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Woman Teaching Woman

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Woman Teaching Woman No fanfare. No podium. No credential worn on the outside. Just one woman pulling a chair close to another and saying,  here, let me show you. This is how knowledge has always moved among women, not from stage to audience, not from high to low, but sideways, shoulder to shoulder, hand guiding hand toward the thing the other hand is learning to do. She teaches and creates simultaneously. Not despite the teaching , through it. Because a woman who knows does not empty herself in the giving. She fills. The stars she wears are not for anyone in the room. They are a reminder she dressed herself with in the morning  you have navigated by harder skies than this. The blue she chose is the colour of a woman who has stopped asking whether the room is ready for her. This is intelligence without armour. Calm without distance. Strength without the performance of it. A woman who learned so that another woman could learn  and made something beautiful in th...

Democracy Day: A Reflection on Nigeria's Journey

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Democracy Day: A Reflection on Nigeria's Journey Nigeria's path to democracy has been long and turbulent, marked by decades of military interventions that interrupted civilian rule on multiple occasions between 1966 and 1999. The struggle for democratic governance saw countless Nigerians sacrifice their freedoms and, in many cases, their lives, in pursuit of a system where leadership would be determined by the will of the people rather than the barrel of a gun. The annulment of the June 12, 1993 election, widely regarded as Nigeria's freest and fairest, became a defining moment that galvanized pro-democracy movements across the country. The eventual transition to civilian rule on May 29, 1999, marked the beginning of what has become the longest unbroken stretch of democratic governance in Nigeria's history, a hard-won achievement that should never be taken for granted. Today, Nigeria stands as one of Africa's most vibrant, if imperfect, democracies, havi...

Agboole: The Security System We Abandoned

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There is a particular kind of safety that cannot be purchased. Not installed. Not outsourced to a uniformed guard at a gate. Not captured on CCTV or tracked by a mobile app. It is the kind of safety that exists only when people know each other well enough to notice when something is wrong, and care enough to say so. I grew up inside that kind of safety. Most Nigerians of my generation did, whether they remember it clearly or not. In the Yoruba community I was raised in, the unwritten rules were clear and consistent. The elderly knew the children by name, and the children knew which elder's compound they could not run through without consequences. Strangers did not pass unnoticed. Not because anyone was stationed at a post watching, but because the community itself was always watching, not out of suspicion, but out of the natural attentiveness of people who were genuinely connected to one another. That social arrangement had a name. The Yoruba called it " Agboole ...

NCWS Oyo Congratulates Hannah Ogunesan, Other Victorious Female Aspirants Across Political Parties

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NCWS Oyo Congratulates Hannah Ogunesan, Other Victorious Female Aspirants Across Political Parties The National Council of Women’s Societies (NCWS), Oyo State Chapter, has congratulated Mrs. Hannah Olawumi Ogunesan and other female aspirants who emerged victorious in the recently concluded All Progressives Congress (APC) primary elections in Oyo State. In a statement issued by the President of NCWS Oyo State, Mrs. Kikelomo Olu Oyelade, the council described the victories as a positive development for women’s inclusion and participation in politics. NCWS noted that the emergence of women in different elective positions reflects the growing impact of female leadership and renewed confidence in women seeking public office. Particular congratulations were extended to Mrs. Hannah Olawumi Ogunesan, who emerged victorious in the APC primary for Oyo North Senatorial District. According to the council, the success recorded by female aspirants should serve as encouragemen...

RELEASE OUR CHILDREN: NCWS Oyo Condemns Oriire School Attack, Demands Urgent Rescue

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OUR CHILDREN WERE TAKEN: NCWS Oyo Appeals for Safe Release of Abducted Students, Teachers The National Council of Women’s Societies (NCWS), Oyo State Chapter, has appealed to the Federal Government, Oyo State Government, security agencies, and relevant stakeholders to intensify efforts toward the safe release of students and teachers abducted during the recent attack on schools in Oriire Local Government Area of Oyo State. In a statement issued by the President of NCWS Oyo State, Mrs. Kikelomo Olu Oyelade , the council expressed concern over the incident involving Community Grammar School and L.A. Primary School in Ahoro-Esinele, as well as First Baptist Nursery and Primary School, Yawota. According to the statement, several students and teachers were affected during the attack, a development NCWS described as painful and deeply troubling. The organisation appreciated the ongoing efforts of the Federal Government, Oyo State Government, security agencies, community leade...

Marriage Is Overrated

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Marriage Is Overrated "Marriage"(n.): Legally after 18, socially at 25, economically after 30, logically never. And yet. The flowers arrive. The cake nobody actually wanted. The relatives who cry for reasons only they understand. The vows which are essentially a legally binding promise to split the thermostat argument for the rest of your life. At 18 you sign anything. Love is a document you read with your chest and not your eyes. At 25 the aunties win. Not because they are right  but because they are " present " and relentless and they know where you live. At 30 you do the math. Two incomes, one rent, shared subscriptions, the economics of loneliness finally outweighed by the economics of " us " And logically? Logically, it makes no sense  two people promising forever in a world where forever averages about eleven years before someone,  changes the Netflix password. Nobody tells you about the Tuesday. The one where love sits across from you in...

The Living Dead

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The Living Dead What death hath claimed, no mortal hand may slay, For I have dwelt in darkness long before This flesh was bidden to endure the day, And breathe the air my hollow lungs abhor. Mine eyes do open, yet mine eyes are closed, This heart doth beat, though long it ceased to feel, A borrowed life, in counterfeit reposed, A wounded soul concealed behind appeal. For she who bore me weeps not at my grave, And so I wear this flesh as one wears grief — A masquerade, a show that she may save Her tender heart from sorrow's sharp relief. So let no blade, no poison, flame, nor fall Presume to end what Death hath long since called.