VETERINARY MEDICINE in Nigeria is a 6-year course + 1 year Nysc. I personally feel there should be provision for internship and so do other Vet surgeons and students but there is currently no provision for that. In universities abroad, any student that will be admitted to study veterinary medicine is required to have completed [...]
I was jogging this morning and I noticed a person in front of me, about 1/2 a kilometer. I could tell he was running a little slower than me and I thought, well, I shall try to catch him. I had about a kilometer to go my path before I needed to turn off. So [...]
Words can make a potential Osama Bin Laden to become another Martin Luther king Jr. Lovely write-up
OUR DEEPEST FEAR IS NOT THAT WE ARE INADEQUATE; OUR DEEPEST FEAR IS THAT WE ARE POWERFUL BEYOND MEASURE. IT IS OUR LIGHT, NOT OUR DARKNESS THAT MOST FRIGHTENS US. WE ASK OURSELVES, WHO AM I TO BE GORGEOUS, TALENTED, BRILLIANT AND FABULOUS. ACTUALLY, WHO ARE YOU NOT TO BE? WE WERE BORN TO MAKE MANIFEST [...]
Eniola whistled excitedly as she made her way back from the meeting with her publishing company. Her agent had called her the previous day to give her the good news that her manuscript had been accepted and that the publishers wanted to meet to hash out other details.
She waited to get a taxi and when she didn’t get one, started walking with the hope of a cab meeting her on the way. She was too excited to stand still anyway. As she walked, someone waved at her. She stopped and stared but couldn’t place the face. The face looked familiar. The lady looked like someone she had met before but she just couldn’t remember where or who she was.
As she was still squinting, trying to connect a name with the face, the lady crossed the main road and nearly crushed her as she threw her…
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C.Jas, I thought to let you know That sometimes you’re like sensimillia, Throwing me into intermittent spasms of euphoria, Or that I’m an incorrigible drunk, and you my inebriating wine… Source: FOR C.JAS, MY OWN AREWA
About three phones have gone missing in our room in the past five months. When we reported to the school’s security, they only told us that it was a roommate that is responsible. Every one of… Source: SACRIFICE
Have you ever stood before an audience to say something and you open your mouth but nothing comes out for a while? All you can think of at that moment is how you will get off the stage or the front of the class as the case may be. If you think that [...]
The cold bites my skin at night despite the beginning of summer. When the sun is out, it slowly provides comfort here to the living things… like a sweet mother holding her crying baby on her arm ti… Source: The Flashing of Deja Vu In The Thin Air
Interesting write up
Imagine, if you will, a field in Boring, Oregano. It’s a blisteringly hot summer’s day – the kind that makes bark peel off trees to find shelter from the sun’s calamitous gaze.
Cicada is lazing about wearing his customary bling. He’s chomping down on stogies while flipping through the latest copy of Big Buzzo Jumblies. This is what you do when you’re young, dumb and full of hum.
Ant, meanwhile, is nearby, huffing and puffing with a heavy trolley load of corn ears and woodworking equipment. She’s taking these essentials back to her place. She’s got a big project in mind…
“Wassup playa!” says Cicada. “Haul ovah‘n rap wit’ me ‘steada toilin’ moilin’ tha whole dam’ day!”
“I beg your pardon?” says Ant.
“Holla at’cha, yo!” says Cicada. “Hang wit’ me ho, ‘steada slayin’ biz wit’ da wheel whizz!”
“I have no idea what you’re saying,” says Ant. “You…
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