams. Thank God the celebrations are over. Howbeit, if you’re a student or someone who would be writing a major exam in a matter of months from now____ say WASSCE or UTME and you’re still in the mood of celebration, we want to say a very big SORRY to you because you’ll likely not make it except you have a super brain. The only key to success is preparation; it doesn’t happen by chance. If you’re writing JAMB this year then there is not point reminding you that it’s no longer business as usual. The standard has been raised, so you have to brace up and be focused. Start burning those midnight candles to avoid missing out of this year’s admission into the University, Polytechnic or College of Education of your choice. As a student, it is your responsibility to study. Dreams come through for those who are ready to pay the price. The Holy Bible says, ‘Seeth thee a man diligent in his work? He shall sit before kings and not mere men.” Be determined not to be an aimless person or a time waster this year. Be a man or a woman of vision and passion. For those writing UTME or other major exams, start by telling yourself the grade that you want to make and work towards it. Get the materials that you need and discipline yourself to sitting down and study them and you would be sure that NOTHING will stop you from achieving excellence. Keep in-touch with us on Facebook @ https://www.facebook.com/UnnInfo, as we shall be reeling out all you need to succeed in the form of a Nugget. We want to leave you with this English proverb, “The early Bird Catches the Worm.” Culled from http://unn-edu.info/2015/01/success-nugget-1.html |
Why are we like this? My people and religion...Tufiakwa! Pls let's stop acting like kids that don't know their right from their left! We don't need anybody to tell us who to vote for. For crying out loud, we've lived in this country (and still live in this country for as long as we all can remember); it's not like we're aliens who just came out of d space this year. Pls ppl should stop telling us that candidate A or B is the well of God because the God that I know should know how to go about accomplishing his will irrespective of whether we voted or not. How much more have people push us around like non-entities. I believe He gave everyone of us a good sense of reasoning (or should I call it a sense of discernment). As far as this matter is concerned, I don't need any spiritual leader to tell me who to vote for. One thing I know for sure is that once I get my PVC this week; come Feb. 14 I'll go out there and vote for whoever my conscience is at peace with (based on d research I've done). It may not even be PDP or APC. Pls u guys should stop pushing us around, OK? In the words of my cousin who just turned 18 this January, "We're too old to be young!" |
The problem with this generation is that they LOVE argument. But when it comes to sitting down to study (especially their Bible) they gas out. ROSSIKE, have u not read the part of Bible that says that A Thousand Years is Like a Day in His (God's) sight? The Bible also said that His ways are not our ways; as far as the heaven is frm d earth, so is his thought from ours. The issue here shouldn't be whether Christianity took 2000 or I billion yrs to enter Africa (Nigeria), the thing be say 'Now wey e don enter do what d Bible says and stop senseless and unproductive arguments). Well, you guys can sit down n argue as much as u want. As for me, I'm off! |
JUDGEMENT DAY Explosion rock the crowd of many, Anarchy slowly slides through the states, But do we fold our arms And watch terror terrorize the poor and the wealthy? Should we bid our daughters goodbyes at dawn? Only for them not to return at dusk? Now, it’s our children, Suckling, who know not their right from their left, Are now the targets of their bomb, They have taken war To the peaceful assemble of toddlers. I weep for this generation, Men and women that pride in aiming and maiming. Though they escape the gun of Justice, The cry of the innocent shall not cease from their ears; For their blood shall forever take vengeance. Throughout their generation that live. Yes, they succeed in Mubi, Bauchi and Gombe, Even in Jos, Potiskum and Borno, They make us cry as a nation, Because they go after our defenseless brothers. Know they not that they shall not escape the sword of the Executioner? Like a noisy gong, Their conscience (if they have any) Shall not give the ears of their mind rest, Though they elude the artillery of the nation, The machinery of the ALMIGHTY shall strike, Even in the forest, the dungeons and the creek where they hide, The shelling that has no shielding will locate them, It shall come like the arrival of a cyclone, And their cry of help shall not be heard by any, And it shall torture them like a thorn, Until their cry forever shall not be heard.
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We have continued to receive messages from people asking us the procedure that a newly admitted student require to follow in order to solidify his/her admission, and also the list of documents required for the clearance of newly admitted students of the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. This post is made to address that. We hope serves as a compass to you: Firstly, candidates whose names just appeared on UNN admission list are required to pay admission acceptance fee of 25,000 naira only. The new students are expected to... http://unn-edu.info/2014/11/unn-admission-clearance-requirementsregistration-procedure-new-students.html |
Ozoemena stood in front of the mirror in the one room apartment he rented four years ago. He examined his beard which appears to be growing rapidly as his mind raced through the recent happening in his life. Life had been very hard for him in the village and, as a result of that he came to Enugu in a hurry. Like most people, he did not come to the city to look for greener pastures; he came to see if he would raise a little money so that he could pursue his academic dreams. His days in the village were characterized by dreams_____ yes, he incessantly dreamt of being a medical doctor. It was so real that in the last dream he had four years ago, he saw himself in the theatre operating on a patient. On the early hours of that morning he woke up sweating like a goat that had just finished running a marathon. Ozoemena came to Enugu a week after his last dream and found a job a fortnight thereafter. Two years after that, from the little money he made from working as a waiter in a popular hotel in the city, he rented a small apartment at a slummy area in Abakpa and moved out of the one room apartment he shared with a friend. This was the beginning of Ozoemena’s pursuit of the mean reason he came to the city. He registered for extramural lesson at Ogba_____ a place that was very close to Penoks bus stops; just twenty five minutes’ walk from the ghetto he calls his neighbourhood. As a student in Ogba, Ozoemena made friend with people who are enthusiastic about their education; young men and women who probably are still in secondary school or just left school and have written JAMB once or twice. At that notorious lesson centre, they had two major groups_____ those who are still in school and those who have left secondary school and have written JAMB for a number of times that is only known by the individual in question. Ozoemena did not fit into any of that group because unlike others, he finished secondary school in his village two years ago but never taken JAMB. He did not take JAMB exam the year after his WASSCE because he lost his father to a mysterious sickness in the village. In fact, the young Ozoemena was still mourning the death of his father when WAEC result was released. Losing his father who was a farmer was so painful that he did not even celebrate the fact that he cleared his papers. Although Ozoemena was one quiet kid who did not have a girl friend, and could not be likened to most boys at Ogba lesson centre, he joined the group of boys that were fondly referred to as having been jammed by JAMB. This group was congregated by people who have written the exam more than once. He prepared himself the best way he could, combining both going for lesson in the afternoon and keeping up with his job as a waiter in the evening. Time flew like it knows how to do, and Ozoemena wrote his first JAMB. When the result came out, what he saw was better kept in his heart than shared with anyone. Although it cannot be said conclusively that Ozoemena performed woefully in his first JAMB but what he scored at both JAMB and Post UTME were not enough to give him the course he applied_____ Medicine. The ambitious Ozoemena encouraged himself and at every point, he gave his best to his studies. Standing in front of the mirror in an apartment he rented four years ago, Ozoemena was touching his beards as his mind raced on how fast time flies. In few months time it would be his fifth year in the city and all he could boast of was the little money in his bank account and the ones he sends to his mother every time he received his salary. His dream of being a medical doctor has not completely died but it will take a miracle to keep him focused if he does not get admission when the University of Nigeria, Nsukka, releases her supplementary list and his name is not there. Although he scored 300 in Post UTME and made 238 in JAMB, he could not tell why he was not shortlisted in the merit list. He had applied medicine like always, but this time he got the N10,000 supplementary form and shopped for Zoology after being advised by a friend. “Well, they have forced me to opt for zoology at a time when Zoos are rapidly disappearing from this country. God knows that if that VC doesn't give me admission university education would go to hell!” Ozoemena mused. Written by Ordinary Justice (a.k.a O. Just). Culled from the site: unn-edu.info |
[center]OCTOBER: OUR OCTOBER[/center] At this time in the history of this nation, I want you to pause for a while and think about the situation of things in this country? Are you like many who have questions that are begging for answers? Or, do you belong to the category of quite a number of my friends who have given up on this country? Before you throw in the towel and conclude that the future of this nation has gone bleak, join me as we go through this article. I don’t know the Nigeria you dreamt of fifty one years ago, I don’t even know the picture you created when thousands of black people and indeed, the world gathered to bid her Majesty farewell in the city of Lagos. One fact that cannot be disputed is that our fathers had bigger dreams when the Independent Speech was read on October 1, 1960; a time when the streets of Nigeria and the world stood still at the emergence of this GIANT in the tropics. The truth of the matter is that the previous government, and even the government of the now is far from fitting her legs into this mighty shoe that seem to be swallowing you and I. The point is, as we struggle in the middle of this ocean, even when we don’t know how to swim, we’ve got to spread our hands in a swim-like manner and push on with those strokes. Who knows, we may end up saving ourselves from being drowned. The gospel truth is that the effect of the government is still latent in this part of the world. Many people are still far from feeling her presence in the middle sea battle of theirs. However, we can on our own be a rescue team to these ones. LET ME RELATE A STORY: I met a young man who was at the verge of graduating from a renowned institution in the country. I asked him, “What’ll give you the greatest fulfillment in the next five or ten years?” He smiled and quickly told me that his happiness was that he’s coming out with a good grade. I could not help but congratulated him in advance. I was disappointed when Kingsley (name not real) rolled out his greatest goal. This is the list of what my friend told me: 1) “I’ll take very good care of my parents the moment I get a job. 2) I’ll make sure that my sisters and my brothers have the best of education. 3) Oh, my grandma has really been through a lot! I’ll make sure I provide her with all her needs. 4) And of course, I’ll take good care of myself: build a good house, buy an exotic car and get married to a beautiful and an educated damsel…” On and on Kingsley whetted my appetite. But I was so disappointed when, in his towering list he didn’t say anything about giving back to this latent giant in the tropics. The fact is that an average Nigerian does not think of what to give to the society. What Kingsley was interested about was his immediate family. As far as he was concerned, the man next to him does not come into the picture. An American president would say, “Do not just think about what your country would do for you; think about what you will do for your country.” Stop for a while and let’s ask ourselves, “How much of my time, intellectual, money etc have we commitment toward making this country better?” Someone may say, “Why should I give back to the society that never contributed anything to my person? In the words of Martin Luther King jr., “An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind.” Are you in Diaspora? Please there something we can do to better the land which our children will inherit from us someday. It’s not just about your family, yourself; it is also about the man next to you! Even as those in the corridor of power seemed to have failed us, let’s make Nigeria a home where our children will be proud of!!! As we hope and celebrate in the midst of the uncertainty of tomorrow, relax your nerves with this poem: A WORD TO A SLEEPING GIANT By JUSTICE E. Giant! Potential giant of my time You have made the tropics your abode Abounding in beauty and splendor You smile through hopelessness Latent giant of the tropics I mourn your misfortune. Giant! Potential giant of my time You thrive like a midget in the midst of plenty Making your home unbearable for her own Your ward scatter all over the world Latent giant of the tropics I decry your hostile nature. Giant! Potential giant of my time Your men on uniform have gone haywire Begging with arms and ammunition Armless men are menaced Latent giant get of the tropics Rise up and oppress your oppressors. Giant! Potential giant of my time Insecurity reside within your home Explosion rock the streets The blood of the innocent stain our hands Latent giant of the tropics Wake up with your sword of vengeance. Giant! Potential giant of my time Your politics has maimed many Your political sword slaughter comrades With impunity money is stashed beyond our eyes Latent giant of the tropics Arise and arrest your oppressors. Giant! Potential giant of my time You are five decades and one In abundance you fare like a suckling Hijacking power elections are rigged Latent giant of the tropics When will you defend the labour of past heroes? Giant! Potential giant of my time I see hope in your hopelessness Soaring high like an eagle You shall rise tomorrow from the dust of today Latent giant of the tropics I await your victory parade! HAPPY INDEPENDENCE! http://literaryhome..com/2011/09/october-our-october.html#!/2011/09/october-our-october.html |
At this time in the history of this nation, I want you to pause for a while and think about the situation of things in this country? Are you like many who have questions that are begging for answers? Or, do you belong to the category of quite a number of my friends who have given up on this country? Before you throw in the towel and conclude that the future of this nation has gone bleak, join me as we go through this article. I don’t know the Nigeria you dreamt of fifty one years ago, I don’t even know the picture you created when thousands of black people and indeed, the world gathered to bid her Majesty farewell in the city of Lagos. One fact that cannot be disputed is that our fathers had bigger dreams when the Independent Speech was read on October 1, 1960; a time when the streets of Nigeria and the world stood still at the emergence of this GIANT in the tropics. The truth of the matter is that the previous government, and even the government of the now is far from fitting her legs into this mighty shoe that seem to be swallowing you and I. The point is, as we struggle in the middle of this ocean, even when we don’t know how to swim, we’ve got to spread our hands in a swim-like manner and push on with those strokes. Who knows, we may end up saving ourselves from being drowned. The gospel truth is that the effect of the government is still latent in this part of the world. Many people are still far from feeling her presence in the middle sea battle of theirs. However, we can on our own be a rescue team to these ones. LET ME RELATE A STORY: I met a young man who was at the verge of graduating from a renowned institution in the country. I asked him, “What’ll give you the greatest fulfillment in the next five or ten years?” He smiled and quickly told me that his happiness was that he’s coming out with a good grade. I could not help but congratulated him in advance. I was disappointed when Kingsley (name not real) rolled out his greatest goal. This is the list of what my friend told me: 1) “I’ll take very good care of my parents the moment I get a job. 2) I’ll make sure that my sisters and my brothers have the best of education. 3) Oh, my grandma has really been through a lot! I’ll make sure I provide her with all her needs. 4) And of course, I’ll take good care of myself: build a good house, buy an exotic car and get married to a beautiful and an educated damsel…” On and on Kingsley whetted my appetite. But I was so disappointed when, in his towering list he didn’t say anything about giving back to this latent giant in the tropics. The fact is that an average Nigerian does not think of what to give to the society. What Kingsley was interested about was his immediate family. As far as he was concerned, the man next to him does not come into the picture. An American president would say, “Do not just think about what your country would do for you; think about what you will do for your country.” Stop for a while and let’s ask ourselves, “How much of my time, intellectual, money etc have we commitment toward making this country better?” Someone may say, “Why should I give back to the society that never contributed anything to my person? In the words of Martin Luther King jr., “An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind.” Are you in Diaspora? Please there something we can do to better the land which our children will inherit from us someday. It’s not just about your family, yourself; it is also about the man next to you! Even as those in the corridor of power seemed to have failed us, let’s make Nigeria a home where our children will be proud of!!! As we hope and celebrate in the midst of the uncertainty of tomorrow, relax your nerves with this poem: A WORD TO A SLEEPING GIANT By JUSTICE E. Giant! Potential giant of my time You have made the tropics your abode Abounding in beauty and splendor You smile through hopelessness Latent giant of the tropics I mourn your misfortune. Giant! Potential giant of my time You thrive like a midget in the midst of plenty Making your home unbearable for her own Your ward scatter all over the world Latent giant of the tropics I decry your hostile nature. Giant! Potential giant of my time Your men on uniform have gone haywire Begging with arms and ammunition Armless men are menaced Latent giant get of the tropics Rise up and oppress your oppressors. Giant! Potential giant of my time Insecurity reside within your home Explosion rock the streets The blood of the innocent stain our hands Latent giant of the tropics Wake up with your sword of vengeance. Giant! Potential giant of my time Your politics has maimed many Your political sword slaughter comrades With impunity money is stashed beyond our eyes Latent giant of the tropics Arise and arrest your oppressors. Giant! Potential giant of my time You are five decades and one In abundance you fare like a suckling Hijacking power elections are rigged Latent giant of the tropics When will you defend the labour of past heroes? Giant! Potential giant of my time I see hope in your hopelessness Soaring high like an eagle You shall rise tomorrow from the dust of today Latent giant of the tropics I await your victory parade! http://literaryhome..com/2011/09/october-our-october.html#!/2011/09/october-our-october.html |
A WORD TO A SLEEPING GIANT By JUSTICE E. Giant! Potential giant of my time You have made the tropics your abode Abounding in beauty and splendor You smile through hopelessness Latent giant of the tropics I mourn your misfortune. Giant! Potential giant of my time You thrive like a midget in the midst of plenty Making your home unbearable for her own Your ward scatter all over the world Latent giant of the tropics I decry your hostile nature. Giant! Potential giant of my time Your men on uniform have gone haywire Begging with arms and ammunition Armless men are menaced Latent giant get of the tropics Rise up and oppress your oppressors. Giant! Potential giant of my time Insecurity reside within your home Explosion rock the streets The blood of the innocent stain our hands Latent giant of the tropics Wake up with your sword of vengeance. Giant! Potential giant of my time Your politics has maimed many Your political sword slaughter comrades With impunity money is stashed beyond our eyes Latent giant of the tropics Arise and arrest your oppressors. Giant! Potential giant of my time You are five decades and one In abundance you fare like a suckling Hijacking power elections are rigged Latent giant of the tropics When will you defend the labour of past heroes? Giant! Potential giant of my time I see hope in your hopelessness Soaring high like an eagle You shall rise tomorrow from the dust of today Latent giant of the tropics I await your victory parade! http://literaryhome..com/2011/09/october-our-october.html#!/2011/09/october-our-october.html |