Sunday, 7 December 2014

How Great Names make their way into the Sands of time.

 Fascinating, Ain't it? How great names like Nelson Mandela, Gandhi, Martin Luther King jr, Martin Luther and the rest of them,will never be erased from are minds in a million years, ("am wondering why iDidn't mention more names, mtchew for sake of time and length jare") buh seriously, the list is endless. However the list is not made for every name, remembering something Martin Luther King jr said explains why. "if a man those not have anything to die for, then he's not worth the life he's living" and iAgree with him, a number of us has, at one time or the other in our lives,fought for one cause or the other, a cause we believed to be a good one, and no matter how small our fight or win was, it meant the world to us and those we were affecting in the best possible way we could, at that time. As we wrote Our names in the sands of time... In the heart of those we affected positively.
   At one time in my life, iFought for a cause too! U surprised? Yeah me too surprise oo, and iAlways av the element of suprise for my self... iKeep out doing myself almost erry time iDid something, buh not without the support of my PADI!!!, Noble Babajide .my BMC BFF at the time... Interesting story, coming up in 1-2-3 seconds...... Those of my Bolade Model College friends reading this will all remember Mr Olaniyi, wonderfully intelligent man, an "ALPHA"in the body of Allah!(Something like islamic pastors) Before iContinue I'll to inform y'all that am about to paint a picture of this my former principal, with my words, so don't get it twisted when u start reading my colour-words and visualise a stone aged man that looks more like an egufe!(he goat)than a normal educated man... Because that's exactly what he looks like, with his long and very unkept beard that is a little less neater than that of a he-goat, don't be suprised if iTold u he smelt the part too,... Yes! Like a goat, he those smell like a goat too... This man, in his perverted state of mind, all ways tried to have his way with female students in school(something iHear is rampant now in most secondary schools) especially the girls in SS2, they were his main target, incase iDidn't mention before, Mr Olaniyi has being teaching in BMC long before iGained admission into that school in 2007, as a matter of fact, one of our teachers at the time iWas in my early SS3, was still a student at BMC when Mr Olaniyi was the Vice Principal, and word that got to us, me and my padi (Noble Babajide), was sleeping and screwing little (buh not so little) female students was something he does, iMean fucking students indiscriminately and brain washing their parents into thinking that he was the most trust worthy teacher in the whole of West Africa. All this went on... UNTIL( u knw the big UNTIL, was inevitable), he messed with the girls in my class.... There and then(may not that fast sha.... Buh eventually) we showed him that he just messed with the wrong class... We fought for the freedoom of our classmates and many other gals, and WON(he was later fired sha)... So if u ask me, I'll like to think that at one time in life iWas a freedom fighter too, maybe iStill am. The story didn't end there ooo, for those of u hissing and thinking that u jus wasted ur time to read my crap... Writing all about it here will not be cute(too long) so join me @6pm tomorrow for the full story... Till iFinish it.... Everything that happened...plenty wella.
  My conclusion is this, Fighting or standing for something, is not only when u get thrown in to a prison for 27 years like Mandela or blowing ur self up like those very misguided jihadists. being a hero, and sealing ur name in the sands of time, is as simple as, making a Change, no matter how small it might be., it might be as small as, hashtag-ing ur erry tweets with #BringBackOurGirls knwing fully well that, those little cute gurls are still tucked away in far Sambisa( av two things to say though, they all might not be cute,,, and the all might not be in Sambisa #justsaying.. Nor. Vex for the interruption... Less continue jare) also knw that, that is a very silently loud way of making ur own change buh it counts all the same, remind pple that has forgotten that we av gulrs there to remember and feel the pain...... Be the so change u. So desire. Make one good gesture today and become a Hero, it's dat easy... #ChangeTheWorldOneGoodDeedAt-a-Time. That's all. Love u for reading... Still iam, MrChinyere... Some call me MrJournal... (Stop it, lol) thanks to reminding me, Jide.. U'll always be my padi, even though iDidn't call u on ur birthday.. #me_sef_be_humanbeing. *wink*

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