Thank God

Glogy be to the most high. Thank you God

THANK YOU 2013.. JOURNEY SO FAR 2

Thank you 2013, A walk to remember with #ENACTUS team leaders OAU/OFA POLY/HUI /UNILAG to erin ijesha waterfall.. Although still learning know my God will make me walk smartly. More pictures below

THANK YOU 2013 #JOURNEY SO FAR

A walk to remember with HUI to Chivita,UNIBADAN,LUTH and Sultan beach.. "Although still learning i know my God will make me walk smartly" Thank you 2013!!!! More pix after the cut

At UNIBADAN

AT CHIVITA

LUNCH AT CHIVITA

HUI STUDENT WITH SOME CHIVITA STAFFS

All work no play makes jack a dull boy... FUN AT SULTAN BEACH LAGOS

MERRY XMAS TO U ALL

Wishing you merry xmas... av fun

Moremi the extra ordinary woman

The story

of Moremi

which captures the heroic

deeds of

a woman, who dared

the odds

to save

her people,

is very alive in Ile-Ife.

 Today, if you stand at the very front of the palace of the Ooni of Ife, in Osun state, you

will see an impressive statue of a woman holding a fire brand. Upon reflection, one can say that the firebrand also symbolizes the power of a woman’s intuition, and there is alot about the woman’s intuition in this story.

This is the statue of Moremi, after whom the Edi festival is held. This festival is held every year in Ile-Ife, and there is an inspiring story behind its celebration .The story revolves around the life of Moremi, a beautiful woman

from Offa, who was married to Oranmiyan, who was Ooni at a time Igbo invaders, dressed in raffia palms, used to harass Ile-Ife. This took

place in an unrelenting fashion, year after year, and all this occurred at a distant time in the history of Ile-Ife. Nathaniel Ogunmola, an

Ethnographer at the National Museum, Ile-Ife, speaking on the legend of Moremi and the

raiding Igbo warriors says “They did this every

year and gave Oranmiyan many problems. At

a point in time ,he was so disturbed that Moremi asked him what the problem was.” He now replied that it was the constant raids by the Igbo warriors and the havoc this caused, that was giving him much food for thought.

Adedoyin Sikiru of the National Museum Ile-

Ife, commenting on this in a paper titled Moremi: Heroine of Primordial Time, writes

“They used to disguise in raffia palms and they usually covered their faces with masks. This made Ife warriors to believe that Igbo

warriors were supernatural beings, and therefore unassailable. Consequently,

Oranmiyan became nervous and troubled.” Moremi now reflected on a course of action to restore her husband’s happiness, and bring peace to the people of Ile-Ife. According to Mr.

Ogunmola “Moremi now decided that a solution must be found. She went and

approached the river goddess to find a solution to the incessant problem. The

goddess now adviced that she is going to help her, but this would be at a price. Moremi now said if the goddess is going to help her, then she is ready to pay any price. The goddess

now said that she will take a most prized thing from Moremi, and the latter agreed,

thinking that that the goddess wanted a cow,

or something similar like a goat or a ram.” The goddess now adviced that when next the Igbo raiders come, Moremi should allow

herself to be captured’and being a very pretty

woman, the next time they came, she was captured and she was taken as a war

captive.When the king of the Igbos saw her, he fell in love with her,and made her one of

his wives,” Mr. Ogunmola( staff of ife museum) adds. Within a short period of time she had integrated herself within the palace and the society, and soon found out that the raffia palm was simply a

disguise the Igbos used to make themselves invisible while attacking Ile-Ife.She also discovered that a fire brand can destroy the

Igbo raiders who always came covered in raffia

palms. Mr Ogunmola adds “The point was that

people had to attack the raffia with a firebrand, and, immediately, the Igbo invaders will get burnt.”

Having  discovered this secret she now waited

for a golden opportunity, and then fled back to Ile-Ife with this very important information. When she arrived Ile-Ife she conveyed this information to the King and the elders, for which they were glad and happy, and they all waited patiently for the next time the Igbo

invaders would come. As soon as the invaders came, the people lit firebrands and attacked the Igbo raiders, and they perished. This

significant event turned around the fate of the

people as well as that of the town of Ile-Ife.Interestigly, Moremi acted with the

intuition that everything will work victoriously for her people. After the rejoicing among the townspeople, the

river goddess appeared to Moremi, and asked for the fulfillment of the promise earlier made. Again Mr Ogunmola reveals ‘The river goddess appeared to Moremi,asking her to fulfil her

vow. Moremi now brought a cow as well as a ram. But the goddess rejected these, saying that it was Moremi’s son that she wanted as a

sacrifice.Moremi had no option but to offer her only son.’

As a result of the huge loss to Moremi, the people of Ife, as well as the elders in a

remarkable act, all decided that from that day onwards, they would all  be her children.Thus, from that day onwards the Edi festival was

instituted, as a rememebrance of the heroic

deeds of Moremi who saved her people from the raiding activities of Igbo warriors. This is significant because it depicts a society made

up of both male and female, submitting to an

exemplary woman, endowed with powerful intuitions and courage , who lived among ,

and was one of them . The legend of Moremi also demonstrates the early involvement of

women in politics in Yoruba society, and it also highlights that heroic deeds were also

carried out by women, and not just the men alone at a point in the history of Ile-Ife .At the University of Lagos,a popular hall has been

named after Moremi ,and the legend of Moremi is also widespread among the

Yoruba diaspora.

STORY TIME!!

Once upon a time, a young wife named Omoye was at her wit's end. Her husband had

always been a tender and loving soulmate

before he had left for the wars but, ever since

he returned home, he was cross, angry, and

unpredictable. She was almost afraid to live

with her own husband. Only in glancing

moments did she catch a shadow of the

husband she used to know and love.

When one ailment or another bothered people

in her village, they would often rush for a

cure to a hermit who lived deep in the

mountains. Not Omoye. She always prided

herself that she could heal her own troubles.

This time was different. She was

desperate.

As Omoye approached the hermit's hut, she

saw the door was open. The old man said

without turning around: "I hear you. What's

your problem?"

She explained the situation. His back still to

her, he said, "Ah yes, it's often that way when

soldiers return from the war. What do you

expect me to do about it?"

"Make me a potion!" cried the young wife. "Or

an amulet, a drink, whatever it takes to get

my husband back the way he used to be."

The old man turned around. "Young woman,

your request doesn't exactly fall into the

same category as a broken bone or ear

infection."

"I know", said she.

"It will take three days before I can even look

into it. Come back then."

Three days later, Omoye returned to the

d left,the

hermit's hut. "Omoye", he greeted her with a

smile, "I have good news. There is a portion

that will restore your husband to the way he

used to be, but you should know that it

requires an unusual ingredient. You must

bring me a whisker from a live tiger."

"What?" she gasped. "Such a thing is

impossible!"

"I cannot make the potion without it!" he

shouted, startling her. He turned his back.

"There is nothing more to say. As you can

see, I'm very busy."

That night Omoye tossed and turned. How

could she get a whisker from a live tiger?

The next day before dawn, she crept out of

the house with a bowl of rice covered with

meat sauce. She went to a cave on the

mountainside where a tiger was known to

live. She clicked her tongue very softly as she

crept up, her heart pounding, and carefully

set the bowl on the grass. Then, trying to

make as little noise as she could, she backed

away.

The next day before dawn, she took another

bowl of rice covered with meat sauce to the

cave. She approached the same spot, clicking

softly with her tongue. She saw that the bowl

was empty, replaced the empty one with a

fresh one, and again left, clicking softly and

trying not to break twigs or rustle leaves, or

do anything else to startle and unsettle the

wild beast.

So it went, day after day, for several months.

She never saw the tiger (thank goodness for

that! she thought) though she knew from

footprints on the ground that the tiger - and

not a smaller mountain creature - had been

eating her food. Then one day as she

approached, she noticed the tiger's head

poking out of its cave. Glancing downward,

she stepped very carefully to the same spot

and with as little noise as she could, set

down the fresh bowl and, her heart pounding,

picked up the one that was empty.

After a few weeks, she noticed the tiger would

come out of its cave as it heard her

footsteps, though it stayed a distance away

(again, thank goodness! she thought, though

she knew that someday, in order to get the

whisker, she'd have to come closer to it).

Another month went by. Then the tiger would

wait by the empty food bowl as it heard her

approaching. As she picked up the old bowl

and replaced it with a fresh one, she could

smell its scent, as it could surely smell hers.

"Actually", she thought, remembering its

almost kittenish look as she set down a fresh

bowl, "it is a rather friendly creature, when

you get to know it." The next time she visited,

she glanced up at the tiger briefly and

noticed what a lovely downturn of reddish fur

it had from over one of its eyebrows to the

next. Not a week later, the tiger allowed her

to gently rub its head, and it purred and

stretched like a house cat.

Then she knew the time had come. The next

morning, very early, she brought with her a

small knife. After she set down the fresh bowl

and the tiger allowed her to pet its head, she

said in a low voice: "Oh, my tiger, may I

please have just one of your whiskers?" While

petting the tiger with one hand, she held one

whisker at its base and, with the other hand,

in one quick stroke, she carved the whisker

off. She stood up, speaking softly her thanks

. At last her husband left for the rice fields. She ran to the

hermit's hut, clutching the precious whisker

in her fist. Bursting in, she cried to the

hermit: "I have it! I have the tiger's whisker!"

"You don't say?" he said, turning around.

"From a live tiger?"

"Yes!" she said.

"Tell me", said the hermit, interested. "How

did you do it?"

Omoye told the hermit how, for the last six

months, she had earned the trust of the

creature and it had finally permitted her to

cut off one of its whiskers. With pride she

handed him the whisker. The hermit examined

it, satisfied himself that it was indeed a

whisker from a live tiger, then flicked it into

the fire where it sizzled and burned in an

instant.

"Omoye", the hermit said softly, "you no

longer need the whisker. Tell me, is a man

more vicious than a tiger? If a dangerous

wild beast will respond to your gradual and

patient care, do you think a man will respond

any less willingly?"

Omoye stood speechless. Then she turned

and stepped down the trail, turning over in

her mind images of the tiger and of her

husband, back and forth. She knew what she

could do.

Moral: You can do anything if only you

believe in yourself.You dont need any magic

or spiritual fortification.

If san francisco is like this i think i have reasons to visit California

Cocacola giant baseball

Santa clara stadium

Beautiful beaches with huts

With these, i think visiting California is necessary...

 Santa clara stadium, beaches, beautiful environment, cocacola giant baseball .... can't wait!!!

End of era goodnight Madiba

 

Underwater statue of Jesus in Malta

 

visiting ikogosi warmspring

 

 

Ikogosi warm spring is located in Ekiti west Local Government area of Ekiti state Nigeria in

a valley from the surrounding hills at the warm spring. The Vegetation at the spring which is highly thick forest with natural and rich vegetation that is closely maintained and protected from arbitrary deforestation. The area covered by the spring is about 31.38 and it is highly protected from erosion by tall and evergreen trees. The trees also serve as a sort of canopy under which tourists could stay during the dry season and sunny days. The

undulating topography of the area and the symmetry of the surrounding hills add more to the aesthetic beauty of the spring.

Historically, there has being many version concerning the history of the spring and one of such version is that both springs (Warm and Cold) were wives of the same husband who

turned to springs water in the wake of rift and rivalry between them. The hot and ill-tempered first wife believed to have turned to the popular warm spring while the cool-tempered second wife turned to cold spring

water. The husband became the undulating hills that encompass the springs. It is well established that some of the Villagers still

worship the springs as their deities.

Another version of the history has it that a hunter discovered the spring during his hunting expedition. After that the people of the community then discovered that the warm

water is therapeutic and that it cures many diseases. That made them to start worshipping the water.The warm and cold spring of Ikogosi flow

parallel, and meet somewhere to form a confluence, with each maintaining its thermal quality. The warm spring has a temperature of 70o c at the source and 37 oc after meeting a cold spring. The meeting point of the warm

and cold spring is a unique attraction to tourist. Adding to natural beauty, there is a tree and a palm growing from the same source at the meeting point area of the warm

and cold springs. Interestingly #Kwasubchfinalist is visiting ikogosi warmspring  on the 20th of dec. My wonderful peeps in kwara state university won't you rather join them on this beautiful walk to remember.

KwasuBCHfinalyrtinz

Join kwasu biochemistry finalist on a walk to remember. An
excursion/hangout to arinta waterfall and ikogosi warmspring all in
Ekiti state. Date: 20th of dec. 2013. To participate just pay #3500 to
Joseph Lagba or call 08163072576, 08060331182 for more enquiry.
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FLOATING FOREST

This is a picture of 102year-old abandon ship, is now a floating forest
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VISIT TO OLUMIRIN WATERFALL ERIN IJESHA

I had reason to ask myself what the hell brought us to Olumirin Water Falls Erin-Ijesha? While I battled with my thought, I could not resist the seduction of this waterfall cascading from a distance of about 60metres, the water itself, pure and cold. I now affirm that there is no end to God's mystery work. Erin Ijesha or the Olumirin Waterfall is one of natural wonders of the world. It is located in the Osun state of Nigeria. According to the indigenes of Erin Ijesa, Olumirin waterfall was discovered by  hunters in 1140 AD.  The waterfall has about seven stages and with three major falls. Before the discovery of the waterfall, according to the community's folklore, the people of Erin Ijesa were migrants from Ile-Ife after the death of Oduduwa, the progenitor of the Yoruba race.
They were led by  a woman called Yeye Aye Akinla. According the story, before the woman set out on the journey, she consulted the Ifa oracle. The Ifa chief priest told her that she would treck out of Ile- Ife for 17 days  and that where she got to on the 17th day of her journey would be a peaceful place for her to settle down with her followers and it happened that way.
After the migrants had settled for years, they were unaware of the waterfall. On a particular day, the hunters set out to hunt and they discovered the waterfall by chance. They ran back and called their leader, Yeye Akinla. They told her they had discovered another god. It took another Ifa consultation to convince them it was not another god ,but God's handwork. The priest instructed them that they should worship and be  holding an annual festival in honour of the deity of the waterfall. Visiting olumirin waterfall is not diabolic because it has nothing to do with worshiping of gods or evil is just one of the wonders of God. Won't you rather pay visit someday to witness the wonders of God.


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