Christmas for George

The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn't been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. He had no decorations, no tree, no lights. It was just another day to him. He didn't hate Christmas, just couldn't find a reason to celebrate. There were no children in his life. His wife had gone.

He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through. Instead of throwing the man out, George, Old George as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the space heater and warm-up.

"Thank you, but I don't mean to intrude," said the stranger. "I see you're busy. I'll just go"

"Not without something hot in your belly," George turned and opened a wide mouth Thermos and handed it to the stranger. "It ain't much, but it's hot and tasty. Stew. Made it myself. When you're done there's coffee and it's fresh."

Just at that moment he heard the "ding" of the driveway bell. "Excuse me, be right back," George said. There in the driveway was an old 53 Chevy. Steam was rolling out of the front. The driver was panicked.

Top 10 things every 200L University student needs to know

Why did no-one ever tell me about this before...?

I'm sure by now, whatever CGPA you got in 100lvl has slapped you 95° back into reality. Maybe it was a "5.0", or maybe a "1.5". Well, whatever it is, you've got some idea of what you did wrong, and what you did right.

Here's a bit of friendly, not-rubbing-it-in-your-face, advice to get your pep and step back on the right track. (If it was ever there)


1. Stick to the right crowd 

Not this crowd. This is an example of the wrong crowd. Don't be like this crowd.

Deep in your heart, you know all those people dragging you to go to parties 3 times a week aren't good for your soul.

Starting now, Greet them with a "Hello from the other side". Or at least, get some friends that read a lot, to keep your wild cravings in check. Half-and-half good crowd is better than none.

2017 in a nutshell

Mary Idowu

The year 2017 started with a bang for me. Sometimes, it feels like it was just yesterday I shouted happy new year; but when the year began proper, it seemed so long and tedious and there were times when time flew and at other times when I kept watching the clock. Looking through the year now, 2017 has been very dramatic with it's highs and lows, it gave some a new lease on life and from others, it snatched quite a bit. I don't know how 2017 was for you but for me, it was a mixture of fun and annoyance. So, as the year is gradually coming to an end, here are some highlights of  2017;

Donald Trump became President: 

I was part of the small percentage of people who felt like Donald Trump would become the President, yet it still came to me as a shock when I heard the news that he actually won the election. For some reasons I felt like something could still happen and Hillary would win; but when he was sworn in as the President and he moved into the white house on the 20th of January, I realized that anyone could become anything if they really want to. It is just a matter of determination, saying and doing the right things, meeting the right people and having some sort of tough skin. I mean c'mon!! The whole world was literally against the man.

Vote For Me

Emeka was a hard-working, honest man. 

He was head prefect of his school in SS2, got several positions of leadership in his SUG, held several posts in various NGO' s, both national and international. He always inspired people to follow him to do the right thing, and always did his best to curtail corruption anywhere he saw it. Soon enough he met a man, Mr. Tunde Adebanjo, who was making waves as a statesman and champion of the people. He worked in the government, and did so much for his people.

Tunde inspired him to enter the government too. He could change the country!! He could fix all the problems that the past leaders had been dumping on the system for years since. All he needed to do was win - and by the grace of God, he did...

The Sickle Cell Warrior

By Ugochukwu Ogbonna

Life picks us wildly; she has a way of dipping her hands and randomly selecting what transpires. The beautiful thing is that she has no favorites, doling out goodwill, pain, and all forms of human emotions in equivalent unbiased measure.

I lie stiff, as usual, when this seething pain trods in my bone marrow. My fist clenched to ease the non-ending agonizing maelstrom in my body. This agonizing episode; one never gets used to.

Two months ago, Olu proposed to me; I turned it down.
This is not a love story. It is my life, ‘our’ struggle.... 'our' fate.

I met Olu two years ago. He knew I was sickle-celled on our first date. My strange eye discoloration, my frail frame, and the Hydrocarbamide and Ibuprofen tablets that slipped off my purse gave me easily away. Conscious of the fact that he had found out my ailment, I excused any hint of trying to be who I was not. If he wanted me, he would have to take the whole package.

How To Shoot Your Shot (For Ladies) - Part 2

I'm not even going to waste too much time, I'll just be jumping straight into it. Make sure you've read part 1 HERE, before continuing, so you understand where we're coming from.

Now, please note that I'm not a PhD holder in human relationships, or a relationship expert, so take everything with a pinch of salt. (Or sugar... everyone likes sugar)

1. Do some light stalking.

Ah... he has 8 ex-girlfriends.
They must have been terrible girls then.

I don't mean take a catalogue of his entire life history. Just check his social media posts to see the kind of things he likes, or pays attention to. Know the kind of person you're dealing with.

Ghost Story