• A female hostel at the University of Ibadan reportedly came under attack by some armed robbers. Details in comment.

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  • Aisha and her son, Kofi, stood side-by-side at their usual spot in the bustling Ibadan market. The aroma of fried plantains and roasted peanuts mingled with the dust and chatter of the crowd. Aisha, her face etched with the wisdom of years spent navigating the market's complexities, carefully arranged stacks of her freshly made puff-puff – golden-brown, airy balls of fried dough. Kofi, a bright, quick-witted boy of twelve, expertly handled the transactions, his small hands deftly counting coins and handing out change.

    Their business wasn't large, but it was theirs. It was a testament to Aisha's resilience and Kofi's burgeoning entrepreneurial spirit. They had started small, with just a few batches of puff-puff each day, but word of Aisha's delicious recipe had spread like wildfire. People came from all corners of the market, drawn by the irresistible scent and the promise of a sweet treat.

    Today, however, was different. Aisha noticed a new vendor setting up shop just a few feet away. He was selling a similar product, but his puff-puff were larger, and he was offering a discount. Aisha felt a pang of worry. Competition was fierce in the market, and she knew that even a small price difference could significantly impact her sales.

    Kofi, sensing his mother's apprehension, quietly suggested a plan. "Mama," he said, "we can't compete on price, but we can compete on quality and presentation." He pointed to their somewhat haphazard arrangement of puff-puff. "Let's arrange them more attractively. And maybe we can offer a small sample to new customers."

    Aisha, impressed by her son's quick thinking, agreed. Together, they rearranged the puff-puff, creating neat, eye-catching stacks. Kofi also fashioned small paper cones to hold the sample puff-puff. The change was subtle, but it made a difference. Customers were drawn to the improved presentation, and the free samples sealed the deal. By the end of the day, Aisha and Kofi had not only matched their usual sales but even exceeded them slightly. They had learned a valuable lesson: even in a crowded market, a little creativity and attention to detail can go a long way.
    Aisha and her son, Kofi, stood side-by-side at their usual spot in the bustling Ibadan market. The aroma of fried plantains and roasted peanuts mingled with the dust and chatter of the crowd. Aisha, her face etched with the wisdom of years spent navigating the market's complexities, carefully arranged stacks of her freshly made puff-puff – golden-brown, airy balls of fried dough. Kofi, a bright, quick-witted boy of twelve, expertly handled the transactions, his small hands deftly counting coins and handing out change. Their business wasn't large, but it was theirs. It was a testament to Aisha's resilience and Kofi's burgeoning entrepreneurial spirit. They had started small, with just a few batches of puff-puff each day, but word of Aisha's delicious recipe had spread like wildfire. People came from all corners of the market, drawn by the irresistible scent and the promise of a sweet treat. Today, however, was different. Aisha noticed a new vendor setting up shop just a few feet away. He was selling a similar product, but his puff-puff were larger, and he was offering a discount. Aisha felt a pang of worry. Competition was fierce in the market, and she knew that even a small price difference could significantly impact her sales. Kofi, sensing his mother's apprehension, quietly suggested a plan. "Mama," he said, "we can't compete on price, but we can compete on quality and presentation." He pointed to their somewhat haphazard arrangement of puff-puff. "Let's arrange them more attractively. And maybe we can offer a small sample to new customers." Aisha, impressed by her son's quick thinking, agreed. Together, they rearranged the puff-puff, creating neat, eye-catching stacks. Kofi also fashioned small paper cones to hold the sample puff-puff. The change was subtle, but it made a difference. Customers were drawn to the improved presentation, and the free samples sealed the deal. By the end of the day, Aisha and Kofi had not only matched their usual sales but even exceeded them slightly. They had learned a valuable lesson: even in a crowded market, a little creativity and attention to detail can go a long way.
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  • The sun beat down on the bustling market in Ibadan, Nigeria. It was a symphony of colors and sounds, with vendors calling out their wares and shoppers haggling over prices. At the heart of it all was Mrs. Adebayo, a woman with a warm smile and a heart as big as her market stall. She sold the most delicious akara (bean cakes) in all of Ibadan, and her secret recipe was passed down from her grandmother.

    Every day, her son, Tunde, would help her set up the stall. He was a bright young man with a love for learning. While his mother worked tirelessly, Tunde would often sit by her side, reading books or helping her with the accounts. He dreamt of becoming a doctor, but he knew he had to help his mother first.

    One day, a group of tourists came to the market. They were captivated by the aroma of Mrs. Adebayo's akara and her warm personality. They were eager to try the local delicacy, and Mrs. Adebayo was happy to share her delicious food with them.

    As the tourists savored the akara, they asked Tunde about his dreams. He told them about his ambition to become a doctor, and the tourists were impressed by his intelligence and passion. They shared stories of their own experiences with healthcare and encouraged Tunde to pursue his dreams.

    This encounter sparked a fire in Tunde's heart. He realized that his dreams were within reach, and he was determined to work hard to achieve them. He started studying even harder, and he began to think about ways to improve his mother's business.

    What do you think Tunde will do next? How will he help his mother and achieve his dreams? I'm excited to see where the story goes!
    The sun beat down on the bustling market in Ibadan, Nigeria. It was a symphony of colors and sounds, with vendors calling out their wares and shoppers haggling over prices. At the heart of it all was Mrs. Adebayo, a woman with a warm smile and a heart as big as her market stall. She sold the most delicious akara (bean cakes) in all of Ibadan, and her secret recipe was passed down from her grandmother. Every day, her son, Tunde, would help her set up the stall. He was a bright young man with a love for learning. While his mother worked tirelessly, Tunde would often sit by her side, reading books or helping her with the accounts. He dreamt of becoming a doctor, but he knew he had to help his mother first. One day, a group of tourists came to the market. They were captivated by the aroma of Mrs. Adebayo's akara and her warm personality. They were eager to try the local delicacy, and Mrs. Adebayo was happy to share her delicious food with them. As the tourists savored the akara, they asked Tunde about his dreams. He told them about his ambition to become a doctor, and the tourists were impressed by his intelligence and passion. They shared stories of their own experiences with healthcare and encouraged Tunde to pursue his dreams. This encounter sparked a fire in Tunde's heart. He realized that his dreams were within reach, and he was determined to work hard to achieve them. He started studying even harder, and he began to think about ways to improve his mother's business. What do you think Tunde will do next? How will he help his mother and achieve his dreams? I'm excited to see where the story goes!
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  • The Royal Heart

    In the bustling city of Lagos, Nigeria, 25-year-old Adesuwa "Suwa" Hassan lived a humble life. She worked as a librarian at a local library and spent her free time volunteering at a nearby orphanage.

    One fateful evening, while attending a charity gala, Suwa locked eyes with the handsome Prince Tijani "TJ" Oyewole of the ancient Kingdom of Ibadan. TJ was immediately smitten with Suwa's intelligence, kindness, and striking beauty.

    As fate would have it, Suwa and TJ kept running into each other at various charity events and social gatherings. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, and Suwa found herself falling deeply in love with the charming prince.

    However, their social differences and the scrutiny of the royal family threatened to tear them apart. TJ's parents, the king and queen, insisted that he marry a woman of royal blood to secure the kingdom's future.

    Determined to be with Suwa, TJ proposed a bold plan: he would renounce his royal title and build a new life with Suwa in Lagos. Suwa, overwhelmed with emotion, accepted his proposal.

    Together, they faced the challenges of building a new life, free from the constraints of royal protocol. Suwa's love and support gave TJ the courage to forge his own path, and he eventually became a successful entrepreneur and philanthropist.

    As they looked into each other's eyes, Suwa knew that she had found her true prince, and TJ knew that he had found his queen.

    THE END
    The Royal Heart In the bustling city of Lagos, Nigeria, 25-year-old Adesuwa "Suwa" Hassan lived a humble life. She worked as a librarian at a local library and spent her free time volunteering at a nearby orphanage. One fateful evening, while attending a charity gala, Suwa locked eyes with the handsome Prince Tijani "TJ" Oyewole of the ancient Kingdom of Ibadan. TJ was immediately smitten with Suwa's intelligence, kindness, and striking beauty. As fate would have it, Suwa and TJ kept running into each other at various charity events and social gatherings. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, and Suwa found herself falling deeply in love with the charming prince. However, their social differences and the scrutiny of the royal family threatened to tear them apart. TJ's parents, the king and queen, insisted that he marry a woman of royal blood to secure the kingdom's future. Determined to be with Suwa, TJ proposed a bold plan: he would renounce his royal title and build a new life with Suwa in Lagos. Suwa, overwhelmed with emotion, accepted his proposal. Together, they faced the challenges of building a new life, free from the constraints of royal protocol. Suwa's love and support gave TJ the courage to forge his own path, and he eventually became a successful entrepreneur and philanthropist. As they looked into each other's eyes, Suwa knew that she had found her true prince, and TJ knew that he had found his queen. THE END
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  • South West: Torumbe (Ondo); Ibadan (Oyo); Lagoon (Lagos/Ogun); Ijebu (Ogun); Oke Ogun/Ijesha (Oyo/Ogun/Osun).
    South West: Torumbe (Ondo); Ibadan (Oyo); Lagoon (Lagos/Ogun); Ijebu (Ogun); Oke Ogun/Ijesha (Oyo/Ogun/Osun).
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  • EKITI DAUGHTER...

    ELIZAVOCAT
    Abimbola Elizabeth Ojo.
    fondly called Elizavocat is a lover of creativity, a Pianist, Gospel Musician, Chanter, Radio presenter and Voice Over Artist.
    She was born in Ibadan on the 3rd of May, 2000 to the family of Mr and Mrs Ojo.
    Abimbola attended the Trinity Home College before she proceeded to The Polytechnic Ibadan and the University of Ibadan where she studied Communication Arts.

    Abimbola has worked as a Radio/TV Presenter at Galaxy Television, Ibadan, Nigeria where she is popularly known on air as “Atawewe”.
    She is the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of the Elizavocat Crew, an international gospel music brand. Abimbola is a vibrant lady who God has raised to bless mankind and show forth His glory to the world.
    Abimbola is a passionate gospel music minister, whose spirit filled ministration is widely appreciated within Yoruba Speaking churches especially the White garment fold. Abimbola is a proud Seraph. She is from Efon Alaaye- Ekiti.

    As a worth role model and outstanding Ekiti Daughter. We at Ekiti Wives and Daughters are proud to celebrate you Elizavocat
    We wish you more success in your endeavors.

    Dearest Ekiti #seraphim God bless you all.
    Kete Omo Ayiye Efon Alaaye Ekiti, hin okun o.
    EKITI DAUGHTER... ELIZAVOCAT Abimbola Elizabeth Ojo. fondly called Elizavocat is a lover of creativity, a Pianist, Gospel Musician, Chanter, Radio presenter and Voice Over Artist. She was born in Ibadan on the 3rd of May, 2000 to the family of Mr and Mrs Ojo. Abimbola attended the Trinity Home College before she proceeded to The Polytechnic Ibadan and the University of Ibadan where she studied Communication Arts. Abimbola has worked as a Radio/TV Presenter at Galaxy Television, Ibadan, Nigeria where she is popularly known on air as “Atawewe”. She is the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of the Elizavocat Crew, an international gospel music brand. Abimbola is a vibrant lady who God has raised to bless mankind and show forth His glory to the world. Abimbola is a passionate gospel music minister, whose spirit filled ministration is widely appreciated within Yoruba Speaking churches especially the White garment fold. Abimbola is a proud Seraph. She is from Efon Alaaye- Ekiti. As a worth role model and outstanding Ekiti Daughter. We at Ekiti Wives and Daughters are proud to celebrate you Elizavocat We wish you more success in your endeavors. Dearest Ekiti #seraphim God bless you all. Kete Omo Ayiye Efon Alaaye Ekiti, hin okun o.
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  • Im a man of fashion please patronize me in ibadan 08139187530✌✌✌
    Im a man of fashion please patronize me in ibadan 08139187530✌✌✌🙏
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  • Where is the man that trekked from Lagos to Abuja for Buhari?

    Where is the then Corps member that rode from Ibadan to Benue for Ortom?

    Where is the boy that rode from Makurdi to Lagos for Davido?

    Where are the guys that trekked from K/Ala to Makurdi for Gov. Alia?

    Where is the one that trekked from Makurdi to Abuja for Hon. Minister, Wike?

    Where is this one going again?

    Why have people refused to be rational? How can you keep doing the same thing and expecting a different result? Can't we be creative in doing other things?

    The worst is most of them have no plans to fall back to when they get the internet sensation they seek. If you doubt, ask Emiwuks.

    It's a SH@ME!
    Where is the man that trekked from Lagos to Abuja for Buhari? Where is the then Corps member that rode from Ibadan to Benue for Ortom? Where is the boy that rode from Makurdi to Lagos for Davido? Where are the guys that trekked from K/Ala to Makurdi for Gov. Alia? Where is the one that trekked from Makurdi to Abuja for Hon. Minister, Wike? Where is this one going again? Why have people refused to be rational? How can you keep doing the same thing and expecting a different result? Can't we be creative in doing other things? The worst is most of them have no plans to fall back to when they get the internet sensation they seek. If you doubt, ask Emiwuks. It's a SH@ME!
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  • what i do please patronize me in ibadan
    what i do please patronize me in ibadan
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  • History

    Ọlábánjọ Ògúnlọlá Ògúndìran was of Ibariba descent. He and his wife, Esuu, built their hut by the side of the Àjàgbọn tree.[6]

    According to an early missionary, "Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ in 1891 was a walled city, the gates of which were closely watched by day and securely closed by night. The town, picturesque and well watered was isolated from the rest of the Yoruba towns. Political relations were maintained with the Ibadans, for the country depended on its security on the warriors of Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ and Ikirun...The strength of Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ lay in the wall and moat surrounding the town, and the warriors made full use of it by sitting close and tight.."[7]

    The area that is called Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ today is between Igbọ́n and Ìrẹṣà—Arẹṣà to the west; Oníkòyí to the East; Olúgbọ́n to the north; and Tìmì of Ẹdẹ to its south direction—according to Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ History and Origin Documentary by Israel Ayanwuyi.

    Ògúnlọlá (later Ṣọ̀ún) noticed smoke oozing from some nearby locations. He took courage and approached these places and discovered other hunters. There is no more Baálẹ̀ Akandíẹ̀.[8]


    Ogunlola, after the discovery of these hunters, took the initiative to invite them to form the Alongo Society. The primary objectives of the society were: defence against Sunmoni (slave prowlers) raids group hunting of wild animals, and mutual assistance. After each day's hunting, they retired to Ogunlola's hut where they were treated to beans and other meals and were served with Sekete wine brewed by Ogunlola's wife from fermented guinea corn. They also engaged in discussing current affairs and planning.[citation needed]

    Esuu, the wife of Ogunlola, introduced the worship of Orisapopo to Ogbomosho. The worshippers were distinguished by white beads worn round their necks and wearing of white dresses only. Drinking of palm wine was forbidden to them. The name Orisapopo was probably derived from the fact that Ogunlola's hut was on the northsouthern route, therefore the Orisala being worshipped in the hut was named "Orisapopo" (idol by the highway). The importance and influence of 'Orisapopo' among the citizens of Ogbomoso is immense. It can be described as the patron Òrìṣà of Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́.[9]


    During the time, the Ibaribas, under the leadership of Elemoso, attacked Oyo-Ile near Ilorin city. Elemoso caused a devastating havoc among the Oyo people, so much that they feared him in battle. Elemoso consequently laid total siege on Oyo, causing famine and untold hardship among the people.[citation needed]

    Alaafin was so impressed by Ogunlola's prowess that he, the Alaafin, requested Ogunlola to stay in the capital (Oyo-Ile) instead of returning to his settlement. Ogunlola politely declined saying "Ejeki a ma se ohun" meaning "let me manage the that place." His majesty, the Alaafin, granted Ogunlola's wish to return to his settlement. This was later contracted to Ogbomoso.[citation needed]

    Eventually, the authority of Ogunlola became greater and more respected. His compound by the Ajagbon tree then became the Soun's palace and a rallying point for all Ogbomoso citizens.[citation needed]

    Ogbomosho, because of her strategic location, quickly grew from a village status to a medium size town. Her people were also renown warriors. During the Fulani wars of the 19th century, many towns and villages (about 147) were deserted while their people took refuge in Ogbomosho. The influx of people further enhanced the size and strength of the town.
    History Ọlábánjọ Ògúnlọlá Ògúndìran was of Ibariba descent. He and his wife, Esuu, built their hut by the side of the Àjàgbọn tree.[6] According to an early missionary, "Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ in 1891 was a walled city, the gates of which were closely watched by day and securely closed by night. The town, picturesque and well watered was isolated from the rest of the Yoruba towns. Political relations were maintained with the Ibadans, for the country depended on its security on the warriors of Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ and Ikirun...The strength of Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ lay in the wall and moat surrounding the town, and the warriors made full use of it by sitting close and tight.."[7] The area that is called Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ today is between Igbọ́n and Ìrẹṣà—Arẹṣà to the west; Oníkòyí to the East; Olúgbọ́n to the north; and Tìmì of Ẹdẹ to its south direction—according to Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́ History and Origin Documentary by Israel Ayanwuyi. Ògúnlọlá (later Ṣọ̀ún) noticed smoke oozing from some nearby locations. He took courage and approached these places and discovered other hunters. There is no more Baálẹ̀ Akandíẹ̀.[8] Ogunlola, after the discovery of these hunters, took the initiative to invite them to form the Alongo Society. The primary objectives of the society were: defence against Sunmoni (slave prowlers) raids group hunting of wild animals, and mutual assistance. After each day's hunting, they retired to Ogunlola's hut where they were treated to beans and other meals and were served with Sekete wine brewed by Ogunlola's wife from fermented guinea corn. They also engaged in discussing current affairs and planning.[citation needed] Esuu, the wife of Ogunlola, introduced the worship of Orisapopo to Ogbomosho. The worshippers were distinguished by white beads worn round their necks and wearing of white dresses only. Drinking of palm wine was forbidden to them. The name Orisapopo was probably derived from the fact that Ogunlola's hut was on the northsouthern route, therefore the Orisala being worshipped in the hut was named "Orisapopo" (idol by the highway). The importance and influence of 'Orisapopo' among the citizens of Ogbomoso is immense. It can be described as the patron Òrìṣà of Ògbómọ̀ṣọ́.[9] During the time, the Ibaribas, under the leadership of Elemoso, attacked Oyo-Ile near Ilorin city. Elemoso caused a devastating havoc among the Oyo people, so much that they feared him in battle. Elemoso consequently laid total siege on Oyo, causing famine and untold hardship among the people.[citation needed] Alaafin was so impressed by Ogunlola's prowess that he, the Alaafin, requested Ogunlola to stay in the capital (Oyo-Ile) instead of returning to his settlement. Ogunlola politely declined saying "Ejeki a ma se ohun" meaning "let me manage the that place." His majesty, the Alaafin, granted Ogunlola's wish to return to his settlement. This was later contracted to Ogbomoso.[citation needed] Eventually, the authority of Ogunlola became greater and more respected. His compound by the Ajagbon tree then became the Soun's palace and a rallying point for all Ogbomoso citizens.[citation needed] Ogbomosho, because of her strategic location, quickly grew from a village status to a medium size town. Her people were also renown warriors. During the Fulani wars of the 19th century, many towns and villages (about 147) were deserted while their people took refuge in Ogbomosho. The influx of people further enhanced the size and strength of the town.
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