There are many situations we come to in life that we are
brutally reminded by the forces of nature of a supernatural existence, but too
often nature forgets to stimulate our memory, it is at times like this that we
need crusaders like my humble self to bring us back to reality;
For example, if you are planning to pay someone, anyone, to
write your Child's WAEC or NECO examination, most especially the English paper; and
you are caressing the excuse that English is not our father tongue; you must
remember our first lady’s tears. After all it will do us no good, no good I
repeat if in the future your son or daughter is the source of the next national
catch phrase, or becomes a marketing strategy for desperate shirt makers. In
fact I rebuke all hurdles of English drama in all facets of our life.
I think telecommunication networks that constantly harass us
with calls and messages should also be categorically reminded. I imagine that
the first lady’s message be played every morning at opening hour, maybe then we
will not need to pay fifty naira to get tips on how to make heaven, or better
still on realizing the importance of the
message, they might give us the keys to unlimited data paradise. This is how to
treat your customers like you took that passionate speech to heart, not by
calling us with more frequency than our lovers.
In summary; when we claim to spend millions on engine oil to
service vehicles in the national budget, before we take seven private jets to
Kenya, seize national newspapers and clamp down on the media, deny knowledge of
national irresponsibility, dance at rallies at the dawn of tragedy, act like a
re-election bid is contest or die. but most importantly, send ‘world-cupious’ warning broadcast
messages to our girlfriends when we do not own personal television sets; in any
of this situations we must be reminded of the tears, the passion, and remember the voice
calling ‘there is God oh!’.
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