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07/05/17

Nigerian Army Honours Comedian, I Go Dye

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Recall that last month, the humour merchant joined other eminent African leaders to receive the 2017 African Child Prize which he dedicated to the gallant men and women of the Nigerian Armed Forces, whom, he said have been resolute in their war against terrorism and commended their singular act of returning some of the abducted Chibok girls, back to the waiting arms of their families. The excited Delta State born comedian took to his instagram page to express his gratitude to the Nigerian army, while also pledging his continued support “ Never did I envisage that my little contribution will be identified for commendation. I’m indeed grateful for this honour presented to me by the Chief of Army Staff and the Nigerian army. It will challenge many others to cooperate and expand partnership with the army, promoting a sense of responsibility to all citizens of this country to understand that the fight against terrorism and other agitations are in our best interest. I will continue to use this medium to seek support, using my artistic work to project and express the laudable virtues of this noble institution.” he enthused. The comedian further expressed optimism that the honour will change the perception of ordinary citizens towards the Nigerian army.

Read more at: http://www.vanguardngr.com/2017/07/nigerian-army-honours-comedian-go-dye/

The Nigerian Army through the Chief of Army staff, General TY Burutai has presented popular comedian, Francis Agoda popularly known as I Go Dye with an award of commendation for positively projecting the laudable virtues of the institution and his unwavering support.

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How To Live A Happily Marriage Life

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Today`s morning, she and her husband had a really bad argument. He came home after work still mad at her, why is she so difficult to be with sometimes?

He walked in the house, ready for another fight....

He walked in and found her cooking his favourte meal: chapati with beef stew. Worship music was playing in the house...

"Hi honey" she greeted him...

"Hi" he said back...

He leaned on the kitchen wall expecting the argument to continue, she is a woman who speaks her mind...

But instead, she sang along to the worship song playing as she cooked...

"You had a good day?" She asked as she added oil in the pan...

"Why do you do this?" He asked...

"Do what?" She asked smiling...

He stared at her saying, "You make it so hard to stay mad at you"...

"It's not me, it's God" she answered...

"That explains the worship music. You surround the house with worship" he said...

She fed him a portion of the cooked chapati. He chewed...

"I learned the power of worship. Worship humbles both of us, it calms our spirit. I cannot stay mad at my husband when the presence of God fills our home. I cannot continue fights when God's peace lives in our home"...

She went back to the pan to cook some more "When you come home. You shouldn't come home to a wife whose face and tone is ready for war. You should come home to my face glowing because of God's glory. Worship keeps me in check"...

He moved to her, held her by the waist and kissed her neck then said, "Worship reminds me that I am loving God's daughter. Worship cuts off my ego because there can be no worship without humility and submission"...

She turned off the cooking heat and turned to face him, she giggled, "Look at us, just this morning we were shouting and mad, now you're holding me so close" she told him and kissed his lips...

"That's what happens when my wife is my fellow worshiper" he kissed her lips...

"A man who has submitted himself to God is so easy to love" she told him...

"You asked how my day was. I didn't have such a good day after that fight with you earlier today. But the day will end well with you"...

He knelt down beside her...

"What are you doing Honey? Asking me to be your wife, again?" She wondered...

He smiled and answered, "Every day I choose you to be my wife. I am kneeling down because I want to worship God, please join me"...

She knelt down next to him, his hand holding her, she said "Every day, I say yes to being your wife. Let's worship"...

"Sorry for shouting at you" she told him...

"Sorry for being difficult sometimes" he told her...

Him and the wife worshiped.

No marriage that is led by and anchored in God will fall, is your home/relationship full of the presence of God?

Think about it..

Woman Cut Off Her Husband`s Penis

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This house wife from is Imo State, whose name was identify as Chinyenre Nwafor has cut off her husband`s penis for allegedly cheating on her.

An information gathered was that, she had been suspecting her husband of having extra marital affair with another woman. She cut off her husband`s penis when she finally caught her with another woman, she is now at the Police State Criminal Investigation Department SCID, Imo State.

Senate mocks INEC’s exercise to recall Dino Melaye

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The Senate, on Tuesday, faulted the ongoing recall activities lined up by the Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC), against Senator Dino Melaye, alluding that the commission was acting under instructions to recall him.
The upper chamber also dismissed the activities as an exercise in futility given the stringent provisions of the constitution and law of the land regarding the recall of a lawmaker.
‎It accused the state government of impunity, noting that the state is pulling the strings behind Melaye’s recall bid. The Senate took the position at yesterday’s plenary when Melaye raised a point of order and claimed that his attempted recall was necessitated by his call to the state government that arrears of salaries owed the Kogi workers be paid.
Senator Peter Nwaoboshi, in his contribution, said INEC appears to be teleguided and under instructions to recall the embattled Melaye. He asked that the INEC officer in-charge of operations should be called to order to stop spending wastefully, the money owned by Nigerians to achieve a selfish aim.
“It seems INEC is being teleguided, today they will announce timetable, tomorrow, they will do this. They are doing this day as if INEC has been under instructed to go and make sure that senator Dino Melaye is recalled.
“INEC people are being paid by the Nigerian people. It is the money of Nigerians that they are spending in that INEC. Whoever that is in-charge of operations in that INEC, must be called to order by Nigerians because what they are doing today can happen to anybody. It means that once you quarrel with a governor, he will sit down in his office, he will compile signatures and he will say that this person should be recalled,” he said. Deputy President of the Senate, Ike Ekweremadu, said the recall exercise will not see the light of the day “because the constitution provided very strict procedures through which a lawmaker can be recalled to avoid any abuses and the constituents of the affected lawmaker and INEC must have to come back to the Senate after exhausting the laid down procedures to convince the Senate of its satisfactory compliance with the constitution”.

Troops Neutralise Invading Mercenaries Hired By Boko Haram

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The Nigerian Army has neutralised a number of mercenaries hired by Boko Haram. The mercenaries met their Waterloo on Monday when they attempted to attack 81 Division Task Force Battalion’s location at Gulumba Gana The Nigerian Army said its troops in the North East have neutralised a number of mercenaries hired by the Mamman Nur faction of the Boko Haram terrorist group at Gulumba Gana in Bama local government area of Borno.

The Army spokesman, Brig.-Gen. Sani Usman said in a statement on Tuesday that the terrorists’ mercenaries met their Waterloo on Monday when they attempted to attack 81 Division Task Force Battalion’s location at Gulumba Gana. “The troops successfully dealt with the terrorists and pursued those that escaped and recovered two AK-47 Rifles and two magazines of nine round of ammunition, two AGL bombs, several empty cases of Shilka gun ammunition, AGL bomb and one damaged mobile phone handset. “Similarly troops of 3 Battalion located at Logomani, Dikwa LGA, Borno State, neutralized 3 Boko Haram, captured one alive and recovered three AK-47 rifles from Mamman Nur faction that dared to attack their location.

The troops also recovered two AK-47 Rifles, two magazines of nine round of ammunition. Two AGL bombs, several empty cases of Shilka gun ammunition were also recovered. Chadian troops are part of a Multinational Joint Task Force (MNJTF) which is also made up of soldiers from Niger Republic, Cameroon and Benin battling Boko Haram terrorists in North Eastern Nigeria and surrounding border communities.

WHAT A MIRACULOUS GOD, ONE OF THE WONDERS OF THE NATURE.

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⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Have you ever heard about 'Sand River'? The region known for its dry climate was tormented by its second bout of ice storms, heavy rains and powerful winds. Iraqis reported seeing hailstones the size of golf balls raining down on the Middle East. The Iraq government had to declare a state of emergency in the wake of the extreme weather event. The incredible spectacle, which looks like moving sand, is actually comprised of several blocks of ice moving at rapid pace through the desert. No water only hailstones movement. One of the wonders of the nature. ... it is in Iraq... enjoy the video.

DREAM COMES TRUE IF YOU WORK TOWARDS IT

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What an inspiring write up from a proud dad. Happy reading...

Femi Adesina writes on how his son's dream of being a pilot was fulfilled Senior Special Assistant to President Buhari on Media and Publicity, Femi Adesina, shared photos of his pilot son, Oluwatobi, flying him from Lagos to Abuja for the first time. Be careful what you dream about, it may well come to pass. Oluwatobi is my firstborn, "my might, and the beginning of my strength." One day, when he was just four years old, we were all in the living room; myself, his mom, and his sister, when he exclaimed:"Daddy, I'll be a pilot!" I looked at him, looked at his mother, and said casually: "What does he know about piloting?" For by then, Oluwatobi had not gone near an airport, not to talk of entering an airplane. But somehow, what he said refused to leave my mind. Just like the biblical Mary, after the angel told her of the virgin conception, I "kept all those things, and pondered them" in my heart. 'Tobi (as we call him) began to live his dreams. He needed to see only the picture of an airplane in a newspaper or magazine, and he would cut it, file it away, or paste on the wall of his bedroom. When he was old enough to manipulate a computer, he always went to sites where he could read about aircraft. I had thought he would outgrow the passion. But the older he grew, the firmer and clearer the dream became. "Daddy, I'll be a pilot!" As a growing journalist with growing means, I got to the point I could go on vacation with my family once a year. We started with Ghana. Then South Africa. And London... Tobi was in secondary school, and talked about nothing save flying a plane. Each time we travelled, it was like nirvana. While I kept looking at my wristwatch, expecting the time we would land, my son, and his sister, Tosin, felt completely at home in the sky. I had expected two people to baulk, and talk Tobi out of his dreams. His mother, and my own mother (Tobi's grandma, whom he was particularly close to). But the two women surprisingly did not dissuade the boy. They submitted to the perfect will of the Almighty. Underneath are the Everlasting Arms. Never underestimate the power of dreams. At 18, my son packed his baggage, and was on the way to Aeronav Academy, in South Africa. The fees were staggering, but by then, I was Deputy Managing Director/ Deputy Editor-in-Chief of The Sun Newspapers. The pay was good enough, and with some belt tightening and lots of sacrifice, I could afford the fees. Tobi got to Johannesburg at the peak of winter. "A cold coming we had of it, just the worst time of the year. For a journey, and such a long journey, the ways deep and the weather sharp, the very dead of winter." (T.S Eliot, The Journey of the Magi). I remember the first email he sent to me:"Daddy, it's so cold, I had to sleep with my shoes on." Lol. My heart went out to him, but he that would eat honey from the rock must never consider the blade of his axe. By the end of his first year, he got the private pilot license. Second year, he got the commercial license. I was breathing like a hog under the financial burden, but didn't Jesus promise that his yoke was easy, "and my burden is light?" I kept trudging on, and one day, at age 21, my son was back, a fully licensed pilot. But there was still one more river to cross. And when he told me about it, I almost bolted (just as our President almost did, when he saw the state of the treasury after inauguration into office). Tobi told me of the need to proceed to Sweden, for a type rating license, in which he would specialize on the Boeing 737. A boy of 21 years, planning to fly a whole house in the sky? The money, in dollars, sent my heart racing, and my head spinning. But by then, I was already Managing Director/Editor-in-Chief of The Sun. The publisher was a welfarist, and he took good care of his staff. If the family would take garri, instead of corn flakes, well, we could send Tobi to Sweden. And off he went, coming back months later with a type rating license. Arik Airline gracefully gave him a job.

For almost two years, the young pilot has been plying his trade, but he never flew me. The closest we got was oneSaturday morning, about a year ago. I had just landed in Lagos, and who did I meet on the tarmac? Tobi and the crew that was taking over the airplane for the next flight. Safe skies, I told him, after we had taken some pictures, along with Captain Mohammed, an Arik veteran. Then D-day came. And it was Monday this week. I had gone to Lagos to be part of Fathers Day celebration in my church, Foursquare Gospel Church, which held on Sunday. Return journey was 7 a.m Monday, aboard Arik. On Sunday night, Tobi told me: "Daddy, you'll be on my flight back to Abuja tomorrow." Great expectations. I approached the aircraft with Mr Peter Obi, former governor of Anambra State, and an old friend. An airline staff collected my hand luggage, and took it onboard. I then offered to relieve the former governor of the burden of his own luggage. Trust the ever self-effacing man. He hid the bag behind his back, as I made for it. We laughed. I was on Seat 1D. The former governor was directly behind me. I told him my son was the co-pilot, and he was so very happy and excited at the news. And then, who came in, and took Seat 1F, right beside me? Another gentleman and friend, Mr Godwin Emefiele, governor of the Central Bank of Nigeria. We began to chat about the economy, and the risks falling oil prices in the international market could pose to the steadying exchange rate of the dollar to the naira. That was when Tobi struck. He came out from the cockpit, and said the Captain had consented that I should be their guest throughout the flight. I first declined. Flying in the air was tough enough, who wants to go and frighten himself to death in a cockpit? "Daddy, come and see what you paid for. Come and see where your money went," my son said. I introduced him to the CBN governor, and excused myself from the cabin. The co-pilot to the co-pilot had come. Father and son were in the cockpit. Captain Carretero Alberto hails from Spain. And what a genial man he turned out to be throughout the 55 minutes flight. I got to know about his family, his professional background, and many others. He had kind words to say about Tobi, and, indeed gave him the thumbs up sign many times, as the young pilot flew the plane, and made what he considered smart moves. Preparing to lift into the air was a whole set of ceremony. Many things to check. Engines, lights, wings, doors, everything.As Tobi handled the joystick, the joy kiln was kindled in the heart of a proud father. Communication with the control tower was continuous, and lasted almost throughout the flight. As the plane lifted, and soared into the deep, azure sky, I could not see a thing. Not the foggiest thing. How do pilots do it? But there was a forest of buttons and knobs. They kept touching and pressing them. Is this what they call instrumentation? At a point, the sun streamed in powerfully, in all its brightness. And they fixed their sun visors. "This is why pilots wear sunglasses," Tobi told me. As the journey progressed, memories flooded in. The plane was moving forward, but I was going back in time. I remembered that June 25, when unto me a child was born, and unto the Adesinas a son was given. When I got to the hospital, and he was brought out for me to have a look, I remember the yell he gave. Now, the tot of that day is flying a Boeing 737. What will he fly next, a 747 or Dreamliner? The wonders of our God. Then I chuckled. What did I remember? When Tosin, my daughter was born. Tobi was already three. He had not seen as much soft drinks as on the naming ceremony day. He drank Coke, Fanta, Pepsi, Sprite, everything. Then later, he came to meet me: "Daddy, my "tomach" (that was how he called it) is paining me. " I laughed, and asked why his tomach would not pain him, as I had seen him, mixing the drinks? Now, the boy is flying a plane. I chuckled again. What is it this time? The time he was going to secondary school. A day before resumption, I had taken him to Ikeja, where we bought a pair of boots, which would be part of the school uniform. We barely got home before Tobi slipped into the boots, and for the rest of the evening, he strutted round the house in the jackboot. It was yeoman's effort to get him to remove it at bedtime. Even then, he put the boots daintily on his bed, throughout the night. And then, the winter night he slept with his shoes on, in Johannesburg. Lol. Soon, the plane swung right. And Tobi pointed the runway of the Abuja airport to me. We had begun to descend earlier, and would land in eight minutes. At the dot of that time, he brought the big bird gently onto the runway. What an experience for a father! Tobi Adesina is said to be one of the young Nigerian pilots who have continued to inspire millions to aspire for their goals.

This is my story, this is my song. May every father have cause to rejoice in his son. And on the day of that joy, may the fathers not have toothache. I can hear the amen. Oh, glory to God