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: “The Stranger Who Returned My Voice in Enugu”**Depression choke me that year. I no talk to anybody again. Just me, my ...
21/07/2025

: “The Stranger Who Returned My Voice in Enugu”**

Depression choke me that year. I no talk to anybody again. Just me, my phone, and dark thoughts.

I dey Enugu for my NYSC. One dry posting to secondary school wey no get staff room. My dreams dey die small small.

One Thursday, I waka go sit for hill behind the corpers’ lodge. Na my usual escape spot. I dey plan to go back home that weekend and maybe just give up on everything.

As I siddon, one old man join me. He look rough, but his eyes calm like river.

He no ask me anything. Just start sing softly.

“Your voice still dey. Na fear dey cover am.”

Tears rush my eye.

He pass me small flute and say, “Blow am. Just try.”

I blow small, sound come out. I laugh for first time in weeks.

He nod. “You no lost. You just pause.”

I blink. He don vanish. Like, I turn to ask him something—nothing. Nobody even see am pass gate.

I go back lodge that evening, dust my diary, and start planning again.

Two weeks later, I volunteer to host Inter-LG Cultural Day. People shock say I sabi talk like that.

Now I dey radio. I dey voice ads. And I dey counsel teens on mental health.

One stranger. One flute. One spark.

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**Moral of the story?**
You no dey broken—you just dey bend small. Sometimes, all you need na one person to remind you say your voice still get power.

No let silence swallow your purpose.

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**If this story remind you of who you be, just type “My voice still dey” in the comments and share with one person wey don go quiet for too long. 🎤**

Can I Use My Naira Account to Set Up Monetization?I get this question a lot—many people struggle to open a dollar accoun...
20/07/2025

Can I Use My Naira Account to Set Up Monetization?

I get this question a lot—many people struggle to open a dollar account, so they wonder if they can just use their Naira account instead.

The short answer is YES, you can use your Naira account for monetization on Facebook, and it will be accepted.

BUT…

I wouldn’t recommend it. You could run into payment issues, and to be honest, some Nigerian banks will fus**rate you with terrible exchange rates before you finally get your money.

Of course, experiences vary—some people have no iss**ues, but to be on the safer side, it’s always better to open a dollar account.

Now, I know some banks ask for an initial deposit of $100, which can be disco**uraging if you don’t have it. The good news is, some banks only ask for as little as $20—or even open it for free.

(Please don’t come to my DMs asking which banks—do your own research! You’ll likely find helpful tips in the comments too.)

If your problem is not having referees to open a domiciliary account, here’s a tip: ask your bank about opening a savings dollar account. Most banks won’t ask for references for this type of account, though there may be limits on how much you can receive—this depends on the bank.

When you start making more dollars, you can always upgrade to a full domiciliary account with referees.

Final note: not all banks offer these options, so make inquiries and don’t limit yourself to just one bank.

🌧️ HOW ONE SMALL BAG CHANGED MY DESTINY — True Life Story 😭🇳🇬Na that year wey ASUU strike nearly finish person. I dey hu...
20/07/2025

🌧️ HOW ONE SMALL BAG CHANGED MY DESTINY — True Life Story 😭🇳🇬

Na that year wey ASUU strike nearly finish person. I dey hustle for one small POS stand for Calabar here just to support my mama wey dey sell akara for roadside. Bros, life no just balance that time at all.

One rainy Tuesday, this woman waka come my stand. She hold one small Ghana-Must-Go bag and one pikin wey no even fit talk well. She look tired, confused, and hungry. I gree say make she stay under my umbrella small, rain too dey fall.

As we dey talk, she begin cry. Say her husband just die two weeks ago for Onitsha, and her in-laws pursue her comot with her child. Everything she get na that small bag and ₦200 for hand.

Bros, I swear, that day I never chop, but something touch me. I give her my lunch and the ₦1,000 change wey I just collect from one customer. I no even think am. I just felt say if na my mama or sister, I go wan make person help too.

Fast forward 2 years later, I enter one interview for a logistics company wey just open branch for Calabar. Na big deal o. As I enter HR office, the woman shout, "JESUS! You're the boy at Marian Road POS stand?!"

Na the same woman wey I help that rainy day 😳

She don rebuild her life finish. Now na she be HR manager for the same company wey I dey apply. Bros... she just hug me cry. I get the job sharp-sharp, no interview sef. And she later tell me say she and her church even raise small funds for my mama business.

Moral of the story?

HELP WHERE YOU FIT. LIFE DEY TURN LIKE FAN. That person wey you help today fit be the same person wey go lift you tomorrow. 💯

If you believe say kindness still dey this world, type **"Amen"** 🙏🏽 and share this to inspire someone. You never know who needs to hear this.

I Nearly Gave Up on Life Until This Bus Driver Changed Everything...Omo, life fit humble you without warning.Last year S...
19/07/2025

I Nearly Gave Up on Life Until This Bus Driver Changed Everything...

Omo, life fit humble you without warning.

Last year September, I dey go back to Calabar from Uyo after one wahala job interview wey no click. No food for belle, no cash for hand, and my phone don dey beg for battery life. Man dey reason life — like “Na so I go just dey struggle till I kpai?”

I enter Akwa Ibom Transport, sit for back seat near window. My eye red from tears but I dey form hard guy. Suddenly, one conductor shout, “Driver make we go!”

As we dey move, I just dey lost inside my thoughts when the driver start to talk. Bros begin yarn story about how he be graduate wey find work tire. Say him sell recharge card for junction that year, carry shame like headtie but still dey push.

He pause, look everybody through mirror, come say, “No give up o! You never know who you go inspire with your struggle. Even if na one person you fit smile give today, do am.”

For inside that bus, something touch me. E be like say na me him dey talk to directly. The small boy near me wey dey cry say him wan p*e, I help carry him go side. When we come back, the driver just smile and say, “Na this kind kindness dey move mountain.”

Fast forward to now: I dey work as content officer for a digital agency for Calabar. The same story wey I hear for that bus na wetin inspire me to start sharing motivational threads online. One of them go viral. Na so I take get noticed.

Sometimes, miracle no dey come with thunder. E fit enter inside danfo with sweat and 150 Naira change.

To anybody wey dey read this: No give up. E go better. Your story never finish.

If this touched you, abeg help me share. You fit inspire somebody today. 🙏

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📌 **TITLE: How ₦250 Changed My Life**You see ehn, sometimes na small thing dey change person life. Make I tell una this ...
18/07/2025

📌 **TITLE: How ₦250 Changed My Life**

You see ehn, sometimes na small thing dey change person life. Make I tell una this real-life gist wey still dey give me goosebumps till today.

Last year, I dey broke. Like seriously broke. My phone screen don crack, I dey chop garri back-to-back, and transport sef na prayer point. Life just dey show me shege in 3D.

One hot Monday afternoon, I waka go Ikeja to go submit one CV for a company wey my guy say dem dey hire. I wear my only ‘serious-looking’ shirt, iron am die. But as I reach there, the security man say dem no dey collect hard copy again—na online dem dey do now.

I weak.

I look my phone, battery na 11%. I no even get data, and cybercafé no dey that area. As I dey waka comot, I just siddon for one corner dey reason my life. Na so one babe wey dey sell gala and La Casera near bus stop just look me say:

“Oga, you dey okay?”

Normally I for bone, but something inside me just say make I talk.

I smile small and say, “I go dey alright.”

She come bring one sachet water give me. I thank her. As I wan go, she say make I wait. She give me ₦250 and say, “Go that café for front. Use am buy small data. God go run am for you.”

Omo, I no fit talk. I wan cry but pride hold me. I just nod, collect the money and go.

I use the money, enter café, scan my documents, and apply for the job online. Two weeks later, I get email say make I come interview.

Fast forward, **I got the job.**

Now I dey earn legit salary, don change my phone, and even dey assist my younger ones for school. That ₦250 changed everything.

Few weeks ago, I waka go that same junction to find the gala babe. I wait small until I see her. She no even remember me again. I just smile, give her small envelope and say, “God never forget good people.”

She open am, na ₦50,000 I put inside. She look me like say I be angel. She start to cry. Even me dey emotional.

❤️ **Moral of the story?**
Sometimes, your helper no go wear suit. Be kind to people. Life hard already. That small thing you fit do for person fit change their entire destiny.

🔁 **If this story touch your heart, abeg share am. You fit be somebody’s miracle today.**

💔 “The Day I Almost Gave Up on Everything” – A True Naija StoryNa that year I no go ever forget. I still dey do NYSC, de...
17/07/2025

💔 “The Day I Almost Gave Up on Everything” – A True Naija Story

Na that year I no go ever forget. I still dey do NYSC, dem post me go one school for outskirts of Osun. No light, no network, and the town get only one POS wey dey work when e like. 😩

I dey manage teach JSS2 Mathematics, even though I study Accounting. One Thursday afternoon, after teaching under hot sun with hunger wey dey drum for my stomach, I get small breakdown. I just sit for back of classroom, tears begin fall. Nobody notice. Nobody even send. I just weak.

As I dey soak my white shirt with silent cry, one small girl—Blessing—come back. She say, “Uncle, my mama say make I give you this.” E be ₦100 wrapped inside pure water nylon. Her mama na one of the market women wey dey fry puff-puff near junction.

Omo, I no fit hold back. I cry like baby. Not because of the money, but because person notice say I dey struggle… and still chose to give me something.

Today, I dey work for one of the biggest firms in Lagos. But I still keep that nylon. I dey look am once in a while to remind myself: *Kindness dey save lives.*

So if you’re reading this and life dey show you pepper, just hold on. Your story never end. Sometimes help no go come from who get big car or big name… but from that small place wey your heart no expect.

💡 If this story touch you, help me drop a “❤️” and tag someone who needs encouragement. You fit be their Blessing today.

✍🏽 TRUE LIFE STORY: The Day I Almost Gave Up… Until One Stranger Changed Everything 😓💔You see this life ehn… sometimes i...
16/07/2025

✍🏽 TRUE LIFE STORY: The Day I Almost Gave Up… Until One Stranger Changed Everything 😓💔

You see this life ehn… sometimes it will humble you in ways you never expect.

Last year, I lost my job in PH. The company say "we're downsizing" — but na lie. Dem just waka person comot like say we no matter. That morning, na pure water I drink take swallow the pain. I called my mum, told her I’d be fine… but deep down, I was shattered 💔.

For weeks, I dey manage. Small small savings don finish. NEPA don cut light 🔌, landlord don dey knock gate like police 🚪, even my phone no see card again.

One hot afternoon, I waka go one eatery — not to chop o 🍛, just to catch small AC breeze 🌀. As I siddon for one corner dey press dead phone, one woman waka reach me. She look me like person wey don see life.

She say, “You look tired... are you okay?”

I for form strong guy 💪🏽 but my eyes no gree — tears just dey fall. I told her everything. No shame. No pride. Just raw truth 😢.

Guess what?

She was a HR in one tech company looking for someone with basic graphics and social media skills 😳💻. I showed her my old works wey still dey my gallery (thank God for offline gallery o 📱). She say, “Come tomorrow.”

Long story short — I got the job 😭🙌🏽.

She didn’t just give me a job… she gave me *hope*. Paid my first salary advance *before I even resumed*. Who does that? 😭🙏🏽

Till today, I never forget that woman. I still dey work there. I dey learn, I dey grow, and now I fit send money go house proudly 💼❤️.

Moral of the story?

👉🏽 No matter how hard life hit you, *don’t give up*.
👉🏽 And please — *be kind to strangers*. You fit be the person God wan use to change someone’s story.

If you’re going through a tough season right now, this is your sign — **hold on tight** 🕊️. Your own helper go show.

✨ Drop a ❤️ if a stranger has ever helped you.
✨ Share this if you believe good people still exist.
✨ Tag someone wey you’ll never forget 🙏🏽.

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