Adaku Nwachinemere Blog

18/07/2025

Ever heard the legend of the engineer who billed $10,000 for a simple repair? It really happened—and the man behind it was Charles Proteus Steinmetz (1865–1923), a true electrical genius.

Here’s what went down: a massive generator at Henry Ford’s River Rouge plant failed, and Ford’s own team of experts couldn’t pinpoint the issue. Enter Steinmetz. He showed up with just a notebook, pen, and a folding cot. For two days and nights, he listened, scribbled complex calculations, and observed every hum and vibration.

Finally, he climbed the generator with chalk, a tape measure, and a ladder. After marking a single spot and directing the crew to unwind exactly 16 turns of wire from that precise point, the generator roared back to life—good as new.

A few days later, Ford received Steinmetz’s invoice: \$10,000. Surprised, he asked for an itemized bill. Steinmetz responded:

* “Placing the chalk mark: $1
* Knowing where to place it: $9,999”

Ford paid without question—and that tiny invoice has become a timeless reminder that expertise is priceless. 🔧⚡️

17/07/2025

The Perfect Symphony:

The dancing bushes sway,
In harmony, a gentle way,
Their branches whisper, soft and low,
A symphony, as the winds blow.

The wind's gentle touch, a guiding hand,
Orchestrates the dance, across the land,
With invisible force, it shapes the scene,
A masterpiece, of nature's serene.

The wind whispers secrets, as they play,
Their beauty is a dance, each day,
A subtle artistry, so fine and rare,
A treasure to behold, beyond compare.

The wind's sweet breath, that brings to life,
The dancing bushes, in joyous strife,
A fleeting moment, pure and true,
A dance of wonder, born anew.

— Adaku Nwachinemere, 2025. Excerpt fom
Symphonic Ballads.

This poem is inspired by the invisible forces that sbape our lives. Really nothing succeeds in isolation, while we may think we got there of our own accords, there’s always that invisible hands of help urging us forward like the wind pushing the trees to dance without which the tree might never know it has it in him to dance. Just like the man with talent who knows nothing about business partnering with the man who knows how to turn talent to cash and scale up..

This poem was Written sitting on this hotel Portia in Bonny Island overlooking the shorelines of the deep sea 🌊 as the sun sets into a golden blaze and takes a dip. An excerpt from an unpublished work “symphonic Ballards”.

Its Characters includes a four Stanzas and a consistent rythme Scheme

Focus on nature (dancing bushes, wind)

Descriptive language (gentle way, soft and low, serene)

Emphasis on harmony and beauty

Use of metaphor (wind's guiding hand)

Lyrical tone and rhythm

Perfect Symphony evoke a sense of wonder and appreciation for nature's beauty and the invincible helping hand for mankind

14/07/2025

🥛 "When I was six, Mom poured water in my milk…"
That was the moment I knew.
We weren’t just poor.
We were hanging by a thread.

I came home from school, hungry.
Mom smiled — that quiet, tired smile mothers wear when they’re hiding pain.
She filled my cup… but I saw it.
She mixed the milk with water — just to make it last the week.
She said she’d already eaten.
She lied.

That’s how I grew up.
No TV. Rats in the kitchen.
No clue who Zidane was — just nodding when kids at school talked football.
Smiling while they laughed at my accent.
At my shoes. At me.

But even in that broken world,
my parents believed in me.
They worked double shifts, carried me to training.
They gave everything… so I could dream.

So when I stepped onto that World Cup field?
I played with rage.
With hunger.
With every insult, every cold night, every lie my mother told to protect me.

One day I asked my dad,
“When should I go pro?”
He didn’t even blink:
“Sixteen.”

I believed him.
At sixteen, I begged my coach for a shot.
I promised goals.
Seventy-six goals in thirty-four games.
Wearing my dad’s old boots.

From then on, I didn’t want to be good.
Not even great.
I wanted to be the greatest Belgian footballer of all time.

— Romelu Lukaku

🔥 When your hunger is real, you don’t make excuses.
You make history.

06/05/2025

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I’ve got huge respect for the Japan Youth Global Summit! Empowering the next generation of thought leaders is crucial for a brighter future 🌏💡 Can’t wait to see the impact you’ll make as we join hands in shaping the world we’d be proud to leave behind

18/04/2025

Ex executive governor of abia state the man who gave the face lift it needed. He said football is the only sports that units Nigeria 🇳🇬 we could as well sale it as a tangible product and that was what he did. The man who turned Bende LGA into a masterpiece. And now he is going about building peace. 🇳🇬🇺🇸🇯🇵🇰🇷🌍

16/02/2025

Yesterday I had faith, today I know I can move mountains, confident in the fact that God who began this good works in me will will neither sleep nor slumber! Happy birthday Dr. Adaku Nwachinemere epitome of grace and favour.

30/11/2024

All the GLORY must be unto the LORD!
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23/11/2024

Join me on the redcarpet for an exciting with the queens 👸 an evening for the powered by the miss Steph foundation.. always a pleasure

01/10/2024

It’s almost that time of the year

05/08/2024

Here are some Olympic facts about the 54-Year Marathon 😁

Shizo Kanakuri (1891 – 1983) was a Japanese marathon runner who holds the Guinness World Record for the longest time to complete a marathon.

Kanakuri was the first Japanese athlete to qualify for the Olympics. He disappeared during the marathon in the 1912 Stockholm games when, about sixteen miles into the race, an exhausted Kanakuri left the course and stumbled into a garden party, where he drank orange juice for an hour.

Embarrassed by his failure, he silently returned to Japan without notifying race officials. A Swedish reporter discovered him working as a geography teacher in Southern Japan. In 1967, Swedish Television offered him the chance to complete his marathon. On March 20, 1967, he finished the marathon. His official time was 54 years 8 months 6 days 5 hours 32 minutes 20.3 seconds.

01/08/2024

22/07/2024

Arts fascinates and inspires me in ways words cannot!! Saturday here in port harcourt legendary Segun Aiyesan held their first ever school art competition powered by Segun Aiyesan living art foundation! This saw students of different secondary schools from different academic backgrounds put together in a week intense training after which a competition was held, Seeing the students drawing and painting from their inspiration for two hours.. it was indeed an exciting event some of the students said as they were used to drawing but never painted. Free supplies were provided and the first runner up went home with 100k second 60k and third 40k, whereas the rest of the students went home with 10k each and a life time of experience. Other Veteran artists were also in attendance sharing their experiences and inspiring the young ones. Things like this give me confidence to know for sure that perhaps we are still doing somethings right ✍️ and the students coming into the gallery, seeing their work in display gave a rather nostalgia feeling one of the parent had said. I particularly had fun hosting them and reconnected with one of my favorite things..Art!!! Thank you sir Segun Aiyesan for the honors and invite ❤️❤️❤️❤️🖼️🖼️ art is both fascinating and empowering