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09/09/2025

The Brave Little Girl and the School Driver

Aurelia was a bright 7-year-old girl who loved going to school. Every morning, the school driver, Mr. Tobi, picked her up along with other children. At first, everything seemed fine. But soon, Aurelia noticed that Mr. Tobi sometimes acted strangely when no one was watching. He would try to keep her behind after the other children left, or whisper things that made her feel uncomfortable.

Aurelia remembered what her teacher once said in class:

> “If someone ever makes you feel scared, uncomfortable, or tells you to keep a secret that doesn’t feel right, speak up immediately. It’s not your fault. Tell a trusted adult.”

So, instead of staying silent, Aurelia gathered her courage. That evening, she told her mother everything. Her mother listened carefully, hugged her tightly, and thanked her for being brave. The next day, Aurelia’s parents went straight to the school principal. Together, they reported Mr. Tobi to the authorities.

Because Aurelia spoke up, the driver was expelled from the school and the school also created stricter safety rules for drivers and staff, making sure every child was safe on their way to and from school.

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Lesson to Learn

Children should never keep secrets that make them feel scared or uncomfortable.

If someone is acting wrongly, the child should tell a parent, teacher, or another trusted adult immediately.

Adults must always listen carefully and believe children when they speak up.

Protecting children is everyone’s responsibility.

15/08/2025

The Boy Who Chased the Rain

In a small village in Enugu State, there lived a 12-year-old boy named Chibuike, whose name meant “God is strength.” Chibuike was known for two things: his boundless curiosity and his stubborn dream to become an engineer.

Every dry season, the village’s only stream would shrink to a trickle, and people would walk for hours to fetch water. But one harmattan morning, Chibuike sat under the big mango tree, sketching something strange on a piece of old cardboard—a machine that could “catch the rain” and store it.

“Rain? In harmattan?” his friend Emeka laughed. “You are dreaming like someone who ate too much fufu.”

But Chibuike didn’t care. He scavenged old tins, broken buckets, bicycle spokes, and even the lid of his mother’s cooking pot (which earned him a solid chase around the yard). For two weeks, he hammered, bent, and tied things together.

Then one evening, dark clouds gathered—the first rain in months. The whole village ran indoors, but Chibuike stayed outside, dragging his strange invention into the open. As the rain poured, the machine’s slanted tin roof funneled water into a huge drum. By the time the storm ended, the drum was full.

The next morning, while others queued at the shrinking stream, Chibuike’s family had clean water. Soon, the elders called him to the village square.

“Chibuike,” the oldest elder said, stroking his grey beard, “from today, you will teach our children how to catch the rain.”

And from that day, the boy who chased the rain became the boy who saved the village.

12/07/2025

Anna had one mission—find a cute outfit for her best friend's wedding party. She strutted confidently into her favorite store, her eyes scanning racks of color.

As she picked out a bright yellow blazer, a store assistant rushed over.
"Congratulations!" the woman beamed. "You're our 100th customer today—you just won a free shopping voucher!"

Anna blinked, then grinned wide. “Well, I guess I came at the right time!”

She walked out with even more bags than planned—and didn’t spend a single extra naira.

Now how would you feel if you where Anna ?

Will you continue to buy from that particular store or will you continue to expect bonuses all the time ?

05/07/2025

Can you picture yourself in a world where people of all tribe's, tongues and nations will come together in a world free from war, corruption and many others that causes us pain ?
(Isaiah 2:4. 👇

He will render judgment among the nations And set matters straight respecting many peoples. They will beat their swords into plowshares And their spears into pruning shears. Nation will not lift up sword against nation, Nor will they learn war anymore.

28/06/2025

Title: The Dress of Destiny

In the heart of Lagos, there lived a young fashion designer named Amaka. She had a gift for creating bold, beautiful designs that spoke to the spirit of African pride. But one night, she had a dream—an old woman with glowing eyes handed her a sketch of a short Ankara gown covered in patterns that shimmered like fire and leaves in the wind.

Amaka woke up and immediately began to sew. She worked through the day and night, letting the spirit of the dream guide her hands. The result was the most stunning gown she had ever made—emerald green with golden-yellow and rust-red swirls that danced like magic.

She wore the gown to a fashion event, just to test it. As soon as she walked in, the room went silent. Photographers turned. Designers stared. A famous international stylist approached her and said, “That dress doesn’t just look new—it feels like it came from the future.”

From that day, Amaka’s life changed. Her phone never stopped ringing. People said her gown was not just fabric—it was a message from her ancestors, telling her she was destined to change the world of African fashion.

25/06/2025

Everyone has value, even with imperfections.

A water bearer has two pots. One is perfect; the other has a crack. The cracked pot feels ashamed until it learns that flowers bloomed only on its side of the path—water leaked and nourished them daily.

Moral: Your flaws can serve a beautiful purpose

23/06/2025

23/06/2025

In a quiet neighborhood in Lagos, lived Tosyn—a woman known for her graceful smile and calm presence. To her neighbors, she was the picture of a peaceful wife: always cheerful, her home always in order, her children well-mannered, her husband well-fed. But few knew the weight she carried in silence.

Each morning, Tosyn woke before the sun, her feet cold against the tiled floor. She would pray for strength—strength to endure the shouting that sometimes came at night, strength to hide her tears from her children, and strength to keep loving a man who barely saw her anymore.

Adekunle her husband, had once been sweet. But over the years, life hardened him. Stress became anger, and anger found its way into his words. He didn’t hit her—but the wounds of his insults stayed longer than bruises ever could. Tosyn never told anyone. “Marriage is for better or worse,” her mother had once said. So, she stayed.

At night, when Adekunle slept, she would sit by the window, her hands clasped tightly around her own. The silence in the house felt heavy, but it was better than fighting. She convinced herself that peace—any peace—was better than none.

She cooked his meals even when he didn’t say thank you. She smiled in public so no one would ask questions. She forgave him again and again—not because he said sorry, but because she didn’t want her children to grow up in a broken home.

Sometimes she wanted to scream. To walk away. To choose herself. But then she'd see her children sleeping, peaceful and unbothered, and she'd whisper, “Just one more day, Tosyn. Just one more day of peace.”

No one saw her cry into her pillow.

No one heard her heart break when Adekunle called her useless.

No one knew that Tosyn, the smiling wife, was slowly dying inside—choosing silence, sacrifice, and survival all in the name of peace.

And yet, every day, she rose.

Because women like Tosyn don’t always leave.

Sometimes, they stay—not because they are weak, but because they believe that holding the house together, even with bleeding hands, is a kind of love.

Even if it means no one ever notices the cracks.

22/06/2025

In a quiet corner of the city, a kind-hearted boy named Tobi found an old man sitting alone, hungry and tired. Tobi had only one piece of bread, but without hesitation, he knelt down and shared it.

The old man looked at Tobi with grateful eyes and whispered, “You may be small, but your heart is big.”

That day, Tobi learned that even a small act of kindness could bring great warmth to someone in need.