Dear Singles, please come closer 🙏 Relevant Questions You Should Ask During Courtship that May Be seen As Not Important❗ 👌Ask your proposed partner if they SNORE while sleeping😴. Don't look at me that way, it's not bad to snore but you've to know if they do, so you can prepare yourself to enjoy and endure their snoring nature forever. Romantic snoring☺😁 👌Ask them if they observe Morning devotion, so you don't end up praying alone or them telling you that they do their devotion in their heart or workplace. Two of you praying together should be the spiritual goal❗ 👌Ask them if they can sweep, wash, cook, and iron. It might look like they can do it till you ask them and then you will know that they can't or aren't so good at doing it. Then you will have to be doing it ALONE. That's stressing and unprepared of you, you know❓ 👌Ask them if they prefer sleeping with the light on or off. So if you're the opposite of them, you will start adjusting your body system to that😜 👌 Ask them how they react when they are angry. Are they sensitive to jokes, etc? Woooh!! Make person no tell you "Am I your mate?", 'Do you know who I am "🙄 or break plates on top of your head😒. Mbok o❗ 👌 Ask them and make deep inquiries too to know if they are married or have been married before or probably have a child out of wedlock. So you don't wake up one day to the biggest shock of your life and stories that keep touching the heart. 👌Ask them how many times they eat surplus and stored food. Except you want to be cooking every day because your partner no gree eat one particular food twice abi thrice😜 👌Ask them where they start undressing after work😁 Some partners, start from the sitting room. You will find one leg of his socks in the parlour, their bra or tie in the kitchen and their shirt or trouser on the bedroom floor, ewoo❗ 👌Ask them if they prefer sleeping on an arranged or scattered bed. Yes, ask oo. Some partners can comfortably sleep on a scattered bed with their dirty clothes on top and they just won't mind😏. But won't you mind? Abi you fit follow them sleep liadat?🤪 Na liadat fight dey start too😌. 👌 Ask them of their source of income. The kind of work they do. Is there any Plan B or C in case things don't go as you both planned? Ask ooo. You need money to run the affairs of your home❗ 👌Ask them how many children they would need, if children are not forth coming as soon as they expected, what next ❓ Are they open to adoption ❓Will you guys still stick together, Abi Dem go try second wife😳🙆 👌 Lastly, for now, Ask them how they squeeze their toothpaste, from the button abi from the top? Asks oo. Some marriages have been dissolved because of this matter🤦🏽‍♀️. IF they are not virgins! Ask about their sexual life. I won't go deeper on this one but just ask them how many times you can be having sex. I know some sex periods could be so impromptu. Don't look at me that way, I read🙄, for enlightenment's sake because there's nothing wrong with knowing this. Let them know how far your body can manage and respond to the sex moment. (If you already have an experience before salvation) If both of you are virgins Mbok ask oo🙃.....AND don't neglect to ask them about their purpose and vision in life. A visionless home is hopeless. If we take time to observe, we will know that sometimes LITTLE and unnecessary issues cause big misunderstandings in some homes. No question is more or less important during courtship. Courtship is the BEST time to know a bit of everything about your partner, so you can prepare yourself enough for the outcome. Here's me praying for you and me today, May our marriages truly make us happy. May we not regret the choice of partner we finally get to settle with. May our children emulate our goodly and godly lifestyle. May our homes be beautiful ones. May our homes be filled with Love, Security and Trust.🙏 Above all may God be the third cord of our marriages. May there be peace, both internally and externally and May God grant all of us our positive heart desires💯🙏

Chapter 1: The Gift of the Runes The arrival of the angels was not with thunder or fire, but with a soft, golden light that bathed the land. They came bearing gifts—magical markings etched into stone, bone, and wood. These were the runes, symbols of power and wisdom, each one imbued with the essence of creation itself. The runes were not mere tools; they were a language, a connection between the mortal and the divine. With them, humanity could shape the world around them. They could call forth water from dry earth, summon winds to fill their sails, and heal wounds with a touch. The runes were a blessing, a way for the angels to share their love and guidance with the people they cherished. For generations, the runes were passed down through bloodlines, from parent to child, a sacred inheritance. Those who bore the runes were revered as guardians, healers, and leaders. They used their gifts to build thriving communities, to nurture the land, and to protect their people from harm. But not all was as it seemed. ©️Racheal Sam. #shortstories #viralposts #fictionbooks #fictionwriter #fantasy #rainbowtalesbyrachealsam #entertainment #literature

A FRIEND I can't take your memories Off my heart They're the best among my life stories Yes, the very best part, The part you stood up for me Something I couldn't do for myself Let alone someone else The part you comfort My fragile heart Stopped my soul from falling apart, Reminiscing on how we took Our love up to the skies Up beyond paradise Echoing our love song over the seas As we shine vibrantly like fire flies You taught me self love, Self care, patience, temperament And showed me who I could be Yes, you're that friend A FRIEND indeed.

The Rise and Fall of Runes: A Tale of Angels, Demons, and War Prologue: The Age of Beginnings. Long before the rise of kingdoms, before the first cities were carved into stone, there was an age when the world was young and untamed. It was a time when the skies were filled with the songs of angels, and the earth was a canvas waiting to be painted. Our ancestors called it the Age of Beginnings, a time when the divine and the mortal walked side by side. The angels, beings of pure light and boundless wisdom, gazed upon the world from their celestial realms. They marveled at the beauty of the land, the rivers that flowed like silver threads, and the forests that whispered secrets to the wind. But it was the people—the sons and daughters of men—who captured their hearts. Humble yet curious, fragile yet resilient, humanity was a spark of potential in a vast, untamed world. And so, the angels descended... ©️Racheal Sam #shortstories #fantasy #fictionwriter #rainbowtalesbyrachealsam #fictionstories #fiction #literature #viralstory #entertainment

Once upon a time in a small village, lived a teenager named Lara. But her existence was a tale of sorrow and hardship, for she had been torn from her mother's embrace at a tender age, and condemned to a life of servitude under the roof of her cruel uncle and his harsh wife. Each day dawned with a heavy burden upon Lara’s frail shoulders, her hands calloused from endless toil and her stomach hollow with hunger. Her clothes, mere rags stitched together with threads of despair, bore witness to the cruelty that had seeped into every crevice of her being. One fateful morning, as the sun painted the sky with hues of gold and crimson, Lara was tasked with a journey to a distant stream to fetch water, while her lazy and spoilt cousin, Elea slept luxuriously. With weary steps, she trudged along the winding path, her heart heavy with the weight of her burdens. But fate had other plans in store for Lara that day, for as she reached the banks of the stream, she stumbled upon an old woman, her frail form bent with age and weariness. Moved by compassion, Lara offered her assistance, her heart a beacon of light in the darkness that shrouded them both. Together, they made their way to the old woman's humble abode, where gratitude blossomed like a fragile flower in the desert. In return for Lara’s kindness, the old woman bestowed upon her a gift beyond measure: a magic flute, whispered to grant any wish its bearer desired. To be continued... ©️Racheal Sam. #rainbowtalesbyrachealsam #viralreels #entertainment #shortstories #fantasy #fictionstories

The Tulsa Race Massacre, often referred to as the destruction of "Black Wall Street," occurred in 1921, not in the early 1990s. It was one of the most devastating instances of racial violence in U.S. history. Here is a detailed account of the events: ### Background Greenwood District in Tulsa, Oklahoma, was a thriving African American community known as "Black Wall Street" due to its prosperous businesses and affluent residents. The area was a symbol of black economic success and self-sufficiency in the early 20th century. ### The Incident The massacre began on May 31, 1921, and lasted through June 1, 1921. The catalyst was an incident involving a young black man named Dick Rowland and a white woman named Sarah Page in an elevator. Rowland was accused of assaulting Page, although the details of the encounter remain unclear. Rowland was arrested, and rumors of a potential lynching spread. ### Escalation 1. **May 31, 1921:** - A white mob gathered outside the Tulsa County Courthouse where Rowland was held, demanding that he be handed over to them. - A group of armed black men, many of whom were World War I veterans, arrived at the courthouse to protect Rowland. They were turned away by the sheriff but the presence of armed black men incensed the white mob. - Shots were fired, and a violent confrontation ensued. 2. **June 1, 1921:** - The white mob, now numbering in the thousands, began attacking the Greenwood District. - They looted and burned homes, businesses, and churches. Private planes were reportedly used to drop incendiary devices on the community. - The Oklahoma National Guard was called in, but they reportedly assisted in the arrest of black residents rather than protecting them. - The violence continued throughout the day, resulting in the deaths of an estimated 300 black residents and the displacement of thousands. ### Aftermath - **Destruction:** Over 1,200 homes were destroyed, along with numerous businesses, schools, churches, and a hospital. The economic loss was immense, with property damage estimated at over $1.5 million at the time (equivalent to about $30 million today). - **Casualties:** The exact number of deaths is unknown, but estimates range from 75 to 300. Many victims were buried in unmarked graves. - **Displacement:** Approximately 10,000 black residents were left homeless and were forced to live in internment camps set up by the National Guard. - **Legal Aftermath:** No one was held accountable for the violence. Insurance claims filed by black residents were denied, and the city attempted to pass zoning laws to prevent the rebuilding of Greenwood. ### Legacy The Tulsa Race Massacre was largely omitted from local, state, and national histories for decades. It wasn't until the late 20th century that efforts to uncover and acknowledge the event gained momentum. In recent years, there have been calls for reparations and formal recognition of the massacre's impact on the black community in Tulsa. The massacre remains a poignant reminder of the racial violence and systemic inequality that African Americans have faced in the United States. Efforts to educate the public and honor the victims continue to this day.

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🔥THE RISE AND FALL OF RUNES🔥 A TALE OF ANGELS, DEMONS AND WAR In the days of our ancestors, runes ruled the world. They were said to be magical markings that had been brought to our people by angels millennia ago. These angels loved what they’d seen from the skies and descended to bestow gifts upon our fathers. Gifts that would be passed down by blood from generation to generation. These gifts were a great blessing to the sons of men, allowing them the ability to bend nature to their will for the greater good of the people. But among the angels, were demons, said to have changed form and arrived among the celestial host to also bestow upon men strange gifts; The ability to lay waste and cause total devastation. Their gifts were wild and uncontrollable, eating deep into the souls of men, replacing purity with darkness. The dark souls, as the bearers of these dark runes were called, became almost invincible, refusing to concentrate in the world of man, choosing rather the realms of darkness where they eventually transformed into demons with the ability to keep wearing their human forms, till it was destroyed. They spread like wildfire all through the land causing evil to reign supreme due to their wicked ways. When the pure souls could stand them no longer, a war broke out that lasted for decades. The dark souls devastated and ravaged for a time, but the pure souls fought back just as fiercely, and soon, the great purge began. Every adult or child discovered to possess the demon runes were executed immediately, causing many dark souls to run into hiding while others fled in exile. The land was eventually cleansed of darkness and the people lived peacefully once again. But many had been displaced and rendered exiles in foreign lands. Embittered and filled with hate, the dark souls scattered abroad bided their time, a promise of return and revenge stamped in the tablets of their hearts. ©️ Racheal Sam #viralreels #entertainment #shortstories #fantasy #fictionstories #rainbowtalesbyrachealsam

Forget Valentine’s Day love stories—the real MVPs of unconditional love are nursing and breastfeeding mothers! While couples are exchanging gifts and going on romantic dates, a breastfeeding mom is somewhere, half-asleep, feeding a hungry baby at 2 AM. If that’s not true love, what is?

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!