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ARE YOU A LEARNER?

Every man came into the world with abilities, but abilities remain in disability until there's someone to help discover, direct/channel or mentor them to work. Life existed before your life. Thus, looking at it critically, we'll see that no one man began to do anything spontaneously. Everyone was taught, Everyone was led, Everyone was coached. There exist so many styles of leadership, yet there exist one fascinating approach to leadership, called COACHING. An approach so effective, you'll be doing your dreams(task) from the moment the class(training) commences. An approach so realistic, even animals could not ignore. WHO'S YOUR COACH? Consider the life of a mother hen and her chick, and see there's no faster approach to learning than someone doing the things you want done right before your watchful eyes, urging you to do-as-they-do. The mother hen is practically a coach, forget about what you used to know. She leads her chicks with a coaching approach, pu

The ENCOUNTER

Without a care, I declare, now that everything is getting clear. The same snare that left me everyday with a tear, is now a thing I no longer fear. With my peers then, I everyday myself compare, there's no more pain as difficult as this to bear. With a bottle of beer, everyday my worries I share, they were written all over me, they cling like clothes I wear. I used to cause a stare on every face that passed there, I wished I hid myself, sought various places, but found nowhere. Nobody was dear, it was like everywhere was bare, all I saw around always caused me a scare. Something came up, and it put my life in gear, an encounter so rare, causing me today to cheer. Its something you must hear, get to grab yourself a chair, it so awesomely great, and out of this you must share. At first it might cause a steer, but eventually, with much speed, achievement, and into a newness your life will veer. There's a God, and his thoughts for you are good, and no matter what it is y

The Soweto Story

The Other Side of Soweto'It is a bitiful city, iti isi even moore bitiful pass America sef even yankee sef.' He said in some kind of pidgin English language that even the Queen would have disowned and outrightly classified as Afrikaan, :) Actually it was more of Ibo than English in Language. 'Nwanne I dey tell you na, no dey dull yaself money full everywhere'. I had tried without much success to get to talk to my cousin since he came back from South Africa three days back. On this fateful day I decided that I must see him knowing full well that I didnt have all week. So I decided to be there waiting when he woke. Even that did not work as I waited from five AM till twelve in the afternoon, thereby being unable to go to school that day and attend to my students. It was at this point that I decided to try again later in the evening, though there was no assurance that this would work. This is a guy that everyone knows too well that it’s in the evening that he gets to hang

Where Is Our Brother "Do It Right"? -Family Member

These 3-words put in a sentence, is what the world needs. Clearly now, we can see, what the world breeds. Lost are the days when things were done with fear and utmost courtesy. Tired of asking questions, everyone just does it as they see fit. Tired of due process, everyone now does it, the way it suits them. ...We used to have a brother, his name was "Do it right". He was the first seed of our mother, and in-fact, the only reason she had more. I couldn't comprehend the kind of being he was, "Do it right" was everywhere, he made his presence felt, and endeared his life to many. He influenced as many as he was with, he became us, we became him, and everybody was "Do it right". His life remained a challenge to all, he was more CONCERNED ABOUT THE PROCESS THAN THE PRODUCT. He will never cut corners. He was more CONCERNED ABOUT THE PEOPLE THAN THINGS. He never substitute wrongly, one in place of the other, he was such a concerned friend. He was

GIVE What You WANT!

I struggled so much to see how 2+2 will be equal to NINE. I laboured so much, hoping to see the orange seed grow to produce LIME. I tried hard to work it through, but something always went wrong(maybe right) somewhere along the LINE. I was quick to conclude, "maybe I was planting at the wrong TIME". I worked even harder still, but my mango seed still did not produce a PINE. I ran several experiments, until my farm house became a VINE. In 20yrs older now, and still trying what I couldn't get done at my PRIME. I'm now old and stricken with age, any further planting will hurt my SPINE. I've lived my whole life, running just one test, that for me is not the CRIME. I've spent away precious hours, minutes and seconds, with my empire now turned into a forest over this matter, and that to me, is still very FINE. I'll never conclude I've lived a wasted life, just as long as the morale of my story, you get alone the LINE. As it is with the plant kingd

"Diarrhoea of The Finger"

"You discover a free software/application and you in-turn lose to it vital information of yourself, your friends, your family, your likes, dislikes, even most times, you let out where you are at every point in time. I'm sitting, am standing, receiving lectures, am on the plane, off to the UK, on the beach. In-fact giving out befitting photos to match your claim. Lucky you, this part of the world where we live in is only just getting "blessed" with intelligent criminal minds who'll find a man/woman out wherever they are through the use of information gathered carefully from their moments of carelessness. All in the name of status updates and messages, we let out details the public need not know". -Anonymous Permit me please, if these lines put together sounds like parables to you. There's an urgent need to put a check to what and what not you let loose to the general public (friends you call them), because this little toys given us as dividends of techn

The Year 2012: what a year…

*** So… Like a flickering lamp this year fades away. Like an ebbing flame it flickers into the debris of memories, where it can only be recalled for remembrance but never to be experienced again Like some classic movie being screened at the cinemas, year 2012 has climaxed, as only the production credits rolls off the screen for whoever is interested in its cast and crew *** As the year’s ebbs away, with little less than 24hours before it finally rolls over, I am compelled to look back I am forced to think back and review a year which was incomparable for its shock on our national psyche as well as its turbulence within our shores *** Unlike most years, 2012 stated as a tragedy in our nation On January 1st 2012, President Jonathan somehow decided to remove subsidy on Petrol-even while the 2012 budget was being debated and not yet passed And while most Nigerians travelled all around the country to celebrate the yuletide with families and friends, They were shocked at the irra