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I was never one of the lots that got excited about the thought of finishing school. I love school, I love the routine and the goals I set each semester. I love school a lot and so the idea of transitioning from school to work has never been appealling to me. While my friends would gush over how they couldn’t wait. I always made it clear that I could wait as long as necessary. If only wishes were horses, beggars would ride. Fast forward to this day and I’m done. Yeah, I’m out of school and it feels like I’ve been hit by a cold harmattan breeze of reality. (well, technically I wasn’t hit by surprise, I expected it – like I said, I always knew what was ahead) You see, a lot of people don’t realize this (but I did earlier on) school is like a shelter, it gives you a sense of purpose. The aim; to get to the next level, get good grades, look prim and proper. Even when you’re fending for yourself, it’s still for a purpose. That one direction gets taken away when you’re done. Now there’s an array of opportunities to choose from. Some look really promising and others, the far opposite. This puts you in a state of alarm. Survival mode kicks in, you start thinking of how you want to be the best, there’s the fear that you might end up being mediocre and the fear you might end up worse. That’s why I now believe, you need to expand your horizion of thoughts in school. Learn a skill, start a business, form a social network, all these help you continue after school with a sense of purpose. I don’t know how it happens for others but mine comes occasionally. I just go into this solemn mood, thinking “what’s next? Oh, I need to start making my own money o I should have taken tech seriously, I can cook, maybe I should start an online bukka, I need to be the best in my field to get noticed. I can’t keep depending on my parents, Ah, but I don’t even have any money to start with, Shit, shit, shiiiiit. I need to be earning in dollars, Abi, I should take TikTok seriously This nursing go pay at all? God abeg. I’m not getting any younger.” It’s a lot, and it’s worse when you realize getting anywhere good without connection or money is nearly impossible. All these thoughts throw the mind into a sense of impending doom and next thing the mood goes sour. Reiterating, mine’s occasional. And God bless my ers who are always there to encourage me. I can’t even imagine how much worse it is for some people with almost no one out there. There’s also the non helping factor of the outsiders expecting a lot from you. Asking you for ludicrous things that you can’t even afford yourself. And the weakening sense of wanting to do some things but not having the means. Depression sucks, don’t wallow in it, everyone is dealing with peculiar battles, you’re not alone. If you find your mind wondering to not so good places, fine tune it into good places. You’re in control. Take it a piece after another. Set a goal, achieve. Don’t be scared to put yourself out because of what people might say? Good or bad. You should care only about your growth. Trust in the lord too, with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him and he’ll direct your path. We’ve got this! https://medium.com/@ezinwanyi13/lost-after-graduation-youre-not-alone-b027b293be6e 1 Like |
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Is it weird to wish you could faint, just once? It’s been a childish fantasy of mine for as long as I can . I’ve faked it a few times, hoping to feel something close to the real thing, but I never have, and it sucks. The first time I learnt about fainting and the first aid of action, was on a TV film; OSUOFIA IN LONDON. Osuofia fainted and they rushed to pour him water, waking him up. I didn’t even understand why but I got the message. Because following that time, I experienced other scenarios where people who fainted were sprinkled with water like they do in spiritual deliverances. The question is, “is the remedy to syncope, sprinkling water?” What is syncope? Fainting or sudden temporary loss of consciousness due to inadequate blood flow to the brain. What causes syncope? It could be caused by various factors that reduce blood supply to the brain. They include; Orthostatic hypotension (sudden drop in blood pressure upon standing) Emotional stress, pain Cardiac disorders Certain medications Classical signs of syncope Feeling unsteady and weak Changes in vision Tingling of extremities Loss of consciousness What to do when a person faints. Definitely not sprinkling water. Humans are not plants that can be revived with a splash. The farce of sprinkling water was introduced by people driven by cultural beliefs and misconception. Some of whom believed that; the water would wake up the person by cleansing them from negative energy. It would act as a shock and jolt the person awake. This intervention is not only ineffective but also delays proper care. The right thing to do; In fainting spells, there’s reduced blood supply to the brain. So, as a first aider, your actions should aim towards increasing the blood flow to the brain. How do you do that? Lay the person flat Position them on their backs and elevate their legs. This aids a reversal of blood flow from the lower body to the brain. Aiding consciousness. Also, loosen clothing if it looks stifling Shoo away spectators, to promote good air circulation Keep the person in this position until they regain consciousness. Have you ever experienced syncope? (how does it feel to be God’s favorite?) Here are 3 ways you can prevent an impending fainting spell. Lie down and raise your legs Take deep breaths Drink water Next time you see someone casting out the evil spirit from a person who just fainted. Step in and raise the stakes, elevate those legs! Source https://medium.com/@ezinwanyi13/syncope-what-to-do-when-someone-faints-c9ccbb14441f
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When the devil cannot reach you, he sends a man. Onyebuchi was born to Jeremy and Alice on 1944, July 21st. In Yaba, Lagos. At that time, giving birth to a girl, was as close to as owning a goat. Onyebuchi grew up surrounded by her parents love but once in a while, she saw the flicker of disappointment in her dad’s eye. (A reflection of the social stigma attached to having a girl child). That didn’t stop him from catering to her needs and ensuring they always had food to eat. Jeremy Nwabudinke — Buchi’s dad. Another striking thing about her father was how highly he spoke of the United kingdom. It was the United Kingdom of God, a place so revered that one would have to sell everything he owned to gain access. Only a few got the and oh. How lucky were they? One of the lucky few was a lawyer who had gone there to study and was expected to return in the coming days, sparking celebrations in every home. Onyebuchi longed for her father to take pride in her and vowed to go to the United Kingdom of God to prove to him that she was worth just as much as a male child. Unfortunately, her dad died by the time she turned 9, before she had the chance to prove her worth. His death left her mother a widow, who according to tradition, was to marry the next of kin; his brother. During the mourning period, Buchi and her mother had to go back to their fathers home town; Igbuzor; Delta state. Here she was grateful for; the coconut trees, children to play with and tales by moonlight told by her big mummies. However, all these couldn’t distract her from the hunger pangs she felt digging into her soul at every moment it got. Buchi’s uncle became her new dad at age 9 and if she thought her late dad didn’t give her enough reverence, this new one despised her. She didn’t let that get to her, instead she decided to hold on to the little beam of light in form of a dream. Thankfully, her strong wise mother managed to persuade her new dad to let her get a bit of an education as that will elevate her status in marrying an elite. At 12years old. She was back home, in wait to be married off to the most worthy suitor but Buchi had other plans, plans which still involved going to the United Kingdom of God. She took a scholarship exam to study in a missionary school and ed. Buchi @ missionary school She packed her things and left, living her mum who despised her for being stubborn. But how could she explain to her mum that she saw beyond the grey skies of their home? That she envisioned to be in a far away land with pretty blue skies, color and life. Buchi met Sylvester and fell in love with his dreams. A handsome local boy who also thought he could make it to the United kingdom of God. At 15years, the pressure from home for her to be married off became extreme and this led her to marrying Sylvester. At least she was getting married to the love of her life. Buchi graduated school and found a job as a publicity officer in the American embassy. Where she worked and saved her earnings for their dreams. At this point she was pregnant with their second child. The plan was to gather enough money to send Sylvester out and then follow in due time. This worked and in no time, Sylvester had arrived the kingdom of God. They exchanged letters and everything seemed to be as perfect as she had imagined. At 18years with 2 children. Her dream became fruitious. She was on the deck of the Orion heading to England. 13days later, the children’s nurse on the ship came to her room, shouting excitedly Have you seen it?! Have you seen Liverpool?! She ran out to the deck and her beautiful dreams plummeted a quater. Buchi thought, «if she had been Jesus. She would have ed England by». She finally arrived where to stay and she felt even worse. There before her, was a single room her husband had rented for them and the kids. He explained that getting accommodation was very difficult and more as a black person. This was the reality of the United Kingdom of God. This threw her into a state of depression. She had left her beautiful flat with servants in Lagos. For a single room and a status of a second class citizen. Worse, as a woman. And to call it all, her loving husband wasn’t being considerate to her feelings. She had even given him so much money to afford a better apartment, prior to her coming. But he spent a bulk of it on getting a new suit. Apparently, her priorities wasn’t his anymore. All these didn’t deter Buchi, as she strived to get a job at a Library, where she contributed significantly to the household finances — shouldering most of the burden. Meanwhile, it remained unclear what the love of her life was doing to the family, apart from impregnating her year after year. By 1965, they had five children Months ed and things seemed jolly for their family. The job Buchi had secured seemed to be doing very well and things were beginning to look brighter. However, their happiness was short lived, as their Nigerian landlord sent them packing the next second. Apparently; Nobody wants you to succeed because it will shatter their reality that one could break out of mediocrity. For masses this is a tough pill to swallow. ~Jimmy King During the search of a place to live, Buchi watched helplessly as what little pride her husband had left, evaporated. As much as she could hang on, he couldn’t. Eventually, a new home was found but her husband was gone. He became violent towards Buchi and their children. He blamed her for their loss and made mockery of her hard work. During this trying time, Buchi had to stop working and focus on the children but it only got worse. Sylvester got more violent and berating. Looking for a form of reprieve, Buchi started writing and it happened effortlessly, this was no surprise because she had always longed to be a storyteller. The news of her writing and finding content in herself displeased Sylvester. Who went as far as burning her first manuscript. This was the turning point for Buchi, she had enough. Although Sylvester tried to beg for her forgiveness, regain her trust and started going to a Jehovah’s Witness church. Buchi was done. She packed up with her children and left, but this was the most trying time for Buchi. She had descended to her nadir . As a single black woman with five children, all below 6. The United Kingdom of God was unkind to her. Her best offer was one of the worst imaginable flats in London. She had to accept this because she needed a place to find the lost confidence in herself and build up again. Fortunately, Onyebuchi knew; Nobody is greater than God She went back to school to pursue a degree in sociology and in her 2nd year, she started writing for magazines and newspapers to make earnings and give her children a nearly normal life. Her job enabled her to publish her first novel in 1972, which was a series of articles in the magazine. The New Statesman and with her second book; “SECOND CLASS CITIZEN” her writing career became established. These are the literary works of Buchi Emecheta. In the Ditch (1972), Second-Class Citizen (1974), Gwendolen (1989) and Kehinde (1994) The Bride Price (1976), The Slave Girl (1977), The Joys of Motherhood (1979), Destination Biafra (1982), and Double Yoke (1982) et al. Source: https://medium.com/@ezinwanyi13/the-wrong-man-43d221790b13 |
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I studied electrical engineering and i want to go abroad for study and residence, but before God and Man i no fit read anything that relates to that course, Mba. What course can I do for smooth transition to Tech? |
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Sonyboom:I don't know what you are talking about, so anybody who disrespect a Yoruba elder automatically turns Igbo |
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richie240:Lol, believe whatever, it's a free world. |
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candidtalk:One thing I know about the Igbos is that they don't use money to play, why? The Biafra war left the east penniless, so all you see an Igbo man achieve was from the very bottom, They become very aggressive and fight to the finish, that's survival instinct. You cannot really blame them. Igbo didn't even go to school, you spoke about school initially for the fulanis also, most be became tradesmen. Open a functional seaport in anambra or the port Harcourt onne sea port to be functional and see how they might probably leave Lagos in droves. A tradesman need the ports. An educated Igbo man is more civilized that one who has been trading all his life. These are clear difference, Igbo were never really interested in politics until now. I |
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Superwave16320: I am not Igbo. Why the hate nau |
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candidtalk:you have spoken well, Igbos can be annoying sometimes but it's just instinct for survival not all Igbos are so. There are lovely people to. Hausa are also nice people, but you see Fulani no b ahm at all. You don't just know how this people reason How many times in that your Lagos do Yoruba and Igbos have clashes, it's always Yoruba and Fulani disguising as Hausa. |
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candidtalk: Why are you attacking easterners, what brought them into this discussion ,you are attacking people that were left virtually nothing after the war Btw abia is the only nonsensical state in the east. |
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candidtalk: Lolz wetin carry Igbo people enter this talk now. Igbo this, Igbo that. I am not even Igbo.. You guy would just be attacking Igbo, meanwhile your enemies(Fulani) are having a good day. An Igbo man is more beneficial to a Yoruba man, yet Huna keep ass licking this people. |
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candidtalk: How does it sound if Peter odili or rotimi amaechi of port Harcourt comes out and start claiming all the time, I built rivers state. Do Donald Duke go about shouting I built this and that in Calabar, or didn't you hear of his excellence there. How is Calabar today? What am I trying to say? No single person can build a state continuously. |
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[quote author=BATified2023 post=115223698][/quote] how does the picture relate to the topic now? you just hate easterners, they are not your problem. I am from ss. Abia state is bad, yes name one bad Eastern state again. . Is it all the western states that is developed? Please Stop hating I sincerely do not vibe with tinubu, His ideas on recent interviews on governance is very poor. How would he say exchange rate don't matter, because we receive salaries in naira. Are we a producing country? fashola or osibanjo are better options. 2 Likes |
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Entprys:I heard there were clashes in the past. I have no hate for yorubas 1 Like |
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I really do not understand why tinubu keeps saying that gibberish. 1.Lagos state was once the capital city of Nigeria. Does it mean that if Abuja becomes a state and a bwari man is elected a govornor, he built Abuja? 2.The port which is a major source of commerce is in Lagos. The lesser duty in Lagos has made other esp the warri and onne port less functional. 3.Lagos state is by far the smallest state in Nigeria. Development spreads faster also being one of the congested because of the ports How did tinubu build Lagos? Check pictures of Lagos before tinubu became governor and see that Lagos was already developed.its even in mess now. I am an ijaw guy, I am not hating on the yorubas, I would sincerely love osibanjo or someone like fashola to have won that primaries. Anytime tinubu speaks i sincerely do not see any economics in him. How did tinubu build Lagos ? 14 Likes 4 Shares |
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post=115025086:you are always ing failures. 3 Likes |
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Since oil is our major source of revenue, don't you think it would be wise to allow countries who chose to buy our oil in naira be given a discount like 3-4% only if they are to pay in naira . There buy giving the naira value |
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Jackxcollection:you are a thief and there is no sugar coating |
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IsraelSongz:doesn't take much of a time. Just provide the necessary details. |
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Coming from someone that believes Albert Einstein existed 1689
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obinnazy:please how did it expose them make we take note |
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LIGHTLOVERSGRAM:while we where still in uniport this girl dey stay vannesa suite allu, she was one miss something like that I was 17years old newly itted then and e b like say she b 21/22 then cos she was my senior. this year I dey turn 27. If this girl na 24 make I die. Nengi dey her early 30's Abeg.. Make dem stop all this mumu lies 2 Likes |
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kamez:go find dat your lawyer gf na |
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uthlaw:no go push this to front page. But make I call the, you never can tell. Them too dey feel the heat |
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