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 Education › Re: Nigerian Government Suspends Indigenous Language In Schools, Upholds English by WriterX(m): 11:12am On Nov 13, 2025 |
BlueRayDick:Oh yes I think I understand that part of your argument as well. I support you on that. You are quite correct. But again think of this. Nigerian doesn't have one language, or two or three single standard like these countries do. Its alot. The problem then lies in the diversity of these languages and poor structural and translational resources or tools to help balance the languages as a form or means of communication . Still, i respect your view on this matter. |
| Crime › Re: Meet Wife Of Ozioma Okonkwo Who Falsely Accused Him Of Defiling Their Daughters by WriterX(m): 11:04am On Nov 13, 2025 |
Everyone here keep blaming one gender but forget the main questions Why and what did the people do to investigate and find out whats going on when the matter first greeted them? So thats how a full grown man would have been killed and burnt with tires and they would say what? Always too quick to react always too slow to respond 4 Likes |
| Education › Re: Nigerian Government Suspends Indigenous Language In Schools, Upholds English by WriterX(m): 10:52am On Nov 13, 2025 |
BlueRayDick:You’re right that many Indian students start learning in their local languages at the primary level, but that’s only half the story. India’s educational system is bilingual by design, not purely indigenous but the moment students move beyond the basic level, English Language becomes the dominant medium in science, technology, engineering, medicine, and higher education. Now let me give you some facts at least those don't lie according to the National Education Policy (NEP) 2020 of India, foundational and basic education can be delivered in the mother tongue only up to Grade 5, I think Grade 8 too, after which English becomes compulsory for secondary and tertiary instruction. India’s IITs (Indian Institutes of Technology), AIIMS (All India Institute of Medical Sciences), and NITs (National Institutes of Technology) — the very institutions producing those world-class engineers and IT professionals — all teach entirely in English, not Hindi, Tamil, or Bengali. Meanwhile, Nigeria doesn’t yet have standardized academic materials, dictionaries, or scientific terminology in any indigenous language to match that system. If we were to teach subjects like Computer Programming or Quantum Physics in Hausa or Yoruba tomorrow, we’d spend more time inventing vocabulary than teaching the subject. India has spent over 70 years developing linguistic and translation infrastructure; Nigeria hasn’t even started that process at scale. In case you are wondering why I am interested in this. Firstly I am an English Language Teacher. And secondly my principal is an Indian man and we work with a curriculum that integrates both India and Cambridge's model at my school So I am trying to help reeducate you on this subject, hopefully I get it right. So to add, I work with a department on these curriculums for full integration term by term for various subjects. |
| Literature › Re: I Was Born Again - A P.o.r.e by WriterX(op): 10:42am On Nov 13, 2025 |
Working in the hospital some time ago, thought me the humility of time's passage. Some come in old Some come in young And some come in dead. Life itself humbles us through living, old age gives us an opportunity , whatever you make out of is simply up to you. |
| Literature › I Was Born Again - A P.o.r.e by WriterX(op): 10:37am On Nov 13, 2025 |
I WAS BORN AGAIN FROM THE COLLECTION A PIECE OF REALITY They say only the spirit can be born twice. But I— I am proof that the flesh can too. Not through miracle water, nor prayer, nor choir song… but through age— this long, quiet baptism of wrinkles and remembrance. I was born again the day my knees began to tremble, and my hands could no longer hold a cup without negotiation. I was born again when the mirror stopped showing the woman I once was and started revealing the one I had become. The first time I was born, I came in crying— helpless, hungry, full of potential. Now, in this second birth, I am quiet, often full… but never hungry for the same things. The child reached for toys. The old woman reaches for peace. The child feared the dark. The old woman finds it comforting. Yes… old age is a kind of birth— a return to smallness, a shedding of pride, a surrender to time.” My steps are slower. My laughter softer. Sleep comes in fragments. And names sometimes run away from me before I can catch them. Once, I used to rush life— Now, I watch it. Once, I was the hand that built. Now, I am the eye that understands. People think the old grow weaker. But perhaps we only grow lighter— losing the unnecessary weight of pretending to be strong.” I no longer fight to be heard in every conversation. I listen. I study. I watch the young rush toward the same walls I once broke my bones on. And sometimes, I warn them. Sometimes, I simply let them learn. It is strange— to be alive and yet so near the door that leads beyond. Strange, but not frightening. Death, I’ve learned, is not an enemy. It’s just the midwife of this second birth.” I remember my first childhood— how I wanted to be older, faster, freer. Now, I smile at the irony. The young crave the speed of time. The old crave its pause. But in this stillness, I have found something rare— meaning. Not in what I can do, but in what I can be: a keeper of memory, a mirror for reflection, a quiet voice in the storm saying— “Slow down. You will get here soon enough.” So, I thank this old body— this faithful, failing companion. I thank my gray hairs for teaching humility. My trembling hands for teaching gentleness. My forgotten words for teaching silence. And my nearing end for teaching gratitude. I was born again, yes— not into a new world, but into a clearer one.” I have learned that beginnings are not always loud. Sometimes, they come as whispers. As a breath in the night. As an old woman smiling at her reflection and saying— “I was born again. And this time, I remember why.”
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| Education › Re: Nigerian Government Suspends Indigenous Language In Schools, Upholds English by WriterX(m): 10:27am On Nov 13, 2025 |
BlueRayDick:I dont understand your arguement, typo error? Please check and rewrite lets talk |
| Politics › Re: US Congressman Says Trump May Adopt Sanctions Than Military Action In Nigeria by WriterX(m): 10:26am On Nov 13, 2025 |
I dont know why we dont understand this. He just gave us a hint. Read through, the USA knows who are sponsoring these people. All monies been realized are sent offshore. The money trail is not hidden. They apply pressure to these set of individuals and these terrorists will either stop or die from funding starvation and just disband into smaller rival units. Terrorism is a cash cow. Target the sponsors and their cash trail does alot of damage to the business |
| Education › Re: Nigerian Government Suspends Indigenous Language In Schools, Upholds English by WriterX(m): 10:11am On Nov 13, 2025 |
BlueRayDick:It is not flawed. I understand the point about countries like China, India, and those in Europe using their native languages for instruction, but that comparison doesn’t fit Nigeria’s situation. Those countries each have a single dominant national language—like Mandarin, Japanese, or French—while Nigeria has over 500 distinct languages and no universally accepted one that can serve as a neutral medium of instruction. Choosing just one would immediately create inequality and deepen ethnic divides. Beyond that, languages like Chinese or Hindi have long-established written standards, rich vocabularies, and well-developed scientific and technical terms built through centuries of national investment. Most Nigerian languages simply don’t have that level of linguistic infrastructure yet, so translating complex subjects like physics, medicine, or computer science into them would be nearly impossible at this stage. Even in India, where local languages are widely used, English remains a co-official language and is still the main medium in higher education, science, technology, and international business. In fact, much of India’s global success in areas like IT and medicine is because of its strong foundation in English. English gives Nigerian students access to global research, education, and employment opportunities. Abandoning it now would only isolate our graduates from the international stage. The smarter and more realistic path is a bilingual approach—teaching early education in local languages for better comprehension, while maintaining English as the language of science, technology, and global communication. In truth, countries like China and India don’t succeed because they reject English; they succeed because they’ve built strong national languages and still value English as a bridge to the rest of the world. Until Nigeria develops that kind of linguistic foundation, English remains our most practical and unifying medium of instruction. 9 Likes 1 Share |
| Literature › Re: THE KLEPTOMANIA OF LAGOS - A FAST PACED MUST READ FOR ALL STORY LOVERS - CMPLTE by WriterX(op): 11:03pm On Nov 12, 2025 |
ghettochild:Lol  I think it is better to imagine what her future husband has in store for her than outrightly telling the audience. You get to decide how you want it to end. Hope you enjoyed it though. |
| Politics › Re: Foreign Bait Feeds Africa’s Coup Contagion by WriterX(m): 10:58pm On Nov 12, 2025 |
SixSeven:Read every bit of this. Super insightful. Thank you 2 Likes |
| Politics › Re: It's an honour to serve in the Military, respect the Uniform - Defence HQs by WriterX(m): 9:34am On Nov 12, 2025 |
This is going to be a sensitive matter, so far so good i can assume the army backs their boy, PBAT is threading on sensitive issue here. This has become a military versus civilian affair. Whatever PBAT decides will go a long way to determine alot. Dont forget there has been an alleged coup already. The likely action will be YERIMA to punished by the military itself and wike to be cautioned. In other words tell military to deal with their own and I, will deal with my own. Everyone is happy. Both Officer and Minister were wrong in approach. Lets be truthful. |
| Foreign Affairs › Re: Tiktok Influencer Killed In Public ‘Execution’ As Mali’s Jihadist Crisis Worsens by WriterX(m): 6:51am On Nov 12, 2025 |
bewisemasses:Honestly this came to mind like what are Africa bodies doing, what are they coming together to talk about exactly? It beats me every time! 1 Like |
| Literature › Worker Man, Where Is Your Rest? A. P. O. R. E by WriterX(op): 4:00pm On Nov 10, 2025 |
WORKER MAN, WHERE IS YOUR REST? FROM THE COLLECTION A PIECE OF REALITY They called him many names. Hustler. Provider. Iron Man. But the name he loved most was the one he gave himself: “Worker Man.” He wore it like a crown. Eight jobs. Four shifts. Two hours of sleep — on a good week. From office desk to farm ridges, from roadside shop to night guard duty… He was everywhere except where he truly mattered. He said it proudly: “Rest is for the lazy.” And the people clapped, because the world loves a man who destroys himself efficiently. THE GOSPEL OF WORKER MAN Worker Man believed in only one commandment: “Thou shalt not stop.” He worked when sick. He worked when bleeding. He worked when his wife begged him to stay home for once. He worked when his children whispered, “Daddy, will you come to my event?” He worked when his neighbour told him, “Let someone else help you,” and he answered with irritation: “Why pay ₦200 when I can do it myself?” He patched his own roof. Did his own plumbing. Mechanic. Carpenter. Electrician. Shoe mender. If there was a task that cost money, Worker Man learned the trade overnight. All because he believed the greatest sin in life… was to spend. THE MAN WHO FEARED STILLNESS On the rare morning he stayed home for five minutes, his body began to itch. Not physically — spiritually. Anxiety crawled through him like tiny ants. He paced the floor. He rearranged tools. He washed things already clean. He muttered to himself: “People who sit down… die early.” And then he rushed out, relieved, like a man escaping prison. THE COST NOBODY SAW And yes—he provided. Paid fees. Paid bills. Stamped his existence on receipts, invoices, and transfers. But his family? They paid a different price. Conversations replaced by silence. Laughter replaced by waiting. Touch replaced by distance. Presence replaced by excuses. He forgot birthdays, anniversaries, school plays. He forgot his wife’s favorite meal. He forgot himself. But he remembered profit margins every week. TODAY, WORKER MAN RESTS The hall is full today. Everyone came. Not for him — but for tradition. His eight bosses sent representatives. His church sent the choir. His neighbours brought plastic chairs. Even the mechanic shop closed for an hour. Worker Man lies in the coffin wearing the suit he never had time to wear in life. His hands — the same hands that carried half the city — now silent, folded, defeated. And the only question floating in the room is one he never allowed himself to hear: “Worker Man… where is your rest now?” THE TRUTH NOBODY IS SAYING ALOUD After today, the world will rotate. Life will continue. Shops will open. People will laugh again. Those he worked for will replace him before dusk. Those he served will forget his face within weeks. Those he tried to impress will not attend the 40-day remembrance. His family will remain with memories… not of a wicked man, but of a man who gave them everything except himself. And his money? Distributed. Spent. Vanished. All that noise, all that labour, all that running — now as quiet as dust.” WHAT WORKER MAN TAUGHT WITHOUT MEANING TO His life became a caution wrapped in tragedy: Health is wealth. Rest is responsibility. Balance is survival.” But Worker Man never listened. He chased coins like they were oxygen. He served work like a jealous god. He sacrificed everything on the altar of survival until survival swallowed him whole. THE FINAL LESSON As they lower him into the ground, someone whispers: “He worked himself to death.” But the truth is far sharper: “He feared rest more than death — and that fear carried him here.” Worker Man lived with hands full and heart empty. Now he lies with hands empty and truth full. A man who had too many jobs… and not enough life. And the earth, patient and unbiased, closes over him and asks one last time: “Worker Man… where is your rest?” |
| Literature › Re: How To Write Captivating African Folktales That Keep Viewers Hooked by WriterX(m): 3:58pm On Nov 10, 2025*. Modified: 4:19pm On Nov 10, 2025 |
amechispeaks:Could we work together. I am a writer and a ai prompt expert, thinking of a collaboration for now. I dont mind working for free, i want to learn and contribute before I start off or we could agree on something later. I also do editing to an extent. Could you give me a shout out on my whatsap. I have tried reaching yours. Cant seem to get it on whatsap. 090 391 50 492 |
| Family › Re: Man Shares Touching Story Of A Man's Reaction To His Mom's Demise At A Hospital by WriterX(m): 7:30am On Nov 09, 2025 |
chatinent:Guy calm down, I did administrative job at a private hospital for close to a year, this bill is a small one. I have signed and seen people pay bills that leaves me asking how come? Ward preference (accommodation type) Blood pints Oxygen Injections Specific Medical procedures Every day goes up by the number so does the cost. Common accident Person don pay 6.5 million for less than four days before so calm down. He may be telling the truth |
| Politics › Re: #AnambraDecides2025: Suspected Underage Voters Spotted On Queues (Pictures) by WriterX(m): 9:57pm On Nov 08, 2025 |
Tomorrow when those kids are out of school due to bad government decisions, poor salary structure, bad roads, no funding for education and so many things influenced by the government. They will wonder what happened? I also.hope. someone shares malt and gala for them when they start going around with placards to protest bad governance and cry their ignorance out. 2 Likes |
| Politics › Re: Subtle Vote Buying Allegations Trail Anambra Election by WriterX(m): 9:52pm On Nov 08, 2025 |
They paid you today for your four years tomorrow.just remember to use that money for the next four years very well. I laugh in latin-asia. |
| Politics › Re: If The U.S. Invades Nigeria, Our Mosquitoes Will Give Your Soldiers Malaria! VID by WriterX(m): 9:47pm On Nov 08, 2025 |
Soldiers are taught how to survive terrains and various conditions not suitable or different to what they are accustomed. Besides they dont even have to step a foot on Nigeria soil 2 Likes |
| Literature › Re: MISSING - A Christmas Mystery by writerx by WriterX(op): 9:55am On Nov 07, 2025 |
There will be a change coming soon |
| Literature › The Coward Ran - A Piece Of Reality by WriterX(op): 8:26pm On Nov 06, 2025 |
THE COWARD RAN They said it with disgust. With pride. With the righteousness of people who have never actually faced death: “The coward ran.” To them, it was a final judgment. A stamp. A stain on a man’s name forever. But the truth—quiet, inconvenient, and sharp—told a different story. WHAT THEY DIDN’T SAY They didn’t say how the battle was unnecessary, a foolish clash born from ego and pressure. They didn’t say how the brave ones ran forward only because they feared mockery more than danger. They didn’t say how half the men shouting insults had once run too—only theirs was hidden under excuses and decorated with lies. No. They needed a villain, and the coward was convenient. He ran. And that was enough for them to feel superior.” WHAT THEY FAILED TO UNDERSTAND The coward did not just run. He calculated. He assessed. He chose himself.” While others rushed into the flames for reputation or pride, he stepped back—not out of weakness, but out of clarity. He understood something the crowd refused to admit: “Dignity cannot resurrect a dead man.” While they worshipped the idea of dying honorably, he cherished the reality of living intelligently. In a world where foolish bravery is celebrated, the coward performed the rarest act: He valued his life over applause.” THE HYPOCRISY OF THE CROWD Strangely, as they mocked him, their voices trembled. Their laughter was shaky. Their insults were too loud, as if they were trying to convince themselves. Because deep down, every single one of them felt the sting of truth: They would have run too—if only they were honest enough to admit it.” The coward simply did what they secretly wished they had the courage to do. A DIFFERENT KIND OF BRAVERY History is full of men who died trying to prove something to people who never cared. But the coward? He refused to be another name on that list. He refused to be a martyr for pride. He refused to be a hero for spectators. He refused to gamble his life for the entertainment of others. He chose survival over spectacle.” And for that—ironically—he showed more wisdom than all the “brave” men who mocked him. THE TRUTH BEHIND THE RUNNING The coward understood a simple, brutal philosophy: “Life is not a stage for public approval. Life is a responsibility.” So he ran. And because he ran, he lived. And because he lived, he will rise again—stronger, wiser, and unashamed. The crowd can argue. The critics can bark. The village can murmur. But the story will always remain: The coward ran… and that is why he is still here. The brave stayed… and that is why many of them are not.” |
| Literature › If You Dare To Dream - A Piece Of Reality by WriterX(op): 8:15pm On Nov 06, 2025 |
IF YOU DARE TO DREAM (A YOUNG MAN AND HIS DREAMS) Tonight, as the young man lay with tired bones and a crowded mind, something sat beside him—quietly, like a gentle visitor. A soft voice said: “So… you want to dream?” The young man jolted. “Who are you?” The voice chuckled. “I am the dream. Your dream. Or… perhaps I’m only visiting. It depends.” “Depends on what?” he asked, confused. The dream leaned closer, as though inspecting him. “On whether you are worthy of me.” The young man swallowed. “I… I think I am.” “Think?” the dream interrupted sharply. “Many think. Few hold on. I am like a bride searching for a suitor—strong enough to carry me, faithful enough to keep me, stubborn enough to fight for me.” The dream circled him slowly, questioning: “Will you still want me when you fail the first time?” “Will you hold me when people laugh at you?” “Will you defend me when your family calls me foolish?” “Will you stay with me when hunger knocks and shame follows?” The young man lowered his head. The dream sighed—a long, disappointed sound. “You see… everyone wants to dream until the cost appears. They want the glory, not the grind. They want the crown, not the wounds.” The dream stood tall now, brighter, louder: “Listen well— I am not easy. I am not soft. I am not cheap.” A sudden tenderness filled its tone. “But if you hold me… if you truly hold me… I will change your life.” The young man finally looked up. “What must I do?” The dream’s voice became deep, almost ancient: “You must be willing to be tired. You must be willing to be lonely. You must be willing to be misunderstood. You must be willing to start again and again and again.” The dream touched his chest. “I don’t belong to one person. I roam. I search. I choose.” The young man whispered, “Why choose me, then?” “I haven’t.” He froze. The dream smiled softly. “I am only asking: If I choose you… will you choose me back? Because many people accept me in excitement, but abandon me in difficulty.” It grew fainter now, preparing to leave. “If you dare to dream, then dare to endure. If you dare to hope, then dare to work. If you dare to start, then dare to stay. And if you dare to carry me… I will dare to lift you.” The young man reached out desperately. “Wait! Don’t leave.” The dream paused at the door of his soul. “Then answer me one last thing…” A heavy silence. “Will you love me even when I hurt you?” The young man breathed deeply, gathered courage, and said— “Yes.” The dream smiled. “Then I will stay.” And the night grew brighter than morning.
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| Celebrities › Re: Burna Boy Speaks On Conversion To Islam, Admits Spiritual Confusion by WriterX(m): 8:49am On Nov 04, 2025 |
Religion is a medium to spirituality. Our self consciousness has warped the ideal of religion so bad that the end goal is now self rather than spirit. If man must worship truly he must take himself out of religion and be the religion instead. |
| Foreign Affairs › Re: King Charles Strips His Brother Andrew Of ‘Prince’ Title, Mansion by WriterX(m): 10:58pm On Oct 31, 2025 |
Imindmybusiness:Thats where you are wrong..taking a royal to court is worse off than been stripped in this case. They wont be taking him to the court if he wasnt stripped They would be taking the royal family to court! Nice tactical decision if you ask me. Save all sacrifice one. |
| Family › Re: If You Have A Story To Tell About These....you Are A Living Legend by WriterX(m): 9:21pm On Oct 31, 2025 |
Living legend? Not necessarily this games exist within a 45 year span going back to the present time Meaning anyone within that timeline could have played any of this 3 Likes |
| Literature › Re: MISSING - A Christmas Mystery by writerx by WriterX(op): 6:01pm On Oct 31, 2025*. Modified: 4:17pm On Nov 07, 2025 |
CONCEPT ART FOR MISSING THE CHRISTMAS SPECIAL
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U better come n finish this story oooo