"Everything happen for a reason" I never chop today, wenti come be the reason ...?

You be first class in mass communication yet your relationship failed due to lack of communication, na wa ooo

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I used to shrink to make others comfortable.
Not anymore.
Let this be your sign to stop apologizing for:
Your power
Your purpose
Your presence

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How the service de go

I most make Amin this life

My father never believed I could amount to anything. Not because I was lazy or stubborn. But because I wasn’t Clement.

Clement; my elder brother was the first son, the pride of the family. He had the brain of ten boys. The kind of child that neighbors used as an example when scolding theirs.

When he passed WAEC with flying colors, we celebrated like it was a wedding.

Papa sold one of his plots of land to send Clement to a private university. He even borrowed money from our church.

I was in SS2 then. I told Papa I wanted to learn tailoring after school.

He waved me off. “Tailor? That’s not a future. Face your books or forget it.”

I faced my books, but not much changed. I was average. Not brilliant, I was just… there.

When Clement came home on holidays, Papa would kill two chickens. Something he never did for any of us.

One day I overheard Papa telling a visitor,

“Clement will become a big man. That other one? Let’s just say he’s still looking for himself.”

That “other one” was me.

Then Clement graduated.

The night we threw a party for him, Papa cried tears of Joy while holding a bottle of malt. He said,

“My joy is full today! My investment is about to yield!”

We all believed it too.

Until things started changing.

Clement stayed longer in his room. He stopped going out. We found him one night behind the house… sniffing something from a nylon bag, eyes red like fire.

That was the day Papa collapsed.

Turns out, Clement had been taking dru*gs since his third year in school. He never told anyone. The pressure to bring the whole family out of poverty was k!11!ng him inside.

Soon, things began to go missing around the house. Papa’s wristwatch. Mama’s gold earring. Even the ceiling fan from the parlour. Obviously, Clement needed money for his Dr*ugs

The golden boy was falling and fast.

He went in and out of rehab for two years. And when he wasn’t there, he was stealing, or lying.

But me?

I had quietly found my path.

When I left secondary school, I begged Mama to talk to Uncle Rasheed, the tailor on our street. I started learning the trade.

While Clement was still battling himself, I got my first shop.

Then I bought my first industrial machine.

Mama would sometimes cry while helping me iron customers’ clothes. “God sees everything, Tope,” she’d whisper. “Keep going.”

Then came the turning point.

Papa had a stroke.

There was no one to run to.

Clement was in rehab again.

Ebun, our last born, was still in school.

So I stepped in.

I paid for the hospital bills. Paid for his drugs. Paid for the physiotherapist that came every evening.

It was my tailoring business that carried the weight Papa thought only Clement could bear.

One afternoon, I returned home in a car I recently bought.

Not to show off, I was just delivering clothes.

Papa was on the veranda, thin and tired. He looked at me for a long time, then said,

“Tope… I was wrong.”

That was all. No long speech. Just three words I’d waited years to hear.

And that night, for the first time ever, he prayed for me.

"Not every star shines the loudest."
"Some glow quietly, in dark corners—waiting to be noticed." "My father chose Clement, but life chose me." "And in the end, it wasn’t brilliance that saved my family… it was consistency."

Don’t write off any child. Not every seed grows at the same time, but each one deserves water, light, and love.

THE END

Osihmen is ready to accept a fee below 200k a week to play for United.
There's something about man United.

Dear All,
Please pass or share this information to Mosques, Church members, group chats, NYSC members, children, family and friends who are seriously job hunting.

WARNING:
if anybody invites you for a job interview to any of the following addresses below: DO NOT GO PLS

1. Plot 5, Voda Paint Plc,University Press House, Fumec Bus Stop Off Adeniyi Jones Ogba Lagos.

2. 3rd floor, 8 Thomas Salako Street, Ogba Bus-Stop, Ikeja Lagos.

3. Global Project, No: 92 Awolowo way, ikeja. Opposite Man house building, Lagos.

4. 65c Opebi road, opposite glass house by Salvation b/stop, Opebi, Ikeja, Lagos.

5. HYINSCO Office. No. 4, 2nd floor, upward Sanitas outlet, Alara street, Off commercial avenue, Onike, Sabo Yaba, Lagos.

6. Plot 5, university press building, along industrial road, Ogba, Lagos.

7. 4B, Ogungbeye street Oppt African shine by cadbury bus stop, Agidingbi ikeja Lagos

8. Plot 14, Block A, Voda Paint, Surulere House, Off Fumec bus-stop, Surulere industrial road, Ogba, Lagos.

9. No 4, Ahl Ogungbeye Street off Amaraolu road, opposite Mega chicken bus stop by first gate, Agidingbi, Ikeja, Lagos.

10) 32, Olufemi Road, off Ogunlana drive, Surulere Lagos, YDNJI.

11) 13, Ajumobi street, off Acme Road, Mega chicken bus stop, Ikeja, Lagos.

12) 6, Deji oyenuga Street, opposite Kehinde odusote Estate, Anthony Village.

13) No. 1 SHONOLA street OGBA

(14) No: 2 Sunday street, off Ikorodu Palmgrove, Lagos.

Others are at Egbeda, IKEJA behind Jabita hotel by Balogun bustop, ALAUSA, so many in Ibadan, Osun state. They are everywhere. now.

Tell your family and friends the full address, date and time for the interview

PLEASE NOTE:
No 3,10 & 14 are ritualists. Pls try to inform whoever you know to be careful and always inform someone else when going for any interview giving full address of Interview location and name.

Never ever go for Interviews at a place you never applied for a job. Even the ones you genuinely applied should be cross checked before the interview date.

Any interview invite that is less than 24hrs before the date should be investigated and treated with caution

These days messages are sent to our phones inviting people for a job you didn't apply for. They are killers!

BE WARNED DON'T BE A VICTIM
PLEASE SHARE This important information to job seekers, Friends, loved ones, family members and friends, relatives....

BREAKING: A man identified as Louis Nwachukwu has d!ed in a hotel located in the Mpape area ofAbuja.
He checked into the hotel with a woman identified as Helen Raymond. The woman he was with, stated that Nwachukwu fell asleep after they had s3x but did not wake up.