Fela Anikulapo-Kuti and Chinua Achebe in a picture taken probably in 1983.

Two legends in different fields of life and different ethnic groups representing Nigeria and telling her story to the world.

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Greetings bosses and welcome to my post.

It's actually beautiful to see two different strangers who come together to share one idea, belief, and thought. Two people coming together to build each other is not easy, and it's filled with ups and downs.
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Marriage is a beautiful stress on its own, and the way both couples handle this beautiful stress is the determinant of the product they will bring forth in the nearest future.

I am not the best person to talk about marriage because I have not yet gotten married, but for the sake of the article, I will share my thoughts about knowledge from a single guys perspective.

*Let's dig in shall we?*

I thoughts about marriage is that - marriage is a beautiful tool that can be used to give birth to life and death. The determinant of the positive or negative product of marriage is dependent on both spouses, in the fact that both needs to play their role appropriately without any problems. The wife should be a "wife" and not try to overshadow the husband, and the husband should also be a husband, but also, assist the woman in some petty ways.

Marriage is can give birth to death in the sense that if the spouse are no tamed together very well, it could lead to death of either spouse as a result of domestic violence and it can also breed the children with or without good health, but in an unfavorable environment (due to the parents irresponsible attitudes) and as such, the child will have a bad first agent of socialization, leading to a very bad future for that child..

*Checking the audience..... Hope you love what you're reading?*

*Let's continue*

Marriage could bring about life if the spouses are properly tamed before going into marriage. A responsible home filled with love, care and minimal responsible quarrels between parents, and descipline, will bring about "life." The home will be happy and the children? They will grow up to be Bright and have a good future because they have a good first agent of socialization.

I think that marriage is the foundation of the betterment of the society or community, a good marriage will bring forth a bright society but a bad one? Well, it'll bring the opposite.

*Hope you are enjoying the write up? You should give me a follow if you find it interesting*

As said earlier, I am not yet married but from the married people around me here in Nigeria, Marriage is a No No. I don't know if they are forced to get married to be honest. The children here learn most of their things from their peer groups and they put it out to he society. That's why you see smokers, rapist, people who do drugs and other unlawful and irresponsible act. But, when I see people from outside the country, mostly Canada, California (mainly Europe) I always feel like marrying but not from my country. I know I cannot marry from outside my country as an Igbo Nigerian person, and as such, I will just have to perfect the person I want to end up with, teach her my ways and learn to accommodate some of her ways too.

Marriage is really worth the troubles.. YES it does. Irrespective of the ups and downs, it's really worth it because the next generation is on the hands of the current generation and if the current generation set the right pace, the next will lead a good life in respect to what they learnt from their good parents.

I am not married yet and please correct me anywhere you think I said something that is not correct.

Thank you boss for stopping by my post, I really appreciate you..

I hope to see you next time boss.

Greetings bosses and welcome to my post.

The world could be a cruel place to be in and it could also be a beautiful place as well as a stressful place. What the world is to you is dependent on the hard and smart work you put into your path of financial vindication.

This post is based on a true life story, and I want to use this medium to motivate everyone out there who think that life is worst to them.

Life is really cruel and heartless to me, but in all, we move forward never to go back wards. I believe that giving up isn't an option because all other works will be a waste if I give up now.

**THE STORY**

Nwothini was born to a great family of 4 with him being the second son, while having an eldest sister and two other brothers.

Growing up, things began to go north and I had to fend for myself from a very young age. I was around 6-8 years old when I first made my 2 thousand Naira with hard work. Back then, 2 thousand Naira is like 6 thousand Naira now, and I was paid this money on a weekly basis.

I worked with a wholesale shop. I was the short distance transporter then and my boss transported long distance. At times I do follow him for long distance transportation while his wife was the accountant. Back then, I do use a wheel barrow for short distance transportation and it was really stressful.

I worked for sometime after which I quit because of the stress and my body was too young to keep up with that stress.

After some time, when I was around 9 - 10 years of age, I got another job where I was paid the same amount.

I worked with a man who bakes meat roll, egg role, fish roll, burger and many things. (He taught me this skill which I've forgotten now though) and still paid me cause the work load was much. After I finished baking with him, the suppliers will carry it on their show glass and hawk it around.

I got feeding from there a x I didn't have to spend much money because after everything, I will save some, and bring some home to add to the feeding money for my family.

Dad left when I was born, so it was just mom and she refused to remarry.

I thought I had found vindication from my current work, because I was able to support my family financially but life had a very interesting path for me.

I wouldn't say we were poor, but middle class because everyone strived hard to make sure that we survived.

After some years of working there and schooling at the same time, mom said we had to relocate to the east (imo state Nigeria) which we did, but I was really pained because I was making a living and I was really happy with my current work.

We relocated to the east thinking that the path will be better, not knowing that things was about to get really bad. After much struggles, I couldn't bare it no more, so I had to look for something to do.

That was when I started going for laborer job. I mixed cement for a brick layer at the age of 16 and I did it for some time and still doing it till date.. yes even as a Nursing student.

After all the ups ad downs, I managed to graduate from secondary school with a good grade which still surprises me up till date, and that was when I decided to do nursing.

My nursing career is as a result of what life has thrown to me and I really don't want nobody to face such. I'm just summarizing things here to be honest.

I started my nursing career few years ago and it has been filled with ups and downs. We had a hangout in hive learners community last Monday and I told them I nearly committed suicide at one stage of life, but seeing why I started, looking at the people that are with me, and looking at tons of people out there I will help via charity, I decided to keep living.

Currently, I am a man of many talents.


At my current age, I do go for carpentry works,

I carry blocks for a block company,

I manage my provision store which I opened with the money gotten from the little jobs I do,

I still know how to fix wires (electrician)


I know how to sew (tailoring)

And I am still a blogger and crypto spot trader.
If someone told you that I do these things, will you believe? NO. I do anything for money except illegal things.

I do anything that could get money and all these money I forward to my schooling.. yes.. when I started hive newly, I removed the money I got due to school problems, and even in Steemit (I was an author there too... My username is @ delightharris), I had to power down and channel the money into my school.

Currently I am owing a 125,000 Naira but I'm just hoping and working hard towards it. I believe in my hard and smart works and I believe in my creator to give me strength... What don't kill me will always make me stronger in life, and this, I will accomplish and get my license to practice, then impact the world positively.

**THE MOTIVATION**

One things I've come to learn in life is that, if you're like a Christian that prays for God to do everything for you, my dear you'll perish. I believe that God has given us "dominion." In genesis he said "and let them have dominion." This implies that I have the power to do things, I have the authority to command things to work for me, but all these I could achieve through hard and smart work, including determination, self control, positive spirituality, loyalty, humility, as well as good vibes.

I am a student nurse currently who is in his Final years, and my dream of charity is about to be accomplished by Grace.

So what is holding you? If I could realize myself at age 6 and get out of my comfort zone to work, what about you? Yes two people ain't the same, but you're better than a 6 year old.

Irrespective of what life is throwing at us, we should be strong enough to fight head on with it. What doesn't kill you will make you stronger and, and if I die trying, it's better for me than to lead a miserable and poor life.

If you feel like crying in the process, shout out loud and cry your heart out.. if you feel angry and annoyed, look at your reflexion in a mirror and ask yourself, what is wrong and how I'm I going to solve this problem.. if you feel like giving up, remind yourself why you started and the people who are hoping that you make it in life, and when you reach your dreams, **put in kindness to the world,** help the needy, and tell them to help other persons and by so doing, the world will be a better place.

The change you seek begins from you.

Thank you for reading, I really appreciate you stopping by, and all the support I have been getting.

I love you all.

The good old days in front of Basement wing C University of Benin Nigeria

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As I woke up this morning, what crept into my heart is the present shift of government that just happened in my lovely country Nigeria. The new regime began on 29th May, 2023 with a handing out proceedings which led to the emergence of the new government.
Immediately the new president came on board, in his first speech the issue of fuel subsidy removal was included which really shook the books and crannies of the nation. The next day, the fuel price per litre increased to 530 naira which really distorted lots of things presently.
In my dear nation, the price of fuel virtually determines the price of every other products in the market.
Yesterday, I embarked on a journey to a new by local government Area hmmm the transport fare was increased almost by 100% I had to pay like that. How would one cope with this? In a country where the economic status remains the same with no increase in salary/welfare package how would one survive this sudden change? Is there hope for us again?
I will like to share some practical ways that would help you stay relevant and empowered even amidst of the present predicament.

Kindly diverse or diversify your income source instead of depending on one. I realised that one of the stable income source is hive blockchain. It's high time for people to delve into hive and explore all the possibilities that had been dormant there. Since my journey in hive, I have really improved my writing skills and passion towards other communities.
Your hobby can also determine your choice of a community where you can be engaged with activities.
Patience is another virtue that I would those of us from this country to implore. Let's give the new government time to settle down in order to start fixing the things they can.
Since there's no reasonable increase in the income, one must try to shrink some things that might not be of urgent need. Scale of preference is cardinal in the present situation. What you can't afford just be calmed .
Time management is also very important. Don't waste much time on unproductive events.

FINALLY
Don't compete with anyone because all fingers aren't equal neither are they same. Persevere, pay the price and keep striving towards improving your finances by securing more opportunities to better your life and family.
thanks for visiting my blog.

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My entry for hiveopenmic week 164 with theme: hopeful. A hymn cover by @fasacity titled my hope is built.
Looking at this topic, my thought drifted to the current status of my country Nigeria where things are in disarray.
Many things seems not to be working accordingly.
A country blessed with lots of graduates but high percentage rate of unemployed youths littering the streets.
It's not only the country but individuals as well. Things are becoming difficult for families.
Recently, I faced some challenges and turbulent situation that really made me to redefine my faith and my pursuit of God. I realised that the only succour I have is Jesus Christ. My hope now is in Jesus.
I chose this hymn because it really ministered to me and the wordings especially the chorus lifted my Spirit.
Please never mind my frog-like voice and the amateur keyboardist display I hope to improve and do better . Follow me as we sing the song together.
lyrics
1.My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
Chorus
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
Lyrics source

ESP
Mi entrada para la semana 164 de hiveopenmic con el tema: esperanza. Una versión del himno por @fasacity titulado mi esperanza se construye.
Mirando este tema, mi pensamiento derivó a la situación actual de mi país Nigeria donde las cosas están en desorden.
Muchas cosas parecen no funcionar como es debido.
Un país bendecido con muchos licenciados, pero con un alto porcentaje de jóvenes desempleados por las calles.
No se trata sólo del país, sino también de los individuos. Las cosas se están poniendo difíciles para las familias.
Hace poco, me enfrenté a algunos retos y situaciones turbulentas que me hicieron redefinir mi fe y mi búsqueda de Dios. Me di cuenta de que el único socorro que tengo es Jesucristo. Ahora mi esperanza está en Jesús.
Elegí este himno porque realmente me ministró y las palabras, especialmente el estribillo, elevaron mi espíritu.
Por favor, no os preocupéis por mi voz de sapo y por mi teclista aficionado, espero mejorar y hacerlo mejor. Síganme mientras cantamos la canción juntos.
lyrics
1.Mi esperanza se basa en nada menos
Que Jesucristo, mi justicia;
No me atrevo a confiar en el marco más dulce
Sino apoyarme totalmente en el nombre de Jesús.
Coro
En Cristo, la Roca sólida, estoy de pie;
Todo otro suelo es arena que se hunde,
Todo otro suelo es arena que se hunde.

Cuando la oscuridad vela Su bello rostro
descanso en Su gracia inmutable;
En cada alto y tormentoso vendaval
Mi ancla se mantiene dentro del velo.
Fuente de la letra


3Speak

Traveling is one the hobby I enjoy doing, it gives me ample time to sight-seeing. Having finished my clearance getting ready for compulsory one year service to my country Nigeria. I woke up around 6:30am dressed up to travel back to my state. With my bags already packed.

I ate the food given to me by the people I stay with after which I set out for the long journey.

Our bus left around 11:00am we reached my home town Nkpor in Anambra state early around 3:00pm because the driver was a young man of 30 years who drives so fast though at point we began fearing for a safety.

My people and I were thankful to God for the journey mercies and I pray that I will find favour during the one year compulsory program.

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As a Nigerian, choosing between long life and wealth with he current state of my country is quite tempting and confusing at the same time. It's been long I saw this topic, but I could not decide what to choose, health or wealth. I have finally made my decision, and here I am, sharing it with everyone.

I asked some persons about their take, and they told me that the choose wealth over health, and they asked me a particular question that I can't answer uptilll date and that question is: if you chose long life over wealth and live long, with which money will you fend for yourself?

This question has been ringing in my head but I just reminded myself of happiness. Happiness is the key to anything prosperous, and with happiness, one can enjoy their life with their loved ones irrespective of wether or not there is wealth.

On this note, my take on this topic is ......

*Wanna know my response to this topic? Well, Let's dive in*

Health they say is wealth, but in Nigeria, trust me, wealth is health. We have this mentality that money could buy anything, including health, and our government is proving us right. Without money, an individual is nobody in Nigeria. The price of fuel skyrocketed in just 48hrs as if fuel is now a crypto currency

*But anyways*

Irrespective of the ups and downs, my take for this particular topic is...........

*Here we go*

I choose health over wealth. I prefer to healthily live long and be happy with the little I have than to die young.

Long life has its own advantages trust me. I will love to live long and see my great grand children play in my parlour, I will love to watch over them while they are sleeping and I will love to tell them stories of my life encounters.

My grand parents died before I knew it and as such, I grew up without knowing who they are. I would not want that for my grandchildren, so, I will love to live long and let them ask me different questions about life, while I answer. I have tons of questions I was to ask my grandparents but, well, I didn't meet them.

There is no doubt, I love money... Yes, I really love money because with money comes power and with power comes control over everything, and I would want to be as powerful as ever, but what is the use of the power when I will die young and would not get the chance of enjoying my life to the fullest? Thinking of this topic, I have come to realize that money is not everything, and trust me, the fact that I will be wealthy wouldn't mean that I would not need anything again... Even the rich and wealthy, will always ask for something.

For me, there is no need for being wealthy when I could enjoy the rest of my life with my loved ones.

Thank you for stopping by my blog.

I hope to see you next time.

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• Zambia- The real Africa
• Kenya - the pride of Africa
• Tanzania - Brain of Africa (Bongo)
• Gambia- the smiling coast of Africa

Hello everyone.
I did a short introduction using the add story tab.

I think I should add it here too.

I am Joy, going with the username jmis101.
A single Nigeria 26 years old lady.

I hope to learn how things work here.

Thank you very much.

Our movement from one place to another is an important aspect of humans and because of this movement, diverse means of transportation has been innovated. Some are made for short distance transportation while others are made for long distance transportation.

A day before yesterday being Sunday, I decided to use a vehicle meant for short distance travel, to embark on a long distance journey and it was scary and filled with fun . It was scary because of the low security in the country Nigeria and it was fun because scary events are fun afterwards

So, on Sunday, I decided to travel from Abia state Nigeria down to my home town: imo state Nigeria and this journey is about 104 km,
Screenshot from Google.

But I used a tricycle (keke) to embark on this journey. Normally, the time duration of travel with a car should be around 1hr 30mins but I spent about 3 - 4 hrs on the road in an uncomfortable tricycle.

The reason I'm sharing this with everyone is so that the readers will learn the name of places and would not get lost when traveling from Abia state to ino state or from imo state to abia state.

*Sooooo, Fasten your seatbelt let me take you through my journey on Sunday.*

So, I went out of where I stay at umuahia abia state, and I got a tricycle that took me to "gate." Gate is a place in umuahia abia state.

This was when I boarded a tricycle to gate.

Before I got to "gate"
A picture of me in "gate."

Reaching gate which was my first stop, came down from the tricycle and entered another tricycle to a place called "Onu Imo." Onu Imo is a place where the land of imo state begins from abia state.. basically, that place is the boundary between imo state and abia state. This journey took roughly about 30 minutes.

This place is called okpara square. I got to this place few minutes after I continued my journey from gate

This place is called tower.

After few minutes of driving, I got to Onu Imo.
Me in Onu Imo.

From here, i was lucky to see a tricycle down to my place, Isiala Mbano. Isiala Mbano is the name of my local government Area.

The journey from Onu imo to Mbano took about 2hours, and it was very much uncomfortable.. due to the back seat of the tricycle was full, I seated at the front seat with the driver and we had to manage one seat together. What made it very much uncomfortable was that I had to hold my bags at the front with me. I kept my bigger bag at the floor of the tricycle and my back bag, I held on my hands.

This was how I sat through out the 2 hour journey. It was as if I was placed on a punishment

My back bag.

My bigger bag on the floor of the tricycle.
45 minutes into our journey, we lost sight of civilization and this was when I became scared different thoughts came into my head and I was thinking - what if I get kidnapped? What if unknown gun men decided to come at this time? What if this and what if that.

There was no one at our front.

There was no body at our back.

After travelling for some time, we finally got to where people were and this place is called "isinweke"

Isinweke

After we got to isinweke, we still continued the journey until we got to a place called "oriagwu"
Oriagwu

From there, we continued our journey. After going for some distance, the driver decided to refuel, and we got a fueling station where we filled the tank of the tricycle, and continued with the endless journey.


At this point, the driver got fed up with me taking pictures of everything in sight and he decided to ask me why I was doing that, but I just told him that I'm a blogger and I'm doing it for my page

We continued our journey and at last, we got to Isiala Mbano Local government Area.

*Yay..... At last*

But.......... This wasn't the end of the journey yaknow, I had to look for a motor cycle to take me to my house at "Ibeme" and this lasted for about 30 - 45mins interval. At this point, I was becoming frustrated because I was really tired and scared at the same time.

Me at mbano

The motorcycle I used for the journey

When we left Mbano and was heading to my place - Ibeme

Me ontop of the motorcycle

The scary road

When I reached a place I knew and my nerves got relaxed ... All the tension was lost and I became confident again

I later got home around 5:30pm and I had to hurry immediately to see the king of my place. It's not compulsory though by I made it a routine to go to his place for blessings anytime I go back to my village.

After seeing my king, I went back home and refreshed then I slept like there was no tomorrow..

So, thats all about my endless journey.
Thank you for reading through, it really means a lot to me.

ALL IMAGES BELONG TO ME AND WAS TAKEN BY ME WITH MY TECHNO SPARK 4 MOBILE PHONE. PROPER CITATION WAS DONE ON THE ONE THAT DON'T BELONG TO ME.

INTRODUCTION



[Img src](https://www.pexels.com/photo/white-house-572779/)

Outside this country, Nigeria, people complain of police brutality and they brag of how honest their armed forces are but in Nigeria, it is worst.

*WELCOME TO NIGERIA MY COUNTRY*

The forces are meant to protect the people of a given locality against themselves and foreign invaders and this responsibility is first in their life, however in my country, things aren't how they seem.

I have an experience with some police people in Abiriba and to be honest, after that day, I prefer jungle justice to submitting criminals to police irrespective of the fact that jungle justice is illegal. Jungle justice basically means taking the laws into your hands and passing out punishment.


HAVE YOU EVER HAD AN EXPERIENCE WITH A MEMBER OF THE FORCE?


I have had an experience with the force and it was not funny, to be honest.

After that day, I became very much angered at the sight of any police force and I preferred taking laws into my hands.


WHAT LED TO THE ALTERCATION?

[Img src](https://www.pexels.com/photo/man-in-black-long-sleeve-shirt-holding-a-laptop-5496473/)

Few months ago, I was in my lodge relaxing on a weekend, then I decided to go to a phone charging center to plug my phone. When I was passing through my school, I noticed that our school gardener was being beaten by the students and when I asked why, they told me that the guy stole from them.

They said that he went into the boys hostel and stole the phones and power banks of the hostel dwellers. When I asked why he (the gardener) was the primary suspect, they told me that he brought in a new face into the school a day before the theft, and the gardener was going round the school and he even entered the girls hostel. Then they said that they saw a students power bank in his possession which he wrapped with a labour party flyer, and he claimed that it was his brothers own, but a student confirmed ownership of the power bank through the aid of the power banks receipt after unwrapping it.

A civil defence officer saw what was happening and intervened, the officer said that we should take him to the police station, which we did. On our way to the police station, some persons in including me was kicking against the action, but I couldn't stop him because he is an officer and our home sister agreed to take the gardener to be police station.

When we got there, the police was always saying "pay this, pay that" and the police men and women started their "protocols," saying that we should do some paper works and write down police statement which we did. The victim testified to the police in how the thing went and why he was the primary suspect but what the police said was that "we should go back to school, they will come to school to check us, and still do their investigation."

When they said this, I knew something was off, so I collect the number of their A.S.P. I called him in the evening of that day same day, I called the ASP to remind him of their coming but what he told me was that his boys was not around, they went to another movement, and they will be with me shortly. I said okay, and then I ended the call.

I allowed him for that day, and I called him the next day, but he told me that he was busy, and will call me back later... What I told him was: if nothing is done by the police, we the students will go for a protest and carry out jungle justice if the gardener is released without provider the lost phones and power banks. After saying that, the ASP of police said that I should calm down, they have things under control.

*Enjoying it yeah?*

*Okay, let's ride on*


HOW WAS IT SETTLED?

After all trials and error with the police, the information we heard from our home sister was that the gardener was placed on bail out. When we heard this, we became very mad at the home sister and threatened to do what was on our mind but the home sister was begging us to calm down.

*Look at me flaring up, but none of my stuff was stolen*

Anyways, I was Soo disappointed in the police and I couldn't bring my self to call the ASP of police. My morale quenched when our principal called us and begged us to calm down and forget about things which we did to respect her and the image of nursing.

With this my experience, I resorted to believing in jungle justice but I know I can't hurt a fly though. I was sooo, bittered that the gardener was not brought to justice but instead, the police was only interested in the bail money.

INTRODUCTION



[Img src](https://www.pexels.com/photo/white-house-572779/)

Outside this country, Nigeria, people complain of police brutality and they brag of how honest their armed forces are but in Nigeria, it is worst.

*WELCOME TO NIGERIA MY COUNTRY*

The forces are meant to protect the people of a given locality against themselves and foreign invaders and this responsibility is first in their life, however in my country, things aren't how they seem.

I have an experience with some police people in Abiriba and to be honest, after that day, I prefer jungle justice to submitting criminals to police irrespective of the fact that jungle justice is illegal. Jungle justice basically means taking the laws into your hands and passing out punishment.


HAVE YOU EVER HAD AN EXPERIENCE WITH A MEMBER OF THE FORCE?


I have had an experience with the force and it was not funny, to be honest.

After that day, I became very much angered at the sight of any police force and I preferred taking laws into my hands.


WHAT LED TO THE ALTERCATION?

[Img src](https://www.pexels.com/photo/man-in-black-long-sleeve-shirt-holding-a-laptop-5496473/)

Few months ago, I was in my lodge relaxing on a weekend, then I decided to go to a phone charging center to plug my phone. When I was passing through my school, I noticed that our school gardener was being beaten by the students and when I asked why, they told me that the guy stole from them.

They said that he went into the boys hostel and stole the phones and power banks of the hostel dwellers. When I asked why he (the gardener) was the primary suspect, they told me that he brought in a new face into the school a day before the theft, and the gardener was going round the school and he even entered the girls hostel. Then they said that they saw a students power bank in his possession which he wrapped with a labour party flyer, and he claimed that it was his brothers own, but a student confirmed ownership of the power bank through the aid of the power banks receipt after unwrapping it.

A civil defence officer saw what was happening and intervened, the officer said that we should take him to the police station, which we did. On our way to the police station, some persons in including me was kicking against the action, but I couldn't stop him because he is an officer and our home sister agreed to take the gardener to be police station.

When we got there, the police was always saying "pay this, pay that" and the police men and women started their "protocols," saying that we should do some paper works and write down police statement which we did. The victim testified to the police in how the thing went and why he was the primary suspect but what the police said was that "we should go back to school, they will come to school to check us, and still do their investigation."

When they said this, I knew something was off, so I collect the number of their A.S.P. I called him in the evening of that day same day, I called the ASP to remind him of their coming but what he told me was that his boys was not around, they went to another movement, and they will be with me shortly. I said okay, and then I ended the call.

I allowed him for that day, and I called him the next day, but he told me that he was busy, and will call me back later... What I told him was: if nothing is done by the police, we the students will go for a protest and carry out jungle justice if the gardener is released without provider the lost phones and power banks. After saying that, the ASP of police said that I should calm down, they have things under control.

*Enjoying it yeah?*

*Okay, let's ride on*


HOW WAS IT SETTLED?

After all trials and error with the police, the information we heard from our home sister was that the gardener was placed on bail out. When we heard this, we became very mad at the home sister and threatened to do what was on our mind but the home sister was begging us to calm down.

*Look at me flaring up, but none of my stuff was stolen*

Anyways, I was Soo disappointed in the police and I couldn't bring my self to call the ASP of police. My morale quenched when our principal called us and begged us to calm down and forget about things which we did to respect her and the image of nursing.

With this my experience, I resorted to believing in jungle justice but I know I can't hurt a fly though. I was sooo, bittered that the gardener was not brought to justice but instead, the police was only interested in the bail money.

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