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Nnamdi Kanu Was A New Discovery For Me This is about my personal life and it is not everybody that gets to share his personal story online. But I will so that everybody learns from it. I don’t know what happens to other people when they see the person they like. For me, the first day I discovered that somebody like Nnamdi Kanu was alive, I wept for joy. Since then, I have treasured him in my heart. Just as the grand mother will shelter her beloved grand child from the angry mother even when the child is wrong, such is how I have taken Nnamdi Kanu. Though he is old enough to be my father but I don’t care, I cannot express the love I have for him. I thought initially that it was about Biafra, no, I recently discovered it was not just about Biafra, Nnamdi is somebody I can trust without any atom of fear. Why I prefer to call him Nnamdi is because I have a nostalgic personal history with the name. I don’t know how to explain it but I feel on top of the world when I remember that ‘my father liveth or my God liveth’. During my secondary school days, around my SS1, I began to know a lot of things going on around Nigeria, I began to ask questions and gradually I discovered that Nigeria is a pit of corruption. I was angry that nobody was challenging the govt. I was angry that everybody believed that nothing can be done to salvage Nigeria. Whenever we did civic education and we read things like "in a democracy the Judiciary is independent", I will shout back at the teacher: "but the judiciary is not independent in Nigeria". Then everybody will laugh at me as if I was mad. They will simply say ‘You don’t know before?’ The concerns it gave me was unparalleled. Sometimes when I think of it, I get depressed. Therefore the best thing was to stop thinking about it. I stopped reading papers for a time because the more I read it, the more angry and helpless I became. When I reached my SS2, I discovered that I cannot overcome my desire for a better country. It was then that Chinua Achebe published his book “There was a Country”. My dad presented it to me as a gift and till today it was the best thing I received from him. Reading the book widened my horizon on what has happened in the past and what was happening then. I got in touch with the Biafran story. After reading the book I did not recover again from being a Pro-Biafran. I began to relish the story of MASSOB, it was the only movement I knew then and that was what we studied in civic education together with MEND, OPC etc. But some of their actions were not acceptable by me because they will go to Onitsha main market and beat people up and many more things. But I still believed in what they were fighting for. All these continued until one day a friend of mine told me about a man that is handling a radio station, that he exposes the Nigerian government. I misunderstood it partly because I thought it was just a man that reviews the newspapers and tells people the real truth about the lies there. I never knew it was more than that and that listening to him for the first time will drug me for the rest of my life. I had to wait for a Saturday because my friend told me that his broadcasts were normally on Saturdays. We were about to take a huge risk because then we were living in a boarding school, it meant we are going to literally break some laws. On that very Saturday, fortunately we didn’t stress so much to listen to the broadcast, the man that owns the radio we targeted came to the kitchen with it, so we lurked at a corner to listen. I don’t want to put you through a dramatic session for what I experienced that very day but to know how serious I was, where we hid to listen to that very broadcast was mosquito filled but mosquito bites to me that day was a blessing. Behold I never knew that a black man could challenge David Cameron and Barack Obama. He was calling both of them paedophiles, Oh my God, he was lashing out at Obama for imposing Buhari on Nigeria and I was like wow! This is what we have been missing. Buhari for him was a simple case, he finished him up. What I asked myself was, what again does this man fear? After that day, I was consoled that somebody is doing something for us, everybody is not keeping quiet. I left happily but there was one thing that I could never forget again, the Biafran Anthem, ‘All Hail Biafra’. I was marvelled, I will not lie that the anthem kpofere m. Lol Whenever I was depressed since then and I remember Nnamdi, I was consoled and because of him, Biafra will come. Why he is my Hero is becomes he spoke when everyone else was too afraid to speak, he challenged a tradition of silence that everyone dreaded to challenge, he gave a voice to the voiceless, he woke everybody from their dogmatic slumber. All the people talking today are doing so because he cleared the ground for them. He is our Hero and I so much believe he's coming out very soon. Copied
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Unknown Gunmen Were Floated To Destabilize South- East And South-South Regions- -Mohammed Danmalla
“Mark My Words, War Will Soon Break Out in Nigeria” –Olusegun Obasanjo

Sins of Chief of Army Staff

Lt. General Tukur Buratia

40 Mortal Sins And Human Rights Atrocities of Buratai’s Era As Nigerian Army Chief Nigerian Army's 'war' against Boko Haram, Shiittes, IPOB, Others - The story of Buratai ANALYSIS: Buratai - A Legacy Blotted by Massacres, Extrajudicial Killings Buratai and Human Rights Records by Emmanuel Onwubiko
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Nnamdi Kanu Was A New Discovery For Me This is about my personal life and it is not everybody that gets to share his personal story online. But I will so that everybody learns from it. I don’t know what happens to other people when they see the person they like. For me, the first day I discovered that somebody like Nnamdi Kanu was alive, I wept for joy. Since then, I have treasured him in my heart. Just as the grand mother will shelter her beloved grand child from the angry mother even when the child is wrong, such is how I have taken Nnamdi Kanu. Though he is old enough to be my father but I don’t care, I cannot express the love I have for him. I thought initially that it was about Biafra, no, I recently discovered it was not just about Biafra, Nnamdi is somebody I can trust without any atom of fear. Why I prefer to call him Nnamdi is because I have a nostalgic personal history with the name. I don’t know how to explain it but I feel on top of the world when I remember that ‘my father liveth or my God liveth’. During my secondary school days, around my SS1, I began to know a lot of things going on around Nigeria, I began to ask questions and gradually I discovered that Nigeria is a pit of corruption. I was angry that nobody was challenging the govt. I was angry that everybody believed that nothing can be done to salvage Nigeria. Whenever we did civic education and we read things like "in a democracy the Judiciary is independent", I will shout back at the teacher: "but the judiciary is not independent in Nigeria". Then everybody will laugh at me as if I was mad. They will simply say ‘You don’t know before?’ The concerns it gave me was unparalleled. Sometimes when I think of it, I get depressed. Therefore the best thing was to stop thinking about it. I stopped reading papers for a time because the more I read it, the more angry and helpless I became. When I reached my SS2, I discovered that I cannot overcome my desire for a better country. It was then that Chinua Achebe published his book “There was a Country”. My dad presented it to me as a gift and till today it was the best thing I received from him. Reading the book widened my horizon on what has happened in the past and what was happening then. I got in touch with the Biafran story. After reading the book I did not recover again from being a Pro-Biafran. I began to relish the story of MASSOB, it was the only movement I knew then and that was what we studied in civic education together with MEND, OPC etc. But some of their actions were not acceptable by me because they will go to Onitsha main market and beat people up and many more things. But I still believed in what they were fighting for. All these continued until one day a friend of mine told me about a man that is handling a radio station, that he exposes the Nigerian government. I misunderstood it partly because I thought it was just a man that reviews the newspapers and tells people the real truth about the lies there. I never knew it was more than that and that listening to him for the first time will drug me for the rest of my life. I had to wait for a Saturday because my friend told me that his broadcasts were normally on Saturdays. We were about to take a huge risk because then we were living in a boarding school, it meant we are going to literally break some laws. On that very Saturday, fortunately we didn’t stress so much to listen to the broadcast, the man that owns the radio we targeted came to the kitchen with it, so we lurked at a corner to listen. I don’t want to put you through a dramatic session for what I experienced that very day but to know how serious I was, where we hid to listen to that very broadcast was mosquito filled but mosquito bites to me that day was a blessing. Behold I never knew that a black man could challenge David Cameron and Barack Obama. He was calling both of them paedophiles, Oh my God, he was lashing out at Obama for imposing Buhari on Nigeria and I was like wow! This is what we have been missing. Buhari for him was a simple case, he finished him up. What I asked myself was, what again does this man fear? After that day, I was consoled that somebody is doing something for us, everybody is not keeping quiet. I left happily but there was one thing that I could never forget again, the Biafran Anthem, ‘All Hail Biafra’. I was marvelled, I will not lie that the anthem kpofere m. Lol Whenever I was depressed since then and I remember Nnamdi, I was consoled and because of him, Biafra will come. Why he is my Hero is becomes he spoke when everyone else was too afraid to speak, he challenged a tradition of silence that everyone dreaded to challenge, he gave a voice to the voiceless, he woke everybody from their dogmatic slumber. All the people talking today are doing so because he cleared the ground for them. He is our Hero and I so much believe he's coming out very soon. Copied

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