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Why harras the young man… it’s a record for goodness sake and it is meant to be broken!

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Reminds me of this story in my childhood, a thief stole a chicken and was going to the market to sell it, as he passed by his friend’s house, Akpịrị-Ogologo appreciated the good looking chicken and wished him a great sale.

It wasn’t long he was returning and as he passed his friend’s house … his friend Akpịrị-Ogologo asked him how much he sold that good looking chicken.

He said he sold it how much he bought it. His friend didn’t understand how he won’t make profit from a chicken he sold and he sold it so fast. He told Akpịrị-Ogologo that his wife sent message that money was needed urgently at home so he sold to a willing buyer and is hurrying home, with that he left.

What he didn’t know was that his friend knew the owner and after examining the chicken told the owner that his missing chicken was on the way to be sold in the market.

The owner ran with his best friend to the market. At the market the friend priced the thief their chicken and the thief said how much he would buy, the real owner came and priced higher than the thief sold and his friend got angry and they started arguing over the chicken. The friend was like I have concluded with the seller and about to pay, the owner was like; but you’ve not paid I priced higher.

The thief wanted to satisfy both so he asked the friend give him the chicken that he would find a bigger one at the price he agreed to buy, he refused.
He asked the owner to follow him ao he can show him another chicken and he refused too… after much time was wasted he decided he would allow the friend hold the chicken while they go to another seller to buy another one so they can choose… as they were on the road, the friend with the stolen chicken disappeared leaving them confused when they reached as they didn’t find the man holding the chicken to be able to compare. So the real owner declined buying as he couldn’t be sure if he was cheated or not.

You don’t need to be told that Akpịrị-Ogologo got the drum stick 🍗 share from the chicken

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"Privacy is power. People can’t destroy what they don’t know" - Kizz Daniel advices Davido

“Nobody knows how much I charge for shows because I don’t put it out there. I never come publicly to talk properties or money. You don’t see me hang out with celebs or anything. My life is quite private.

"Nobody knows my wife or any important things about me. I feel like this generation is so much in a haste to prove things when in reality they don’t have anything.

"Even with my kids I’m very disciplined, it’s my brother Uthman that spoils them. They see me as the discipline master but one day it will make sense to them.

"Privacy is power. People can’t destroy what they don’t know.“

- Kizz Daniel

Welcome to my page:
Beautiful Ministries with Akpịrị-Ogologo, Where you will Experience & Enjoy laughter on the beautiful side of life with me playing your favorite character "Akpịrị-Ogologo. Let me tell you a Little about this character.

He was a very friendly man. He was also very yahyahyah in attitude. He would attend beer-and-ụgba-panel at Mama Agnes' restaurant, with his friends. Yet, when it came to payment time, Akpịrị either forgot his wallet at home, or somehow miraculously only happened to have Republic du Benin Francs in his pocket. "Oh, I never change this my money o! Okay let me pay tomorrow, ụn'anugo?"

Indeed, he was a yayaya fellow. Therefore, regardless of how friendly he was, Akpịrị-Ogologo's friends were not greatly in love with him.

Having behaved excessively yayaya for a very long time, Akpịrị had drawn the irreversible wrath of these friends in question. They were tired of footing his beer-and-ụgba-panel bills and there could not fathom any other way to stop him from convening with them. Except murder.

Akpịrị's friends planned to kill him..........................................

On the day he was scheduled to die, Akpịrị must have saved a little child from drowning that morning, or he had helped a chicken escape from the trap that was set for an nkapị. This is the only way to explain away how Mama Agnes had managed to sneak in on Akpịrị's friends spraying some ominous powder in a wrap of ụgba which had been saved for Akpịrị.

She lay in wait for him and informed him of what his friends had done. Akpịrị-Ogologo was a very grateful man. He was also a very amused man when he sat with his friends who watched him eagerly as he picked up his wrap of ụgba.

He teased them, and teased them, and drank up all the beer that they bought for him. All the while, he watched them through the corner of his eye and laughed inwardly as their eyes followed his ugba-laden hand every time it moved. When it was time to leave, he got up, put the ụgba in his pocket, and went on home. His friends were relieved. If they knew Akpịrị well, at least he would eat the ugba upon getting home and finding that his rebellious wife had not prepared dinner again...............................................

Caught up in his own ingenuity, and laughing at his friends' stupidity, Akpịrị found a clearing in the bush where he sat to rest his aching feet. He also seized the opportunity to pass some gas, so as to relieve his busting stomach. He then pulled out the ụgba, looked at it, shook his head, and laughed.

His laughter stopped abruptly. He looked to the heavens, and bemoaned his fate. Why did his friends hate him so much, he asked his chị. What had he done to deserve this?

Akpịrị proceeded to cry the tears of a betrayed man. He cried for three long minutes after which he wiped his tears and thanked his chị for saving him from the hands of wicked people. He also prayed for the souls of his friends, asking heaven to forgive them. After he was done supplicating, Akpịrị burst into laughter again. Then he discarded the ugba on the hard brown soil, and shook the plantain leaves vigorously.

"They think they can kill me! Nd'arụrala!"

Then Akpịrị proceeded to lick the plantain leaves clean of the oil-and-potash mix that the ụgba had been cooked in.

Even though he was a yayaya fellow, Akpịrị-Ogologo's burial was well-attended.

See me that said let me tell you a Little, I dont tell all..........................................

Lessons :
Yahyahyah behaviour can kill, and it is killing us in Nigeria.

xoxo.
You know you love to hear from me.
Your one and only Akpịrị-Ogologo
Emmanuel Adams...............................................

Glossary: (Consult Your Nigerian English Dictionary)

Ụn'anụgo? : Una don hear? Did You catch my drift? (That sort of thing)

Yahyahyah: Annoying, irritating as anything u can imagine.

Ụgba: local sauce made with potash, very Sweet, used for eating stock fish, meat, abacha or yam

Nd'arụrala: Wicked people.

Nkapị: Big yard-rat, said to be poisonous, hell of a lot scary! NOT to be confused with the yumminess that is 'bush rat'.

Chị: a person's personal-god. The spirit of a person's god.

Akpịrị-Ogologo: 'Long-throat'.

Who else is in this club?

At age 17, she was rejected from college.

At age 25, her mother died from disease.

At age 26, she moved to Portugal to teach English.

At age 27, she got married.

Her husband abused her. Despite this, her daughter was born.

At age 28, she got divorced and was diagnosed with severe depression.

At age 29, she was a single mother living on welfare.

At age 30, she didn't want to be on this earth.
But, she directed all her passion into doing the one thing she could do better than anyone else.
And that was writing.

At age 31, she finally published her first book.

At age 35, she had released 4 books, and was named Author of the Year.

At age 42, she sold 11 million copies of her new book, on the first day of release.

This woman is J.K. Rowling. Remember how she considered su***de at age 30?

Today, Harry Potter is a global brand worth more than $15 billion dollars.

Never give up. Believe in yourself. Be passionate. Work hard. It’s never too late.

She is J.K. Rowling

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