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"content": "Longing for Papa<br /><br /><br />I long for you again, father.<br />I want to hear your voice, slurry as it was<br />in those dying moments. <br />I want to see you again, and watch you smile when I win.<br />I long to listen to you speak, spewing wisdom in jokes and laughter.<br /><br />I hear your voice in my head<br />like the night before you left,<br />like you saying thank you again and again.<br /> <br />If wishes were horse,......",
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"content": "Longing for Papa<br /><br /><br />I long for you again, father.<br />I want to hear your voice, slurry as it was<br />in those dying moments. <br />I want to see you again, and watch you smile when I win.<br />I long to listen to you speak, spewing wisdom in jokes and laughter.<br /><br />I hear your voice in my head<br />like the night before you left,<br />like you saying thank you again and again.<br /> <br />If wishes were horse,......",
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"content": "Longing for Papa\n\n\nI long for you again, father.\nI want to hear your voice, slurry as it was\nin those dying moments. \nI want to see you again, and watch you smile when I win.\nI long to listen to you speak, spewing wisdom in jokes and laughter.\n\nI hear your voice in my head\nlike the night before you left,\nlike you saying thank you again and again.\n \nIf wishes were horse,......",
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"content": "Longing for Papa<br /><br /><br />I long for you again, father.<br />I want to hear your voice, slurry as it was<br />in those dying moments. <br />I want to see you again, and watch you smile when I win.<br />I long to listen to you speak, spewing wisdom in jokes and laughter.<br /><br />I hear your voice in my head<br />like the night before you left,<br />like you saying thank you again and again.<br /> <br />If wishes were horse,......",
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"content": "Longing for Papa\n\n\nI long for you again, father.\nI want to hear your voice, slurry as it was\nin those dying moments. \nI want to see you again, and watch you smile when I win.\nI long to listen to you speak, spewing wisdom in jokes and laughter.\n\nI hear your voice in my head\nlike the night before you left,\nlike you saying thank you again and again.\n \nIf wishes were horse,......",
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"content": "“The expectations of the righteous SHALL NOT be cut short.”<br />(Proverbs 23:18)<br /><br />Happy Sunday Fam!",
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"content": "“The expectations of the righteous SHALL NOT be cut short.”\n(Proverbs 23:18)\n\nHappy Sunday Fam!",
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"content": "When one is prepared, difficulties do not come.",
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"content": "YOU'RE NOT ALONE<br /><br />Many will ask:<br />why you walk into oblivion with eyes wide open?<br />why you refused seeing light amidst darkness?<br />They will tell you: Barthemeus' lamp dimmed<br />but he never slipped in his years of brightness.<br />They will open their backs to show you numerous scars,<br />they will show wells their tears filled.<br />Some will tell you:<br />they are with you in this struggle,<br />that they feel the aches, where it pinches in your shoe<br />that they have worn shoes filled with stinging bees.<br />Believe me. You're not alone.<br />Not because I feel what you experience,<br />not because I've been stinged severally by life.<br />But because, you matter. You're unique.<br />You're beautiful in all your colours.<br />I want you to know<br />no matter how long the night,<br />no matter how long this rain;<br />morning will come with joy<br />& the sun will rise again.",
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"published": "2020-07-12T08:10:34+00:00",
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"content": "YOU'RE NOT ALONE\n\nMany will ask:\nwhy you walk into oblivion with eyes wide open?\nwhy you refused seeing light amidst darkness?\nThey will tell you: Barthemeus' lamp dimmed\nbut he never slipped in his years of brightness.\nThey will open their backs to show you numerous scars,\nthey will show wells their tears filled.\nSome will tell you:\nthey are with you in this struggle,\nthat they feel the aches, where it pinches in your shoe\nthat they have worn shoes filled with stinging bees.\nBelieve me. You're not alone.\nNot because I feel what you experience,\nnot because I've been stinged severally by life.\nBut because, you matter. You're unique.\nYou're beautiful in all your colours.\nI want you to know\nno matter how long the night,\nno matter how long this rain;\nmorning will come with joy\n& the sun will rise again.",
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"content": "People of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and made things happen.<br /><br /><br />~Da Vinci",
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"published": "2020-07-11T07:09:25+00:00",
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"content": "People of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and made things happen.\n\n\n~Da Vinci",
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"content": "\"Sometimes, the truth doesn't set us free; it brings more pain.\"<br /><br />~annonymous ",
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"content": "\"Sometimes, the truth doesn't set us free; it brings more pain.\"\n\n~annonymous ",
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"content": "There was a beautiful rose.<br /><br />Radiating it's fragrance north to south<br /><br />It's beauty shining east to west like the sun.<br /><br />This was the diamond of stones and gold of metals.<br /><br />Its uniqueness in this garden of flowers<br /><br />From the ixora to the lily,<br /><br />It stood out strong and promising<br /><br />For the planter saw her as his golden egg.<br /><br />Watering,manuring and pruning daily<br /><br />It was a thing of treasure<br /><br />Giving pleasure without measure<br /><br />It possessed thorns with its spines like needles<br /><br />The nation thought of its radiating beauty<br /><br />Something all wanted to behold<br /><br />Thorns not stopping them<br /><br />For they were all into it.<br /><br />The planter stopped working<br /><br />The troops of visitors overflowing<br /><br />It's here pale and wrinkled<br /><br />It's admiration is gone and lost<br /><br />To a world who loved its petals<br /><br />Not its spines,for it wounds.<br /><br />But,It wounds to heal<br /><br />This is the irony of the beautiful red rose.<br /><br />",
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"content": "There was a beautiful rose.\n\nRadiating it's fragrance north to south\n\nIt's beauty shining east to west like the sun.\n\nThis was the diamond of stones and gold of metals.\n\nIts uniqueness in this garden of flowers\n\nFrom the ixora to the lily,\n\nIt stood out strong and promising\n\nFor the planter saw her as his golden egg.\n\nWatering,manuring and pruning daily\n\nIt was a thing of treasure\n\nGiving pleasure without measure\n\nIt possessed thorns with its spines like needles\n\nThe nation thought of its radiating beauty\n\nSomething all wanted to behold\n\nThorns not stopping them\n\nFor they were all into it.\n\nThe planter stopped working\n\nThe troops of visitors overflowing\n\nIt's here pale and wrinkled\n\nIt's admiration is gone and lost\n\nTo a world who loved its petals\n\nNot its spines,for it wounds.\n\nBut,It wounds to heal\n\nThis is the irony of the beautiful red rose.\n\n",
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"content": "RETURNING TO OUR ROOTS<br /><br />I was birthed in an era where the young African child is said to be schooled; more interestingly, intelligent when he can speak English well and when he fails to do so, he is regarded a dummy. If a child speaks his indigenous language in school, he is maligned and given a corporal punishment by his teacher. We have taken a credit in English as a criterion for admission into our tertiary institutions and have failed in our responsibility to pass down our native tongue to the generation after us. The African identity wears off daily: from our beautiful traditional attires, the tantalizing nutritious delicacies and indigenous languages to our hard work and way of life. It is a matter of concern and urgency to a generation that is losing almost all the traditional African society holds dear. Our language, the remnant of our uniqueness as Africans strays off our grabs daily and one day may become unredeemable. This piece seeks to bring to our consciousness as Africans the need to return to our roots through internalizing and transiting our native languages to the next generation.<br /><br />Language is a cognitive process involving communication by use of sounds and expression of ideas using conventional symbols. Language surpasses being a means of communication; in fact, it is also a means of unity. It’s a tool that has brought many people together after getting lost and scattered in different places. Whatever language you speak, and wherever you come from, your presence will be warmly felt among the same language speakers like you. This is true especially when you are in the midst of foreigners. One important role language plays is in the expression of identity, the designation of our personality and ancestry. Kicking against a particular language is asserting the people do not exist; consequently, we are driving towards a calamitous state through devolution of our identity.<br /><br />African literature over the years is losing its distinctiveness and may soon go into extinction as the young African is exposed mainly to textbooks and novels that depict the white race and her history. Most African books are written in English and the few that were written in the traditional language have been translated into English, to suit an educational system that glorifies the colonial master. Is it totally the fault of the schools when parents, who believe they pay exorbitantly, complain bitterly about the bad spoken English of their kids? They hardly rush to school when their indigenous language results are poor. But they vow to bring down the school when their kids fail English. Good to say, we now have schools that have drawn plans for some Nigerian languages, especially those obtainable, to be used while conducting the assembly on a particular day. More to this is that, those languages become means of communication throughout that day. Funnily enough, no student is made to face the music when caught speaking the English language. If a question is thrown, if we are actually independent, could we say we are when still colonised in the mind?<br /><br />Ngugi wa Thiong’O says in his essay, Decolonising the Mind: “Thus one of the most humiliating experiences was to be caught speaking Gikũyũ in the vicinity of the school. The culprit was given corporal punishment – three to five strokes of the cane on bare buttocks – or was made to carry a metal plate around the neck with inscriptions such as, \"I am stupid or I am a donkey.” That is the fate of many Africans then and even now. Chinua Achebe also reiterates this through a character called Obierika in the acclaimed novel, Things Fall Apart: “Does the white man understand our custom about land? How can he when he does not even speak our tongue? But he says that our customs are bad, and our own brothers who have taken up his religion also say that our customs are bad. How do you think we can fight when our own brothers have turned against us?”<br /><br />The ‘religion’ in the above excerpt goes beyond the doctrines of a particular religious group; it represents the culture and language of the white. Teachers made some of us ‘witch-hunters’, taught us how to betray our brothers and sisters by writing down their names when we heard them speak our native languages. Success in English is overwhelmingly celebrated in schools while our language and culture cry for existence. Who says the English language is not compulsory? It is. In fact, you are accorded respect when you speak it fluently but you command people’s respect, love, and sponsorship when you speak fluently both the English language and your native language. Sincerely, you become popular with both white and black, you become the most sought after. We are tired of a situation where our generation cannot speak English flawlessly and still battle with their native languages.<br /><br />Maybe reading about Wole Soyinka, Chinua Achebe, Ngugi wa Thiong’O, and other notable writers would help us understand the reason why Africans need to uphold her native language. Also, the adoption of our native language as compulsory in the school curriculum and one of the criteria for academic success would help preserve our heritage not just now but for the generation to come.",
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"published": "2020-07-07T03:02:34+00:00",
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"content": "RETURNING TO OUR ROOTS\n\nI was birthed in an era where the young African child is said to be schooled; more interestingly, intelligent when he can speak English well and when he fails to do so, he is regarded a dummy. If a child speaks his indigenous language in school, he is maligned and given a corporal punishment by his teacher. We have taken a credit in English as a criterion for admission into our tertiary institutions and have failed in our responsibility to pass down our native tongue to the generation after us. The African identity wears off daily: from our beautiful traditional attires, the tantalizing nutritious delicacies and indigenous languages to our hard work and way of life. It is a matter of concern and urgency to a generation that is losing almost all the traditional African society holds dear. Our language, the remnant of our uniqueness as Africans strays off our grabs daily and one day may become unredeemable. This piece seeks to bring to our consciousness as Africans the need to return to our roots through internalizing and transiting our native languages to the next generation.\n\nLanguage is a cognitive process involving communication by use of sounds and expression of ideas using conventional symbols. Language surpasses being a means of communication; in fact, it is also a means of unity. It’s a tool that has brought many people together after getting lost and scattered in different places. Whatever language you speak, and wherever you come from, your presence will be warmly felt among the same language speakers like you. This is true especially when you are in the midst of foreigners. One important role language plays is in the expression of identity, the designation of our personality and ancestry. Kicking against a particular language is asserting the people do not exist; consequently, we are driving towards a calamitous state through devolution of our identity.\n\nAfrican literature over the years is losing its distinctiveness and may soon go into extinction as the young African is exposed mainly to textbooks and novels that depict the white race and her history. Most African books are written in English and the few that were written in the traditional language have been translated into English, to suit an educational system that glorifies the colonial master. Is it totally the fault of the schools when parents, who believe they pay exorbitantly, complain bitterly about the bad spoken English of their kids? They hardly rush to school when their indigenous language results are poor. But they vow to bring down the school when their kids fail English. Good to say, we now have schools that have drawn plans for some Nigerian languages, especially those obtainable, to be used while conducting the assembly on a particular day. More to this is that, those languages become means of communication throughout that day. Funnily enough, no student is made to face the music when caught speaking the English language. If a question is thrown, if we are actually independent, could we say we are when still colonised in the mind?\n\nNgugi wa Thiong’O says in his essay, Decolonising the Mind: “Thus one of the most humiliating experiences was to be caught speaking Gikũyũ in the vicinity of the school. The culprit was given corporal punishment – three to five strokes of the cane on bare buttocks – or was made to carry a metal plate around the neck with inscriptions such as, \"I am stupid or I am a donkey.” That is the fate of many Africans then and even now. Chinua Achebe also reiterates this through a character called Obierika in the acclaimed novel, Things Fall Apart: “Does the white man understand our custom about land? How can he when he does not even speak our tongue? But he says that our customs are bad, and our own brothers who have taken up his religion also say that our customs are bad. How do you think we can fight when our own brothers have turned against us?”\n\nThe ‘religion’ in the above excerpt goes beyond the doctrines of a particular religious group; it represents the culture and language of the white. Teachers made some of us ‘witch-hunters’, taught us how to betray our brothers and sisters by writing down their names when we heard them speak our native languages. Success in English is overwhelmingly celebrated in schools while our language and culture cry for existence. Who says the English language is not compulsory? It is. In fact, you are accorded respect when you speak it fluently but you command people’s respect, love, and sponsorship when you speak fluently both the English language and your native language. Sincerely, you become popular with both white and black, you become the most sought after. We are tired of a situation where our generation cannot speak English flawlessly and still battle with their native languages.\n\nMaybe reading about Wole Soyinka, Chinua Achebe, Ngugi wa Thiong’O, and other notable writers would help us understand the reason why Africans need to uphold her native language. Also, the adoption of our native language as compulsory in the school curriculum and one of the criteria for academic success would help preserve our heritage not just now but for the generation to come.",
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