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A story: my new area v I open door see say na Eli. . .mtcheew I hissed, wetin happen I asked, she say she dey bored and she wan come gist with me. For my mind I say so na me Sabi gist and dat other guy sabi do the do. Anyway come inside, na film I wan watch. She came inside and lay down on my bed and I begin dey play game of thrones. Even though the series don try, e get why I play that movie. Innocent aspiring Reverend father like me. Things happen sha, I get some accesses and I was denied some. Make una no ask too much questions but one thing is sure now, Eli no go too hard for me but no be she be my target. Na Zainab. Next day I return Suleiman sound system, come still box am five hundred naira, at all at all na him bad pass. On my way back home, I met AY with one babe like dat, the babe no even fine sef, I just greet dem dey go na so h call me say I no say hi to him babe. Dis babe wey her mouth long like shrew so? Na for my mind I ask the question o, I reach there give the girl hand, na so this babe wan dey form over familiarity, if only she knows my thoughts towards her. Papa Benji you must to kill me today, I no go gree again. . .na the shout wey I dey hear from the other compound as I dey near house be that. Make I branch go look make dem no come tell me story. Na so I branch see mama Benji hold papa Benji trouser, him sef hold her blouse. I no be bad person but I know say this fight go sweet to watch before I know fight don start, compound people don come separate, me sef form good boy say make I go separate, from no where, whether na blow abi na stick, I no even know but wetin happen be say I hear something land for my head na so I blank out. I sha wake up after sometime see say na chemist I dey, dem sha tell me say I faint. Ah! From separating fight again? If u see the way dem wrap bandage for my head, I say make dem give me my cloth, na so I see say my shirt soak with blood. Me wey no get blood, how this amount of blood take comot from my head. Only me walka dey go house na so area people just dey shout sorry Bros, eiya, thank God say nothing do you o. . .all those kind comments, na there I know say I don truly cast for area. I need a break from this area was what I told myself. I reach house, I no even see my key, na so compound people dey tell me sorry as I sit down outside dey think how I go take spoil my key. Come inside before you figure what to do at least so you can relax, one sweet voice wey I hear dey tell me, na Zainab o, good things do happen sometimes, but make I no too look desperate, I said don't worry, I'll be fine, but she still give me the offer second time, I no wait again o, na so I fall in her crib. To be continued. . .

Knowing when to and when not to. . . So many times I've watched people give up and I feel it's too early and have also watched people persist and I feel why so much. I'm not a saint myself as I've given up sometimes and persisted as well. There are times when these attitudes become so annoying and other times it pays but the never give up attitude is not for all cases. When chasing dreams, trying to make ends meet, trying to build something, I'll say never give up because this attitude alone can attract people to want to know what is really behind the project you are fighting so much for. But before embarking on a project as such, make sure you have a proposal and a blueprint so that you can have something to show for what you are really working for. Giving up in such cases is not an option because perciverance is key to success, fighting to achieve a goal is key to achieving a said goal but still, there are cases where one should just let go. If you have tried it over and over again but it's still not working let go and change a pattern, do it in another way, employ other methods, ask questions, learn and try other means, that way you are not giving up completely. I remembered when I was applying to go to the university, I always wanted to study any course related to medicine but the more I try, admission wasn't coming through. So I changed and applied to study any course related to engineering and same year I was admitted to study mathematics. Sometimes you are going to the wrong direction at the right time, instead try changing the route, you just might hit gold. Another aspect that feels so embarrassing when one doesn't know when to and when not to especially to young males is the aspect of finding love. I've seen a guy being slapped before because he didn't know when not to. He was turned down severally but is still pushing hard, the girl got pissed and dished him a series of slaps. How embarrassing. Sometimes too, we have been shown the green light severally but we fail to understand maybe due to our naivety or because we are shy or because we do not know when to, we end up in the friend zone and it takes only the strong willed to leave that zone. To know when to and when not to is really important, so that we can be balanced in the scale of life. Let's learn to read and understand, know what we want and what we are involving ourselves. Ask questions where we do not understand and also know that what will be is definitely going to be. When going for love, we should also understand that not all the people you want to be with will like to be with you, respect people's responses to your jokes and don't force yourself on anybody.

A ruler and a leader We have almost confused these as the same. Many times we assign the roles of a leader to a ruler and that of a ruler to a leader. A ruler (not the ones used to draw lines) is a person at the helm of affairs of an establishment, an embodiment of power and class, a person of the highest standard in hierarchy. One who gives instructions and organize an institution. He is power personified, same as a leader but in a subtle way. Little difference between a ruler and a leader. A ruler gives instructions to the best of his knowledge, all he wants is perfection, no minding the stress or strain anyone has to go through. All he thinks about is himself and his achievements, forgetting that he didn't do it alone. He never wants advice from anyone and no one cares question his authority as he wants to be seen as the most powerful person. A ruler gives instructions and doesn't take ideas from anyone because he feels threatened and insecure. He pushes his subordinates not minding what they might be going through. All he wants is everything to be done the way he wants and how he wants. He is mostly not loved by all, only few who he makes his spies and pay them for information about his subordinates which he pays handsomely for. A leader on the other hand gives instructions, and ask for ideas from his subordinates, he wants to know of any objections and reasons for the objections. He believes he is still growing and can learn from his subordinates. He does not believe in perfection as he knows everyone is bound to make mistakes. He thinks about growing together with everyone around him, he does not personalize any achievements, he believes in the strength of togetherness. He knows he might be the most powerful person but he doesn't go about wielding his powers. A leader always cares for his subordinates and their feelings, he doesn't push them beyond their limits as he understands rest. A leader is mostly loved by all except for a few who might feel different about him. He doesn't require anyone to spy on anybody as he is open to ideas, advices and criticisms. Power tend to sometimes intoxicate and change people. Though with power comes responsibilities but some tend to forget where they started from and want to rule instead of lead. Lead others to become better people and not rule them in any direction of your choice. The weak looks up to the strong to lead but when the strong decides to rule, the weak becomes weaker and the society becomes imbalance. People are scared to air their opinion as they will feel oppressed by their ruler. We should all learn to be leaders instead of rulers. Let the strong carry the weak along and not drag them along.

Living the dream Are we actually living our dreams? As a toddler, I use to say I'd want to be a doctor when I grow up, treating people and providing cure for some ailments. Same with my peers, while we all chose the lucrative white collar jobs, we wished and worked towards them. Some want to be doctors just like myself, others engineers, pilots architects, lawyers and a lot more. No one dared want to be a policeman because they were hated in the society and no one can afford their parents hearing them aspiring to be a police officer. We all grew up still having those dreams, I'm not so sure of working towards them but along the line we all started on different paths. While I went to read mathematics in school, others read various courses and not actually what we wanted as kids. Back to living the dream, I will not entirely rule out living the childhood dreams but I think the best dream to live is the ones you have as an adult. Be that person you always wanted to be, do that thing you want to do, go for that job that makes you happy and be creative. As I write, one of my childhood friend who always wanted to be an engineer ended up studying physics and is now a policeman, another who wanted to be a doctor, ended up studying engineering and is now working in a bank. We all have different things we want to be but due to fear and pressure from family, friends and society, we end up taking a path we never want and end up living our lives just for the cash but not for what we truly want. A dying old man said what he regretted is not living his dreams. He said he always wanted to play the violin but couldn't learn because people expected much from him, he was forced to be an architect instead. He could not also marry the woman he loved because family and society said she was low class. Imagine living with someone you do not love for the rest of your life. Our parents, relatives, friends and even society most times pressure is in to becoming someone else. We tend to obey and follow but deep down we are not really happy. Oftentimes we wish we were someone else, doing things differently but we feel it's too late to go back to that which we want. Live freely, it's not too late to acquire that degree, learn that skill, join that band, go on that journey, visit those places, learn that instrument. Life won't present a second chance, so try and live the life now, live the dream, be who you want to be and spend time with those you want to, so that on your dying bed, you won't be filled with regrets. Go out there and live the dream, it's never too late.

Friendship Ever wondered what the true meaning of friendship is? I still wonder though because friendship has millions of definitions according to each one's understanding and perspectives. Friendship is a bond, sometimes stronger than blood, a covenant not to let the other down, a promise to always be there, a chance to prove loyalty. . . friendship I'll say cannot be defined. Overtime, we've all made friends some which stayed through thick and thin, some left, some pushed you, others let you down. I remember a friend who was happy if we both failed. Some friends are angels while some. . .'frenemies' I've made friends who have stayed like my brothers, fought for me, laughed with me, cried with me, failed and succeeded with me. I've also lost some friends who I thought would stay forever, some to death others to our different ways of lives and choices we made. Though I never wished to loose any friend but with life, you are bound to come across surprises. If you have a true friend, you can relate to what friendship means, they'll ride with you till the wheels fall of, continue trekking with you until you get old and you will get worn out together. I envy my dad each time he tells me of his friend from his youthful days who is still his friend till date. Some friends will want to see you grow, want to grow with you and will stand no matter the storm. Sometimes you feel you've met a good friend and when the storms of life abound, you realize that you are standing all alone. I once read a story of a friend who went to sell his phone to get drugs for his friend's sick mother. Tell me of such a loyal friend and I'll tell you he's more than a brother. I thought I had friends while growing up, we played together, ate together, bath together and even slept together but now we are adults and everyone seem to busy for the other. We hardly talk as we tend to ignore our calls and chats. I wonder what I'll tell my children when they ask me who I was in those pictures with. Maybe someday, we will all reminisce and remember the good old days, try to reach out to each other but we'll be too far apart and no matter how much we Tru, the bond is already severed. "Twenty kids cannot play together for twenty years", I used to doubt this sentence but now I believe whole heatedly. I truly miss the friends I grew up with but am I sure that they miss me? Keep your friends close, and if they ever want to leave, do not force them to stay because if you do, you might be seen as desperate. Always make sure you check up on them ones in a while, create groups and join in the conversations. To all of my friends, I miss and love you and to those I've lost to death, rest in peace, until we meet again.

A story: my new area iv Where I wan start so, party don scatter DJ don run sorry collect slap and now sound system don lost. . .I remember say na the song wey I dey play before party scatter truly be dat. Who send Joeboy make e sing this kind bad song so. I knock dem mama chidi house, I ask, dem no see my sound system. . .oga pay me my balance, this man no wan gree o, e say party no finish. This man wan see my madness be dat but wait make I find my sound system first. Next I go AY room, without knocking I barge inside. The guy dey smooch one girl, I no even care I ask am for my sound system straight. Him sef no see am. I don check all the rooms, down to ustaz and Babatunde, no show. I don die for Suleiman hand. Thank God for the rice and maltina wey I been come hide for room, na vex I go use chop the food today make I dey think of story to tell Suleiman concerning him sound system. As I begin chop, I hear knock for my door, I think say na police done show back, I dey find where to hide for my room but nothing even dey to hide for the back, so I answered in almost a whisper, who dey there? It's me your neighbor, a feminine voice replied. I walked towards the door and opened, guess who? Zainab was standing there with the sound system and my laptop sorry desktop charger. I no even know wetin excite me, whether na the sound system or na Zainab. Anyway this party no too bad sha, as I don make new friend and my sound system no lost. Baba Chidi dey owe me 4k as in four thousand naira and him wan joke with me. Make I go show am madness was all I could think all through the night. First thing in the morning, I don reach there, e be like say him see the seriousness for my eyes and without argument, him give me my money straight. We move as the popular saying goes. Back in my room, I meet my phone dey ring, na mumcy dey call me. After exchanging pleasantries, she say she and popsy wan come see my new place. How can I allow them come and see me in such a mess? I quickly tell her say I no dey house as the new church wey I dey attend dey do retreat and na there I dey almost base now. I could hear the surprise in her voice cos na force she dey force me go church for house. God be with you son, na so call take end. I don escape this one. Usta came back home after two days, him come dey ask me of my body, I tell am say I no sick o, e say him hear say police slap me. . .ah!! I don cast for this compound. Who tell you? Him say na babatunde. I just hiss tell am say na rumor, we just gist small and him tell me how him take escape. Eli sef don finish honeymoon as her boyfriend don go, she sef see me dey ask me how body, who tell you say I dey sick? Na Babatunde tell us say dem slap you o. Ha!!! I need to deal with this Babatunde if not na so the whole area go soon know say dem slap me. Babatunde, I dey respect you for this compound o, why you go dey tell everybody say police slap me, nawa for you o, na woman you suppose be because this kind thing wey you dey do no good. No vex, na dem ask me that's why I tell dem. Bros abeg stop this kind thing, I no go like make me and you get issue for this compound. No vex my guy. We shook hands and I went back to my room. Make I plug my laptop use watch film before dem carry light, na 7pm be dis and na 9 dem go carry light so I fit watch one movie finish. Who dey knock my door so? Who is there? Una fit guess who na, make I go open door To be continued. . .

A story: My new area iii Las las I see sound system borrow from Suleiman, my home boy. That guy always got my back after I don drop 1k promise am say I go bring food from part for am. I no even know as the day take go, as wetin dey my mind na make time for party reach make I see food chop, play music and collect money. Time is 2pm, I don go the next compound, set my sound system, connect am with my laptop don dey drop some kind music but I no gree go far from there because I no trust anybody. 4pm, naming start with church members coming to pray. As I no get gospel music apart from 'Ekueme', i just put the song on repeat, come see as church people dey eye me o, after all that song as pesin talk fit make person return looted palliative with tears for dem eyes. One bro come meet me say make him send me gospel songs, I come gree o. See busy body Bros, my laptop wey don turn desktop wey I dey use form, na so the guy remove my charger, laptop off. Una need to see the eyes wey I take look the bros, him just dey apologize. After church people go, na so I start to dey play music, people dey dance, I dey feel like one important DJ. I look crowd na so I see zainab, that girl wey dey my compound. I dey rep my compound people and dem dey proud. Ustaz was there too, plenty food and shayo to go round. All wetin I dey do na to just change music. People don shayo, na so some guys bring out weed , d whole place just dey boom of music, alcohol and weed. Everywhere just dey make sense before I know, na so I see people dey run. Wetin dey happen, I no even care to ask or know, na so I remove charger from laptop, join the race o, na police don come raid. I for escape o, but I remember say Suleiman sound system dey there and I don promise am say nothing go happen. I no get choice than to come back. I reach compound na so I dey sneak make I go enter my room like say I no know wetin dey happen. Next thing wey I hear na hold it there!!! I just pause like tv game, the officer jack my trouser dey call him colleague say him don catch the DJ and the DJ na Yahoo boy. Double wahala. Officer abeg I no be Yahoo boy was the only thing I could say before the guy deaf me. Aswear that man get degree for slap. I see stars, in short, nothing I no see. Where your room, na the next thing wey I hear, I pointed all the rooms for the compound because I no even remember my own room. At last we enter my room after dem see say nothing even dey the room, dem say make I bail myself. But officer, bail is free na and besides I no do anything, na for my mind I talk am o. At last dem collect four thousand naira from my hand come free me. Headache dey worry me and I no dey even too hear sef, wetin I remember na sound system. I enter the next compound, I no see my sound system, I look around to no avail. Sound system don lost o, another wahala To be continued. . .

Acquiring formal education or learning a skill Learning a skill has become the order of the day as even graduates want to acquire one. Education according to research can be the process of receiving or giving systematic instruction, especially at a school. It can also be an enlightening experience facilitating learning or acquisition of knowledge, values, beliefs and habits. Education can be given in a formal or informal setting and experiences that has a formative effect on the way of ones thoughts, acts or feelings may also be considered. In Nigeria, education begins informally as a child's brain is said to be tabula rasa upon birth to developmental stages. The parents begin by introducing simple commands and instructions to the child to help him develop develop communication and understanding skills. At the age of two, formal education is introduced as most parents register their child(ren) in schools, the kindergarten class to be precise where the child begins to learn formally the communication skills by interacting with other kids of his age, exchanging toys and communicating in their own way. Education in Nigeria can be rigorous, as since the beginning of learning, a child has to spend two years in nursery class, five to six years in primary classes, three years in the junior secondary classes and another three years in senior secondary classes, summing up to thirteen or fourteen years to obtain a senior secondary certificate after which the child proceeds to the university where he spends a minimum of four years and a maximum of nine years depending on the course of study to obtain a university degree after which a compulsory one year of service. The young man or woman starts applying for jobs if he has no connections, he is liable to spend more years unemployed and inexperienced. And on getting a job, (s) he'll be asked of his experience as it really matters to the organization. Acquiring a skill on the other hand is a form of informal education where a child is sometimes not in all cases forced to learn a trade or a skill so as to enable him cater for himself and sometimes his parents and siblings. Learning a trade does not begin as early as the formal education, a child tends to have reached the age of seven before being enrolled to learn a skill. Such skills includes tailoring, carpentry, shoemaking, barbing among others. Sometimes, learning a trade takes up to five years or more depending on the child's ability to understand and learn the tenets of the skill and also the child's level of seriousness, compared to the fourteen years being spent to acquire a senior secondary certificate. Though learning a skill keeps a child it of school which makes the child lack any form of formal education. A university graduate, most times after spending some time at home unable to secure a paying job resolves to learning a trade to help them sustain the hardship and become independent. In my opinion, once a child can aquire the basics of formal education, he should opt to learn a trade.

A story: my new area ii Eli Sabi cook no be small, I dey suspect say she even go catering school but what do I care? Na food me just want chop. She cooked rice and beans and I must confess it's very tasty, abi na because I never too chop better food sha. After Eli don wish my food, I say make I stay chop with her, na so one guy enter compound, una need to see as Eli run go jump on the guy, I nearly run follow the other door as I think say na thief don show but na Eli boyfriend. The guy tall, get chest like wrestler and him fine smooth face come compliment him body structure. Well it's time to go, I carry my food enter my room go chop. But my curiosity no allow me o, I say make I go listen to updates na so I pass Eli room. Wetin I hear, na only me still dey imagine am. As e don be now, I really need to concentrate on becoming a Reverend father. I went back to my room to rest but I was restless so I just decide to go stroll. Dem get one uncompleted building wey dey our area, as I dey pass, I begin dey smell weed from the building, me wey Sabi fear smokers like dis, make I turn dey go back house to avoid stories that touch, na so I hear pesin dey call my name. Guess who guys, na ustaz o, ustaz na bad boy. . . I enter the next compound make I dey acquainted with my neighbors, na so I see say dem dey cook plenty food, e be like say party wan happen here o. As I ask, dem tell me say na mama Chidi dey do naming today and party na dis evening but one problem dey, dem never see DJ hire cos of their low budget. Make una no even go far sef, me na DJ. Work wey I do for school till I graduate. Me and baba Chidi negotiate, him later agree to pay 10k and na him generator set we go use. My compound people go soon witness my many talents. Na where to go borrow sound system remain o. Make I go scout the rooms maybe I go see borrow, if not, na to call some of my friends after all my laptop wey don turn desktop still dey and I get music choke am. DJ darniejhay on the beat. I forgot to mention the other lady for our compound wey I no know her name, I don ask and her name na Zainab. My people, make I no lie that girl set pass all the other girls wey dey our area but she no dey talk and even mingle with people. Other info wey I get about her be say na sales rep for one of those big malls. I must become friends with this girl o, so dat I go dey get discount wen I go buy something from their mall. . .u guessed right now be only mall, where I wan get the money to go the mall from? I wan chyke the babe after all I be fine boy small. Make I go borrow sound system, I go update una as the party go later, gist full this new area, make una stay tuned. DJ darniejhay signing out.

A story: My new area Well. . .my name as seen is Daniel but I go by my nickname darniejhay, not many know me by that name though as na name wey only my friends dey call me. Wen I say friends, I mean my real homies wey we start together. I be graduate from one of these universities o, even though for my mind I know book ehn, na by force I take graduate. All my lecturers hate me, though no be their fault, na because dem feel say I no too Sabi book so dem dey always fail me. I go gist una about my University days supsiquently as the story dey go. Please pardon my use of English, na mathematics I read for school. After service wey man no see work do, na hustle be the next thing, no ask me how I dey hustle, I just know say I Sabi do any and every work even though I no go do am well, I go sha try my best to make sure say I fix your small problem, only be say another one wey big pass that problem fit sup base on my previous work. I be mechanic, tailor, plumber, carpenter, just name it, I get idea. Staying with my parents has become stressful even though dem no dey complain, dem don dey send a whole Aluta dragon go buy salt and pepper. Na so I go buy pepper one day I come see one girl wey I been dey eye those days. The matter for no too pain me if to say I never buy the pepper o, but I just buy pepper finish, hold am for hand na so the girl tap my shoulder. Caught in the act abi, girl wey I been don lie for those days say I be ajebo. I just do like say no be me to avoid further embarrassment based on say the girl stop her ride come catch me abi na caught me unawares. Anyway na that day I decide say I dey leave our house make see finish no too much. I gather money from my plenty jobs, at least as I feel say I get 100k like dis na big boy accommodation I go rent at least all those babes wey I no dey fit carry come house go dey visit now. I met one agent who promised to help me get a house. Three days later, him call me say house don show. I go see the house ehn. . .my brothers, I nearly cry, dem say I go dey share toilet with like six people, we go share kitchen too the house na typical face me I face you, but how man go do na, we gaz move. Based on low budget things na, I pay 65k for the house after every every na so I tell my parents say me wan move o, how dem go do than give their blessings? I no get money to buy mattress na so I carry the one wey dey house, anyhow sha, I pimp the room with the remaining 35k, low budget pimping o, na so I move in one Sunday night even though almost everything wey I carry go the house, na from our family house I carry am. Well I'm now living on my own and no be small thing, I miss house o as hunger nearly wound me, if na for house now, I for don find something chop but base on man wey I be, I suppose make new friends sharp sharp before hunger do pursue me go back house. My new area na typical ghetto o, make I tell una about my neighbors first, the one wey him room dey face my own directly na AY, short form of wetin I no know o, d guy na chronic womanizer, different sound track every night, e no dey allow me concentrate wen I dey read Bible. Mtcheew. . .me wey wan be Reverend father na so this guy go dey make me reason bad bad things. There are also Loveth, corper and him corper girlfriend AKA Mr and Mrs corper, Babatunde the chief gossip, dis guy get news about any and every happening both within and without the area, Elizabeth aka Eli Eli, Usman the ustaz and one other lady like dat wey I never know her name. This compound go sweet die as Eli don give me food chop this evening, based on say I be new comer, dem dey pamper me yet, dem never know wetin wan befall them for this compound. I forgot to say there are other compounds sorrounding our compounds, and I hear say na our landlord own the whole compound there. This man na silent millionaire but I hear as e dey change am for ustaz because him never pay nepa bill. I dey laugh o, because person wey no see food chop, wetin him wan use light do? Eli don dey cook o, make I go follow her gist small, in case something go sup

The Hausa people The Hausas are mostly found in the northern part of Nigeria. They constitute the largest ethnic group in northern Nigeria. The Fulani people also settled amongst the Hausas having also largely adopted the Hausas language and culture. The region are mostly Muslims, with Islam being influential in the region the religion was spread among northern Nigeria from Mali, profoundly becoming an influence to the Hausas belief and customs. A small minority of the Hausas known as 'maguzawa' remained pagans or practiced other religions. Politically, the Hausas society were organized on feuds between houses, villages and families where the strongest house or family becomes rulers which are known as emirs or 'sarki' as popularly called in the Hausas dialect. The emir (sarki) is sorrounded by a large number of office holders who ruled and conquered villages as chiefs from which their agents collect taxes. The records of these transactions are written in Arabic. The Hausa people are mostly farmers who farmed sorghum, maize, millet and other grains, with groundnut as a main source of income which brought about the great groundnut pyramid in Kano, depending on the manure from the Fulani cattle. The Hausas are also good business men as they have arrived to succeed in businesses, they also specialize in crafts such as leather woks, silversmithing, thatching, weaving and also hunting. The Hausas are also famous for long distant travellers. Descents, close kind especially cousins are preferred marriage partners. According to the Islamic law, a man is entitled to four wives, which predominantly makes the Hausa men polygamous, with divorce though regulated by Islamic law is frequent. The food in Hausa land are mostly carbohydrates as they tend to prepare grains in different ways, some of their local foods includes Masa made of rice, danwake, brabusko and numerous others with miyan kuka and miyan taushe as the most preferred soup in the average Hausa man's house. It is believed that not a day goes by and either these soups are prepared. The Hausas though presumed hostile are a very friendly people who are willing to learn and teach so long as whatever an individual does has no effect on their religious and cultural beliefs. A Hausa man can defend his culture and religion as the Sharia law is mostly practiced in northern Nigeria. Though the law applies only if you are from the north and of Hausa descent otherwise, the individual will be tried according to the Nigerian law and constitution. The Hausa educational system was predominantly the almajiri form of education where a child is force to leave his parents in search of Islamic education in distant or neighbouring cities or villages where the teachers of Islamic knowledge are referred to as mallams. Though the Hausa mans love for knowledge and civilization has made them adopt formal education even up to university levels. An average Hausa man, learned or not is politically inclined and business oriented, their love for themselves cannot be over emphasized as they believe they are descents of same ancestry. Learning the Hausa language can be easy as a Hausa man feels more comfortable dialoguing in Hausa language or Arabic than English language and so can teach others to understand their language in order to effect an effectual communication.

A thin line between religion and failure Religion was introduced to Africa by the colonial masters many years ago, prior to the coming of the slave maser, Africans though primitive were thriving well, has an organised system and served their own gods which through belief were the strongest. The white came and introduced Christianity and other foreign religions. These religions came with manuals which they referred to as the holy books. We accepted and respected these religions and gave it our best thereby rendering our gods powerless as there was no one ready to pour libations to the gods. Over time, we became adherent of these religions and has these religions grown? Yes but have we grown as individuals? I'll say yes to an extent but we have allowed religion becloud our judgement and our hardworking abilities as we believe in miracles these days other than hard work. So many times, we believe God will do it instead of us rising and doing it by ourselves, making a mockery of the God we claim to serve. I've watched a lot of times when instead of working hard to achieve a desired purpose, we relax and expect a miracle. Success is attributed to God and failure to the devil. Instead of blaming ourselves for the times we failed to deliver, we find somewhere to hang our failure on. Just recently, i watched a video online where Nigerians in their own country were Praying that God should send angels from heaven to go and change the result of elections in the USA. How can that even be possible? the people have come out in mass to vote who they want as their leader in their country and some people somewhere are praying against the voice of the people forgetting that the voice of the people is the vote of God. Little wonders that Africans are suffering, not going out to vote the right persons and staying back at home believing hat God will elect the right leader for them. The question is, how does God has anything to do with the politics of humans? Africans believe everything comes from God whereas those who brought the religion to us believe in hard work. Science is as a result of extensive research, based on findings, dedication and hard work. Little wonders there has been no scientific discovery in Africa. Though we are perceived as backward but if we can work, strive and diligently follow instructions, we will be able to move forward and over take. Remember the pyramids of Egypt, those wonders were erected without the help of any foreign scientist. Maybe our ancestors have died with the brains and left us with only imaginations. We should not allow religion determine everything about us, even in the holy books, emphasis were made to hard work but we want to find the shortest route, then we rely on miracles, expect favors. Though these things happen sometimes, but we should not wait for them to happen before we succeed. Lets learn to succeed on our own so that when these miracles happen, we can appreciate them more. We must learn to always give and take, work hard to succeed and also live a good life. We must also know that having faith and hope alone is not enough in a world of rigorous activities. Success can only come if hard work meets opportunities, a little prayer can be effective if much work is put in place and God will not just surprise a man who sits idle and do nothing, breakthrough only comes to those who strive to attain excellence. God has not confused man, its man who has confused himself with too many beliefs to enrich himself by not working hard. Africans especially needs to wake up and push, with God in our hearts and deeds but laziness should not be excused with beliefs of miracles. Africa will be great if only we can aspire for greatness and work hard rather than waiting for miracles to happen. Truly its a thin line between religion and failure.