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Wow! I never knew Christians were this important in Nigeria. What we hear all this years was how Muslims were 80% of Nigerian population.

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DICKtator:

Wooooooow!!
Do you really understand the meaning of what you typed?

Wooooooooooow!!!!!!
I hope you do cos that was so deep!!!!!!!
If you analyse your statement!!!!
So poignant!!!!!
I mean it couldn't have been said better!!!!

'cheap things in Naija are costly'=in other words sub-standard products are responsible for the costly human and material damages in Naija

We the people of Obigbo have requested severally to be returned to the mother South East where we rightly belong but they won't listen.

Neglected simply for being an area for those still officially classified as Igbo in a faceless state. Obigbo will fare better in Abia state where they rightly belong.

This poll has some level of plausibility. I'm not at all surprised with BRF's national favorability. He was equally favored in the East until the "deportation" saga which i know will gradually dissipate. Pairing him with GMB would tarnish the exciting image he's built for himself. He can win Buhari head to head in a presidential election because he is powerful on his own right!

Sloan: Ibos are insular, short-sighted and narrow minded people who will cut off their nose to spite their own face, thinking it changes the outcome of the 1967 - 1970 war they lost - it changes nothing really. The MB and SS and Imolites are more rational and open to new ideas and people, perhaps less tribalistic as the excluded ibo areas who are either too tribalistic or too poor to look up from their grinding poverty (Anambra - Ebonyi).

It is only miserable souls like you that'll keep dreaming that your win-the-war temporary priviledge is infinite. I pity you, for it is delusions of this nature that can sedate you away from the enviable string of successes of Ndigbo since 1970.

The Gwaris and by extension their Hausa-Fulani overlords are lucky. Indeed, very lucky. At the end of the day, Abuja and the 100% oil proceeds used to develop her becomes their inheritance. Don't be fooled, it's not gonna be an exception. But right now, enjoy it.

Klinee:
@viviebabe, everything u posted there is 100% correct. I never doubt our biligual. We speak igala and igbo languages but mainly igala. My concern is vigorous extintion of our igala language,the reason why its dying away and also the solution to revive it back. My father is one of biafra soldiers. He told that Nzam is a base of biafran army controlling niger region of biafra. He also tell us that due to inability of nigeria soldier to takeover Nzam(with several failed attempt)and also hunger and famine all over Igboland leads to influx of many igbos into Nzam pending the duration of the civil war. My concern is the possibility of our igala language dying away. Becos that is our heritage and we need to preserve the language forever.

Thanks bro. But your response is still very hazy. You accepted the bolded accounts of the Ex Biafran soldier as “100 percent correct” which interpretes that Igbos are aboriginal to Nzam.

But again, on the other hand, when you refered to the war and said “….hunger and femine all over Igbo land led to influx of Igbos in to Nzam”, it gave the impression to novices like me that Nzam was aboriginally Igala. Whatever my understanding is, the opinion I want to get from you was whether you believe Nzam was aboriginally Igbo or Igala or the both?

How come the current Nzam monarch is Igbo, even though I read somewhere of how one Igala “General Ajida” invaded Nzam? How did this invasion end up with the town having an Igbo ruling family? He who conquers rules, isn't it my brother?

I'm following this intense discussion with great admiration. I thank the OP for bringing up this community in the social media. I have since been scouting for more information on Nzam community, but am a little confused because i found out that this community has an Igbo monarch as well.
Then i stumbled on an article written many years ago by a soldier who was stationed there during the civil war. His observations about Nzam was also quite illuminating.

Please, I will like the OP to shade more light on the bolded parts of the article for my knowledge enrichment. Is Nzam Igbo or Igala or both?READ THE ARTICLE BELOW:

A FISH CALLED BIAFRA

Biafra was not death and sorrow all the time. In the mist of all the uncertainties, there was ‘normal' life going on. After my Red Cross assignment at Iyienu hospital Ogidi, I came back to Achi for a one-week break before undertaking my second assignment, this time I was posted to Nzam.

Nzam is a unique Igbo town. Unique is so many ways. For instance they are a bilingual people. I do not know about these days, but during the hostilities when I was there I discovered that every Nzam person apart from speaking Igbo as their mother tongue, also spoke Igala, the language of the ethnic Igalas bordering Igboland in the North. This may have to do with the movement and settlement of people from that area hundreds of years ago, as it is believed that some other Igbo communities along the Niger, in Asaba and Onitsha, may have migrated from Igala.

In the past Niger River was the main trading route between communities along its coast, it also facilitated migration and settlement. It may not be impossible therefore that the Nzam people or a part of them migrated from Igala. But the more common explanation by the people of Nzam regarding their bilingualism was that Nzam mastered Igala language as a trade strategy. Nzam was an important trade post during the boom days of the Niger River trade route. Being located upper north, it was one of the first large Igbo communities the Igala traders arrive in. Through such regular contacts, they learnt their language. When other Igbo traders come in from the hinterland, the Nzam trader becomes the go between, the middlemen. Because of his mastery of both languages the Nzam people were able to make good bargains to their advantage.

Nzam is also rich agriculturally. They have a very rich soil that is watered and at the same time fertilized by the yearly flooding ‘Iji' of the river Niger. Their yams are one of the earliest to be harvested. When I was there it was quite interesting to see partially submerged yam farms. It was also interesting to watch farmers harvest their yams. Anyone who knows about yam farming must agree that it is a tough job, and this includes the harvesting process. It takes a careful digging to successfully get a yam tuber safely dug up. But for the Nzam yam farmer, they practically pull large yam tubers off the soil with ease, sometimes using a canoe, as the farms are often partially submerged.




The uniqueness of Nzam and its environ will be incomplete without mentioning mosquitoes and sand flies. These two were my nightmare apart from the raging war. By daytime the sand flies take over. These tiny, and almost invisible flies can really be big menace. Their stinging multiple bites sends irritating sensation all over your body, and they attack in droves making you slap yourself all over. But wait until the night comes, when their big brother, the mosquito takes over. The Nzam mosquito is a rare breed. I guess it has a tiny sword for proboscis, if not how came it could pierce through army fatigue uniform to reach the skin. Well, it is often said that you can never have it all, this must be the reason Nzam is rich agriculturally.

Another aspect of Nzam and the one I enjoyed most in those days was the river Niger and the abundant fishes therein. Having grown up in dry hilly hinterland of Enugu, the rivers I knew were spring waters, shallow streams, brooks, and water ponds. To suddenly be in a place almost surrounded by a massive body of water was extremely exciting. Luckily near my boarding school before the war in Umunze, there was this stream called ‘Unyo'. We were mandated to fetch water from the stream every morning, ahh! How I hated being woken up as early as 6am by hostile sound of the bell and driven off my bed half awake. The awful sound of many swinging metal buckets could be heard as the boys rush to the stream. Anyway I learnt to swim, thanks to ‘Unyo'. I love swimming and I swam everyday throughout my stay in Nzam, but so does everyone I guess, for I cannot imagine how someone can stay in that area without dipping oneself into River Niger.

Yes the fishes, how can I forget the delicious fresh water fishes from the river. We ate fish on a daily bases, both fresh and dried ones. In Nzam those days, soups are made with so much fish in it that you hardly see the rue. For each bolus of pounded yam, a magnanimous piece of fish to go down with. Such was the case in Nzam. And the war raged on.

Like I mentioned earlier, the yearly flooding of the River Niger enriches the lands along the banks of Anambara River, all the way down to its confluence where it joined the River Niger. All the towns along the river, towns like Otu Ukpo, Orometiti, Mmiatta, Ode. Odekpe, Nzam and others enjoy a yearly soil enrichment which guaranteed good farm harvest, and a constant supply of fresh fish.

I was once privileged to observe a fish harvest. Before this time I never heard anything about fish

farming, and I am not sure it has been introduced anywhere in the then Eastern Nigeria

before the civil war. Even if it had been, it was still uncommon. But the people of Nzam and its

surrounding did not need anyone to teach them fish farming, for their forefathers have been practicing that from day one and albeit in the most natural way. Traditional fish farming in Nzam and its surrounding goes like this; Keeping in mind that the ‘Iji', the yearly flooding, takes place during the rainy season, they have studied its pattern, they know the right spots to dig a trough to hold up a reasonable amount of water. The Iji when it comes, brings in a large variety of fishes that get trapped in the trough after it had receded. Tree branches and leaves are then cut and dumped in the through now turned pond, to make it as inhabitable as possible for the fishes. On a daily bases remains of food and other biological refuse are dumped in the pond, for instance cassava and yam peelings. These become a source of food for the fishes. Thus the fishes are fed fat before they are harvested. The harvesting takes place during the later part of dry season, say around mid January. It was one of such harvesting I witnessed during the civil war in a village in Nzam. This was a pond owned by a family I got to know at that time. They invited me to join in the fish harvest; they also invited other friends as it is customary in Igboland. By the time I arrived at the pond, young men in two canoes were already clearing the pond by removing the tree branches, trunks, and other foliage put in there to provide shelter for the fishes. Soon after, the actual harvest started. The harvest team armed with a long fishing net swept the entire pond from end to end, and from the final outlet, they scooped out the largest quantity of fish I saw for the first time in my life. That was extremely exciting for me being a hinterland person. The variety of fishes from that pond, was another thing that struck me apart from the quantity, it was simply amazing.

After pulling the fishes out, I was told that every one is now free to try their luck if they can find some take-home fishes from the pond. One of the sons of the owner of the pond opted to fish on my behalf, and you cannot imagine what sizes and quantity of fish I went back to the camp with that day. At the time the men were busy getting the fishes, by the right end of the pond the women were busy setting up a makeshift kitchen and a massive drying ramp, and when the fishes were all brought out of the water, the fire of the drying ramp was ready, and the fishes were carried by the women and set on a long row of dying ramp under the heat of the burning coke. Everywhere smelt fish. The evening came to an end after a delicious feast of pounded yam and fish studded yummy Nsala soup, washed down with some of the best ‘Ayigo' – raffia palm-wine. I came home to the camp that day feeling real good, and I slept so deep that I for once didn't bother about the sword mouthed mosquitoes of Nzam. And still the war ragged on.

The next day was a Sunday, you know the saying ‘Lazy like a Sunday morning' or was it a song title? Well, that was how I felt, and did I sleep long and tight? Then suddenly there was some commotion outside, and one thing you learn in a war situation is not to take anything for granted. Whenever you look outside and many people are moving, looking, acting, or talking in a particular manner you have to quickly get out to know what is amiss. It could be an air raid for instance. And this what is called being vigilant. Well, I quickly went out to find out what was going on, and what I found was one big mystery. Some people were digging a toilet pit behind the building, in the process they dug up a life fish from about six feet under the earth. How could that be possible? I was saying something like, no way, this must be a joke. A crowed gathered to observe this miracle. The poor fish was breathing slowly with the eyes still closed. In all the excitement, I suddenly observed that the Nzam indigenes in the crowd were simply having a big laugh out of the whole thing. One of them observed that this is a common thing. It was from him I learnt that this particular specie of mudskipper could survive extreme draught for years, and under the most difficult condition. It goes into an inactive mode until the condition becomes conducive. Years later after the war ended I was reminiscing on my wartime experiences, and the thoughts about this fish crossed my mind. And I found myself saying ‘this is what survival is all about, and Biafra was all about survival, a war of survival of a people, the Igbo people. Then I said to myself, ‘Biafra was that fish, and the fish Biafra, and I further mused ‘A Fish Called Biafra.

Ikechukwu Ude-Chime

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http://www.nigeriavillagesquare.com/articles/a-fish-called-biafra.html

Don't see anything special about her kitchen. Not even beffing of TuFace status at all. Again, she looks like a village "Mgbeke".
In short, she didn't connect in any way biko.

beeboy09: 1. India has 24/7 power. Nigeria doesn't.
2. India has the best railway network in the world. Nigeria doesn't have rail.
3. India produces large sums of Gold. Nigeria extremely little.
4. India produces it's cars, aircrafts and ships. Nigeria doesn't.
5. India has one of the best and most affordable tertiary education in the world. Nigeria doesn't.
6. Eggs are sold for about #4 in India. How much is it in Nigeria.
7. 60% of Indian GDP is from agriculture which can never run out. Nigeria relies on oil: it will run out.

May I continue? I know why those students are there cos I was there cos I also schooled there through to my PhD. So keep quiet. India is not a 3rd world country because of what you see on CNN and Discovery Channel. Its a 3rd world country only because of their population and nothing else.

Abegi go siddon for dorty!

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spyder880: Ceiling noggins, etc.

Nice job, Bros. keep doing your best.

Onuokwu: Yes, its coming out well. I hope that water doesnt spoil things again

Well, IMO, the over-riding thing here is that Oga Spyder stood a beautiful bungalow on the land. Kudos to him. It remains for the owner to fence off the other wahallas.

spyder880: Almost done, now we can move to the master bedroom bathrooms. .......

The tiles on the staircase are very georgeous, but was thinking if the chosen color was right for a staircase meant for multi dwellers. Stains would easily be visible?

spyder880: Some sides of the foundation will be cast as high as 300mm thick, we must cover the pegs shown below.

Good job Bros. Spyder. Everything here looks very solid. Please what is the depth of this foundation?

firstkyn: Why most girls don't have a boyfriend
1. He is not my type
2. He doesn't have pink lips
3. He is not rich
See you soon in Prayer City dear
....drop urs too

It depends on the country and the culture. But i think number 3 captures the mentality of most Nigerian girls of today.

Clonus: What's wrong with that?

There is everything wrong with that. Google was only showing the chaos that is Nigeria and the mediocre that is the development at 54.
Should that be the best symbol to depict your country at 54 years? NO

spyder880: Although the ground water level is still high

I didn't know that the buildings are in one place oh! Please encourage and calm the owner down. These things will be over as soon as it's dry season. That I am very sure.
I must also praise you for a very beautiful roofing job on a beautiful house.

spyder880: This is Amorji Nike, we can rent this for N100k

Amorji really? Looking back at how cheap we bought our land then at Amorji, and the rents now, it is very encouraging.
Thanks

spyder880: It flows very close to the house during rainfalls.

My brother, in as much as you don’t have this water inside the compound and the flowing water is only outside the building on one side, not touching the walls, so it seems, I advice you ignore it. Leave it for another one more month for the dry season to set in. Then erect a long dwarf reinforced barrier on that one side, shikena. There is a similar situation around my area now. The good news here is that no changes in the cracks. Stay strong brother.

Bros, when are we going to see the latest updates here?

Please, in what part of Enugu is this project, and at what rate can it be rented if the owner puts it on the market?

Please, what is the current situation in this project? I know the cracks issue is different from the remodelling. Is it fnished, if not what is holding it?
It remains my best project here.

It is looking good my brother.