An eagle once taught a woman how to raise a child. — Are you alright, human mother? — the eagle asked. The woman looked at her, startled. — I’m afraid. My baby is about to be born, and I have so many doubts. I want to give them the best, a beautiful, easy life… but how will I know if I’m raising them right? The eagle perched nearby and replied: — Raising a child isn’t about keeping them comfortable. It’s the opposite. When my eaglets are born, I line the nest with soft feathers and grass. It’s warm, safe. But when the time comes for them to grow, I remove it all. I leave only the thorns. The woman frowned. — Thorns? Isn’t that cruel? The eagle looked her in the eyes. — Discomfort pushes them to move. The thorns make them want more — to fly, to find their place. Comfort teaches nothing. The woman hesitated, still uncertain. — And if they fall? The eagle nodded. — They do fall. I throw them into the wind. They drop. I catch them. I throw them again. Over and over — until they learn to fly. And then? I let them go. I don’t help anymore. The woman’s eyes widened. — But what if they’re not ready? — They won’t be, until they try. If I keep them safe forever, they’ll never learn. It’s not about letting them suffer. It’s about letting them grow. Even when it hurts you. The woman placed her hand on her belly, breathed deeply, and smiled. — Thank you, Mother Eagle, she whispered. Your wisdom is a gift. She walked away — ready to be the mother her child would need: not perfect, but strong. A mother who teaches them to fly. If you want your child to soar high — don’t clip their wings with comfort. Let them feel the wind. Let them stumble. Let them rise. True love isn’t sheltering them from life. It’s teaching them how to live it. Even if that means watching them fall… so they can learn to fly.

🧜 IN LOVE WITH THE RIVER GODDESS 🧜 EPISODE 8️⃣ Oba wandered the depths of the river with the weight of his choice pressing like stones on his chest. Though his form now moved like water and his breath came easy beneath the currents, his heart clung to the memory of Maria and the life he had left behind. The river goddess, radiant and terrible, appeared to him in glimmers and reflections. “You are restless,” she said one night as they stood beneath the twisted roots of an ancient tree submerged in silence. “I thought being your guardian would bring peace,” Oba said. “But the river feels… sick. Angry.” The goddess narrowed her glowing eyes. “Because it is.” She turned and swept her hand through the water. A veil lifted, revealing a cavern deep beneath the riverbed—its entrance a jagged mouth, pulsing with dark light. “There is a place even I do not enter often,” she said. “A tomb born from betrayal. Your ancestor’s theft did not just wound me—it awakened something older, something buried before time had a name.” Oba stared into the depths. “What lies there?” “A spirit that feeds on sorrow,” she replied. “It was sealed long ago by my kind. But the wound your bloodline opened weakened the seal. And now, it stirs.” Oba felt the river tremble around him. “If it breaks free?” “The river will not only drown this land—it will lose its memory, its balance. And the guardian must face what lies beneath.” Oba nodded slowly. “Then show me the path.” The goddess touched his forehead. Instantly, symbols etched into his skin shimmered like fire, and a trail of glowing fish began to swirl downward, pointing the way. With spear in hand and a chant on his lips, Oba descended. The water grew colder. The light dimmed. And then—silence. He reached the cavern mouth. The stones around it pulsed with red energy, veins like roots crawling along the rock. He stepped in. The water here didn’t feel like water—it felt like memory. Heavy. Grieving. Full of voices. “Who dares disturb my dream?” a voice echoed from the shadows. Oba gripped his weapon. “I am Oba, guardian of the river. I’ve come to seal you again.” A laugh, long and cruel, echoed all around. “You are the blood of the thief. And you think you can command me?” From the dark, a shape emerged—shifting, skeletal, eyes like molten gold. Its body was a mass of drowned souls, weeping and wailing as they spiraled around it. Oba’s heart pounded. This was no ordinary spirit. It was the Krobo, the River Devourer—an ancient demon once worshiped and feared by long-dead kingdoms. “You are bound no longer,” Oba said, raising the goddess’s token. “But I am bound to protect this river.” The Krobo lunged. Oba met it with a cry, and the battle began—flashes of light and soundless shockwaves tearing through the deep. For every blow Oba struck, a vision from the past answered—a crying child, a drowning village, his own father gasping for breath. But Oba held on. Not for power. Not for glory. But for Maria. And for a future where the river could be more than a grave

Political transfer window is still open. APC dey sign top strikers, PDP get management issues like Man Utd, and financial problems like Barcelona, they either recruit young players from their academy or rely on sponsorship deals to sign some defenders, to avoid conceding too many goals, because they seemed not prepared for the 2027 PCL (political champions League) Ever since APC signed BAT, the club had been running the street and the acquisition of Wike on loan has really proven great for the team formation. He helped them beat his former club in Edo. All eyes are on Osun where the newly acquired defensive midfielder (Sheriff) and left winger (Okowa) will be looking forward to forming a formidable galacticos with Wike and Dapo. According to the club CEO (BAT) negotiation to sign the Osun state skillful midfielder to be back up for Sheriff is at its Zenith. We look forward to seeing the strategy that would be deployed by the LP FC this time around as they are in serious negotiation to sign Kano state no 9 "kwankwaso to support their attack in the upcoming 2027 PCL. On the other side, veteran goal Keeper El Rufai is trying to recruit a formidable squad that may include the likes of veteran defender Atiku to create a new Club or acquire an old club for the 2027 PCL. While attackers like Saraki and Tambawal had been out injured, they have started personal training to be fit for the next season PCL, and PDP, LP and APC are monitoring their progress. Stay tuned for more update. Hope the center referee which is (INEC) will officiate the game very well, likewise the" VAR TEAM" ( COURT) hope they wil deliver 😜😝😝 😂😂😂 I come in peace. Happy Monday to you all ❤️♥️.

🔞MY LESBIĀN AUNTY🔞: 📚NEW SERIES ALERT▶ EPISODE ( ELEVEN ) 11, 12 It's 7:00 pm as my aunt said , with my thoughts so far, I need to go out there and watch my steps, to know how to start laying life foundation and how to battle fiercely....as they said knowledge is power, I need to know myself much better, I stood up from my bed , got into the bathroom as I rinsed my body and face to apply make ups ,,, "Omo my Abdomen Still dey pain me ooo," I said walking straight to my cupboard in search of pain relief,,,, I took it as I started applying make ups,,, not knowing a lot of this will be exposed soon to me ..... I went to my wardrobe and picked one of my finest dinner gowns, I smiled looking at myself placing it and facing the mirror, I wore it and in 10 Minutes, I was done ,,,,, All of a Sudden an unexpected knock hit my door .... Ajoke! It's me your mom is on the line, (as my heart Skipped,,,, why didn't she call my line, is she coming back to Nigeria? I asked ,,,) as I rushed to open the door , I collected the phone , Me : Hey Mom (I called ) Mum : hi Jokkie baby ...my daughter how are you ? (my aunt is looking at me, longing to hear my replies to her , ) I Smiled saying , "I'm fine mummy, how is Europe?" "My love , cold no gree your mama oo" (Speaking in Broken language ,, "your mum couldn't adapt to the cold weather",,,,,) "Chaii!!, sorry mom , it's our generation that can adapt to the weather in Europe not you people, probably old age will affect your stay there" ,, I said giggling on the call,, Mom : my daughter you never change very funny ,,,, (as she said smiling ) Alright love I called to check up on you okay , hope Aunty Rachel is treating you good ,? PAUSE............. Me : (AS I STARE AT AUNTY RACHEL WITH REVENGE AND GRIEVE IN MY HEART , SAYING INSIDE OF ME YOU WILL REGRET THIS ) My Mom : .....Hello .....Ajoke ... Are you still there ?....... Umm yes mom , the network interrupted the call, yes mom we are good ....( I said ) Mom : okay do take care okay ,,,,, Bye baby girl..... less I forget , I will send some token into your wallet , expect it soon okay ,,, Me ; okay mom , thanks , I love you !... Bye ..... Mom : Bye ...... (HUNG UP ) ***************** I quickly handed the phone to Aunt Rachel.... as she wanted to say Ajoke !! I know how......... Hold it Aunt !! (I cut her off from speaking ) I'm ready let's go.. I said as I walked past her, She said... Are you for real? hold on, let me get my car keys , I was about leaving before your mom called..... she left for her car keys ,,,,, I waited outside as she came out ,, starting the Car.... Ajoke your seat belt (She said Smashing her gum ).... I buckled my seat belt as she zoomed off ... It was about 30 Minutes drive before we reached our destination , as she was busy discussing with me while riding ,,,, all I could do was keep silent all the way long ..... ( like this woman no get conscience cha cha ) I said in pidgin dialect .... before we reached, she handed over an envelope , I opened and saw 200k in it , that was then I opened my mouth, "what's the money for?'' "Just Hold it". she said more money is coming your way , Soon she stopped as I noticed music and people dancing everywhere, I angrily opened the door to go out , OMG !!!!!! THIS IS SODOM AND GOMORRAH!!!! "Aunty !!! What the hell am I doing here with you?" Almost everyone is nākēd working around , like no piece of clothes on their body , like completely nākēd!!! are you this doomed and destroyed Aunt ..... "Shut up!!!" She raised her voice on me. "How dare you speak to me in such a manner? look I won't have you disgrace or embarrass me , kick your nice ass moving!!" She snapped as she hit my face with a dirty slap. Me: Aunt you slapped me? (Placing my left hand on my cheek and the right one on top of my B**obs).... she turned and started moving , omo no male gender here , I turned left seeing ladies fingering each other, right romancing and kissing , one walked straight to me,,,, , "Hi love!!" "I swear if you touch me , the kind back hand I go give you ehhh!! I Roared in pidin with an angered voice ,,,, ( I Paused ) ********************* Guys guess what my eyes just saw , I would love to continue in the next episode if I see you but I will say it in order not to keep you in suspense , ********************* Sēx girls Trafficking !!!!!!!! a truck loaded with girls were offloaded, nākēd girls of all size trooped in into the party hall for them to give entertainment to the guest , Lo and Behold , here comes the Beautiful devil I met the other day that joined to eat my p**sy .......... EPISODE ( TWELVE ) 12 : 🔞PRISCILLA🔞 Lo and Behold , here comes the Beautiful devil I met the other day that joined to eat my p**sy .......... She's looking so hot in her dress, as beautiful as Mermaid, with her Boob's and curves all popped out, ,,, (as beautiful as a devil) I hissed → inside my mind... "Hey Helen" .... my Aunt Called out,, (Mwaaaahh) as they kissed tenderly, , how are you beauty ? my aunt asked , Helen : I'm fine oo, just chilling, as I joined them walk in the party hall.. All the ladies were nākēd , shaking off their booty as I over looked , so many acts practiced that night, As I watched the girls they were selling off with money, not until a beautiful curved girl danced her breast towards the stage, who happens to be one of the slaved girls, was asked to suck a hairy pussy till she squirt .. ..... I couldn't hold it any longer as I began to develop the urge to throw up, I quickly handed an excuse to my aunt, as I asked for directions to the restroom , I rushed in and gave a heavy throw up, I quickly rinsed my mouth and washed my hands off , When I came out of the bathroom I heard a quiet cry (subbing) from one of the rest rooms , I called out ,,,, Hello ,,,,,Hello who's in there? I asked knocking.... I heard no response , I quickly bashed the door opened ,,,Ohh nooo TO BE CONTINUED...... FOLLOW Johnson Idaawaji Mbaja

1. Nobody cares unless you give them a reason - People are busy. They scroll fast. If your first line doesn’t stop them, they’ll skip you. - Write strong first sentences. - Make people curious or emotional from the start. 2. Being consistent is more important than being perfect - I waited too long to post because I wanted things to be perfect. Big mistake. - It’s better to post often and learn from each one. Post three to five times a week. Watch what works. Adjust. 3. Stories beat facts every time - I thought value meant sharing tips and tricks. But real value comes through stories. - Share what you’ve lived. Be honest. People remember stories more than strategies. - Check my pinned post 4. Most people won’t support you at first - Don’t expect your friends or family to care. Strangers will support you before people you know. - Keep going anyway. Show up for the people who do see you. 5. Posts that look real do better than posts that look designed - I used to spend too much time designing posts. Clean images. Fancy fonts. - But raw screenshots, camera selfies or handwritten notes often perform better. Real wins. 6. Comments and shares matter more than likes - The algorithm loves comments and shares. Ask questions. Start conversations. Share value - Reply to every comment. Comments push your content to more people. 7. You don’t need to go viral to grow - I thought I needed one big post to blow up. You don’t. - You need to show up often, share things that help, and be relatable. Slow growth is still growth. 8. Your best post might look boring to you - I’ve had posts I didn’t even like go viral. - Sometimes what feels small or simple to you is gold for someone else. - Post it anyway. 9. Facebook and Gada chat groups are powerful - I ignored groups for too long. But that’s where deep engagement lives. - Join groups in your niche. Share value. Answer questions. Build trust. It works. - Most of my followers came from ai groups 10. You have to tell people what to do - Don’t assume they’ll comment, share or follow. Tell them. - End your post with a call to action. Be clear. Be direct. - Example: “If this helped, drop a yes below” or “Tag someone who needs this” 11. Threads are blowing up right now - One-liner hook in the main post. All the rest goes in the comments. - That’s the new wave. The algorithm loves it. People stay longer. - And never put links in the main post. Drop links in the comments if you must. 12. “AI content doesn’t rank” is a myth - Don’t let anyone scare you off using ChatGPT. - Facebook doesn’t care who wrote it if people engage with it. - Use AI to stay consistent. Just make sure you add your voice, your story, your truth.

TEXT LIKE A KING!! CALL LIKE A COMMANDER!! Listen up, Men! Modern Women Are Setting Traps—10 Texting & Calling Rules Every Alpha Must Live By Let’s make this painfully clear: We live in a world where the rise of an Alpha man is seen as a threat, not a victory. And guess who’s most determined to watch you fall? The same women who smile in your face, flirt with your strength, and pretend to admire your discipline. Behind the makeup, the fake tears, the “just checking on you” texts—are agendas. Traps. Screenshots. Manipulation. “Gotcha” moments. If you're an Alpha, you're the target. So when you're dealing with them, especially over calls or texts—protect yourself like a general going to war. Here are 10 Communication Rules you must follow to stay ten steps ahead: 1. Never Say Anything You Can’t Defend in Public Every message can be screen-recorded, forwarded, or twisted. If it wouldn’t look good in court, in church, or on the front page—don’t send it. 2. Avoid Sexting or Explicit Audio Notes You’re not a horny teenager. One bad voice note and you’re viral, humiliated, and exposed. Control your urges. Respect your brand. 3. Don’t Argue Over Text Women are emotional fighters—and they'll pull you into a war of words where YOU become the villain. Keep it brief, direct, emotionless. If things escalate, cut the call or stop replying. 4. Always Assume You’re Being Screen-Recorded Because 9 times out of 10—you ARE. Whether it’s FaceTime, WhatsApp, Instagram DMs, or even Snapchat—they’ve got tools and tactics you’ve never imagined. 5. Never Promise Anything Over Text No “I’ll take care of you.” No “I’ll marry you.” No “I’ll send the money.” All of that becomes evidence if she turns against you. Speak with actions—not empty digital words. 6. Don’t Pour Your Heart Out in Chats They screenshot your pain, mock your vulnerability, and forward it to their friends. Save your emotions for God, your journal, or your mirror—not her inbox. 7. Never Disrespect Another Woman in Chats Today she’s laughing with you—tomorrow she’s forwarding your message to the woman you mocked. Now you’ve made two enemies with one message. 8. Keep Proof of All Financial Transactions If you send money, label it properly. “No, this wasn’t a gift. This was payment for X.” No “baby I love you” notes on bank transfers. That’s how fools go down. 9. Never Text When You're Angry, Drunk, or Horny That’s when men destroy kingdoms. Breathe. Walk. Wait. Text like a man building an empire—not a boy chasing clout. 10. If She Threatens to Expose You—Cut Her Off Immediately No negotiating. No begging. No compromising. One threat = full disconnection. You don’t deal with snakes, you eliminate access. The digital battlefield is real. Your words, your voice, your texts—they’re all tools to bring you down if you’re careless. If you’re an Alpha, your power intimidates. Your silence protects. Your caution preserves your throne. So from now on, text like a king, call like a commander, and protect your name like your life depends on it—because it does. Stay sharp!!

The goddess of the seven rivers Episode 3 Oluchi waddled the river with Adanna a day later, after her encounter with Eberechi she was desperate to find a child at all cost, so the next morning she had gone to the neighbouring village Allu to see Adanna who was taking her through the bushes to the place she had spoken about. "Are you sure we are on the right track?"she asked, they had gone on for hours and Oluchi had no idea of where they were "Of course, I have come this way several times"Adanna assured her "To do what?" Oluchi asked when looking around the bush "Some things are best left unsaid my sister, but usually he gives me herbs when my children are sick" Adanna replied Oluchi couldn't believe Adanna usually came there alone, it was all really bushy but there was a shrine in front now, a river flowed at the back of it, a man was squatting by the river with his back to them "Welcome woman" he said without looking back. Oluchi was surprised as he glanced at Adanna wonderingly, they were two women, why woman, or maybe he recognized Adanna as his regular customer.. He turned to me and said "I know why you are here..just make sure you dust your legs before coming in" Oluchi relaxed to the fact that many men had told her before they knew why she was there but preferred no solution in the end. They both dusted their legs, pulled their slippers and entered the shrine barefooted. The man was inside the shrine now, with a strange stick in left hand "I want to know which village you are from" he addressed her. Oluchi was taken aback, if he knew why she was there why won't he know the village she came from, glancing at Adanna who urged her she replied "Chiolu" "Hm.."he drew something on the ground with his strange stick then looked at her" you have big problems I shake my head negatively and said "I have only one big problem Dibia..its.. He laughed showing his brown colored teeth "you think having a child is your only problem..the gods are angry with you its the reason you have not been able to bare any children Oluchi sniffed in tears and said "But but..I need a child..children desperately, please help me because this was the first time somebody was saying something different please help me big them if there's anything I can do.. He began playing with his cowries like a child "one thing you have done and not done I stare at him in confusion and asked "W..what is it Dibia?" The dibia looked up and stared at her"You refused to help a woman with her child once and she cursed you "Ewo.." Oluchi gaped, it had been Eke day, she had been 15 then, she was hurrying to go meet with her friends in the river. A woman had asked her to help hold her screaming child, while she rushed to the market but she had refused ..the woman had been barren before she had the child. Adanna glanced at her surprise and Oluchi said in fear "Please Dibia i would do anything you ask..is there no way to reverse the curse. Ada consoled her saying "my Friend it is well" The Dibia looked at the sky and said "you have a lot of sacrifices to make and the curse can only be reversed by the one who pronounced it.. Oluchi replied in fear "Shes dead..shes dead o.. The Dibia shake his head saying"Hmm..what a sore tale" Oluchi kneel down and said "Please help me Dibia ..please, I have faced too much shame" The Dibia looked at her and said"The gods can forgive you if you can do this conditions stated by the gods and Your friend here would be a witness to this..if any condition is broken the child would die" but she nodded anyway this was the first hope she was having The Dibia stared up muttering as he said"There would be no other child She alone chose to come "A She?" Oluchi looked disappointed but Adanna stayed her The Dibia looked at her and asked "You want the child or not" Oluchi nod her head saying "Y..yes Dibia The Dibia looked at his staff then to Oluchi and said "A boy would never stay.. let the girl come" I smiled and said "Ok Dibia, I'm grateful" The Dibia smiled and said "She's a princess and should be treated as one, if ever she is maltreated she will fall sick and go back.." He spread his cowries again and said "she is already emerged from the water" he stood up and walked into his inner shrine. The Dibia fetched water from the river and gave to her saying "Take this, she must bathed in this for the first 7 days of her life, don't allow any other woman bath her or with any other water if you do she will develop rashes" As Oluchi took the calabash with shaking hands and asked "Is she an Ogbanje? The Dibia replied "No..this one would stay, if you do all I have said" Oluchi nodded vigorously, the conditions weren't so difficult The Dibia turned his cowries again "One more thing...I fear the most important", He made sure he met her gaze when he said "She must never get married" Oluchi gaps and glanced at Adanna who also looked shocked.

*I INTERVIEWED A PERSON WHO HATED ME* Six years ago a guy looked at me face to face, and boldly told me; "I don't like you!" I immediately fired a response, I asked him that day; "Thank you for the honest feedback, but those that you like, how has it made their life better? How does your liking people pay their bills or take a bank loan? My brother keep your like, I need God's like And that's what guarantees my future. ONE day I joined a CEO friend of mine in an interview Panel to recruit some new staff, it was a long session. As we returned from a coffee break to continue the hectic interview session, here was this same guy walked in with his grey jacket and CV coming for the interview. Our eyes kissed by fluke, we immediately recognised each other; "the world is indeed spherical", I soliloquized. He felt very uncomfortable through out the interview, one could clearly see the volcanic eruption ongoing in his whole nervous system, he even mistook his date of birth for his last date of employment. It wasn't yet my turn to ask him questions so I allowed everyone to take their turns with him and deliberately opted to interview him last. When it got to my turn, the first thing I said was, "I LIKE YOU so much, you look to me like a brilliant and intelligent person, but it seems you are not doing well now because something bothers you, true?" "That's very correct Sir!" He responded. "Ok look at me straight in the eye, I was never offended that day, it is very normal that sometimes as humans you just don't like certain people, but I wasn't bothered either, because whether you liked me or not, it was inconsequential to my life and my success path - as you can see, fate has brought you to my lair" I stood up and beckoned him to come and embrace me, everyone on the panel at this point were at sea - wondering if we had expeditiously recast an interview session to a Hollywood movie scene. He hugged me so long and deeply that I felt it. Then I told him, "now get your confidence back bro and answer the questions like a Pro Shark that you are, we all burst into laughter, everyone suddenly liked him and the room became livelier - the interview became more like a discussion, well to cut the long story short, he got the job! Lessons: 1. Be careful how you treat people when they appear to be in their vulnerable state, your next level may be hanging in their balance; somewhere in the future. 2. If you dislike someone, it is not their fault, it is YOUR FAULT, work on yourself to find good in people and reinvent your Mind to see everyone as likeable. 3. Don't spew hatred vocally just because it came into your heart, you may say it to someone who will keep it forever and use it against you when you find yourself in your own low moments and need them. 4. Learn to forgive, overlook people's dislike and hatred for you, dont punish people just because you have the position and privilege to do so, bless them rather - that's how you court God's blessings, favour and protection. 5. Share this post, someone needs it to heal from their past burdens of unforgiveness they have been carrying which has been hindering their promotions and inhibiting God's blessings flowing their way! _*Addendum: I don't know the writer but the article blessed me beyond limits.*_This can even be the Manna for today.

Title - By the River of Love🥰🔥 In the heart of a quiet village where the river sang lullabies to the trees, love lived—not in grand gestures or sparkling rings, but in the simplicity of shared glances and timeless traditions. Aduke was the village gem-graceful, strong, and deeply rooted in her culture. Every morning, she walked to the river with her clay pot, the path lined with stories passed down through generations. Her steps were rhythmic, her spirit calm, and her heart—unknowingly—already spoken for. Obinna, a young craftsman with kind eyes and a heart as deep as the river, had watched her from afar for years. He never needed a hundred words—just the silence between them spoke volumes. He admired her not just for her beauty, but for the strength she carried as effortlessly as the pot on her head. One morning, as the sun poured gold over the water, Aduke stood at the river’s edge. Obinna approached, not with poetry, but with presence. He offered to carry her pot back to the village, but she smiled and said, “Strength isn’t in who carries the load, but who walks beside you while you do.” From that day, he walked beside her—not ahead, not behind. And together, they shared moments richer than gold: laughter during harvest, secrets under moonlight, and dreams woven into the fabric of their traditions. So by the river where stories flowed and hearts met, Aduke and Obinna built something eternal—not just a home, but a legacy of love wrapped in black and white threads of unity, culture, and quiet devotion. Lessons from Aduke and Obinna’s Love:💓 1. Love is not loud—it is loyal. 2. It’s not about completing each other, but walking in wholeness together. 3. True love respects culture, honors strength, and grows quietly like roots beneath the soil. 4. When love is pure, it doesn’t compete—it complements.

IT'S STORY TIME🔥😍 Mama Zee: The Power of Grace” Every morning on Harmony Lane, a quiet buzz would ripple through the neighborhood—not from traffic or chatter, but from the regal walk of one woman. Dressed in a sleek black dress and heels that echoed confidence with every step, Mama Zee was more than just a mother—she was a movement. With her baby boy perched securely on her hip and her little girl holding tightly to her hand, Mama Zee moved like she was walking a runway, though her path was filled with responsibilities, not flashing cameras. Her younger sister, Auntie Lami, a bright-eyed teacher-in-training, matched her stride. Together, they were raising more than children; they were raising standards. This wasn’t just another school drop-off. It was a daily demonstration of strength, style, and silent sacrifice. “Mommy, when I grow up, I want to be like you!” her daughter giggled, her colorful lunchbox swinging with excitement. Mama Zee smiled, her heart swelling. “Then you must learn to walk with your head high, even when the world tries to bow it down. You must learn to love, even when it’s hard. And above all, never forget who you are.” Behind the polished look was a woman who had known struggle. Widowed at 29, she chose not to crumble. She pursued her career, raised her children, and became a pillar in her community. Her mornings were early, her nights long, but she never let the world see her cracks—only her shine. Auntie Lami turned to her and whispered, “You make it look so easy.” To which Mama Zee replied softly, “It’s not easy, it’s purpose. When you know your ‘why,’ you find your ‘how.’” As the school bell rang and goodbyes were exchanged, Mama Zee kissed her babies and straightened her shoulders. Another day awaited. Another chance to inspire. Another quiet lesson in power, purpose, and poise. And as she walked away, heels clicking on cobblestones, every little girl watching knew—queens don’t always wear crowns… sometimes, they carry lunchboxes and babies Lessons from Mama Zee:💓 1. Strength wears many faces – Sometimes it’s in the heels, sometimes in the tears wiped before anyone sees. 2. Grace is power in silence – You don’t have to shout to make an impact. 3. Children watch more than they listen – Be the example, not just the instruction. 4. Support systems are gold – Behind every strong woman is often another woman cheering her on. 5. Purpose over pressure – Life may push, but purpose keeps you grounded.

*SOME NIGERIAN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES+, 03/05/2025* $3bn refinery fraud: N80bn found in sacked MD’s bank accounts Bamise: Lagos BRT Driver To Die By Hanging For Rape, Murder Military nabs security personnel colluding with terrorists Five killed in Benue, Kebbi fresh attacks U20 AFCON: Flying Eagles set for Moroccan firepower Crystal Palace ready to let Eze,Guehi leave for 130m Euros Arteta promotes two Nigerians to first team FIFA orders Kenyan club relegation for match fixing US ends tariff exemption on small China shipments Prince Harry loses appeal to restore UK police protection S’African mother found guilty of selling young daughter Meta threatens to cut off Facebook in Nigeria over fines FBI, DEA Fail To Release Tinubu’s Record, Seek 90-Day Extension Nigeria gets $191m grant from Gavi to strengthen health systems --------------------------- *DID YOU KNOW?* * Nikola Tesla, who is famous for his pioneering work in alternating current (AC) power systems, was obsessed with pigeons. 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They say there once lived a man so lazy… he did absolutely nothing from sunrise to sunset. His wife, fed up with doing everything on her own, kept telling him: — “You can’t go on like this! I work all day, and you don’t even get up! You’re going to wear me out!” To which he calmly replied: — “Don’t worry, my love… one day we’ll be rich and you won’t have to work anymore.” — “And how exactly will we get rich if you don’t even move?” — “They say there’s a wise man beyond the mountains who has all the answers. I’ll go ask him.” And so, despite his laziness, the man set off the next day. Along the road, he met a skinny, miserable-looking wolf. — “Where are you headed?” asked the wolf. — “To ask the wise man how to become rich.” — “If you do, could you also ask him why I’m so thin? No matter how much I eat, I never gain weight.” — “Sure,” said the lazy man. Further on, he came across an apple tree with rotting fruit. — “Please, ask the wise man why my apples rot before they ripen.” — “No problem.” And then a fish gasped from a nearby lake: — “Help me… there’s something stuck in my throat. Please ask the wise man what to do.” — “Will do,” said the lazy man. After a long journey, he found the wise man meditating at sunset. — “What can I do to become rich?” asked the man. “Also, I have a few more questions…” The wise man answered: — “The fish has a gem lodged in its throat. If someone removes it, they’ll gain treasure and the fish will heal.” — “The tree has a chest of gold buried under its roots. Dig it up and the tree will bear healthy fruit.” — “And the wolf? He must eat the first lazy man he meets on his path.” — “What about me? How do I become rich?” — “Simple. Retrace your steps.” The lazy man grinned. “Perfect! I don’t have to do anything at all.” As he passed the fish again: — “Take the gem! It’s yours!” — “Jump in the water? No thanks. The wise man said I just have to walk back.” The tree pleaded: — “Dig under my roots! You’ll find treasure!” — “Dig? Too much work.” Finally, he reached the wolf. — “What did the wise man say about me?” — “He said you must eat the first lazy man you find.” — “Perfect,” said the wolf. And just like that… laziness devoured the lazy man — literally. Moral: Laziness doesn’t just steal your opportunities — it can consume you. He had the path to wealth in his hands. But he didn’t want to get wet. Didn’t want to dig. Didn’t want to help. Even when the reward was certain. Effort isn’t a punishment — it’s the only real path to growth, success, and purpose. There’s no magic formula. Only work, persistence, and heart. Success doesn’t come to those who wait… It comes to those who move. So ask yourself today: How far are you really willing to go for your dream?