In the course of an intensive week at the Lagos Business School, several speakers hammered on two possible life choices—one that prioritized making money and another that prioritized making impact. Their views quickly came to mind a day later when I encountered a lady who had already made her choice.
A child is born; the parents are elated, and begin their responsibility of nurturing that baby to adulthood. As the child grows, its drive for freedom clashes with the parents’ protective instincts. If both parties cannot properly communicate their thoughts, a clash begins—a clash that can easily widen the gulf between them and make every prior good memory meaningless. … More Clash of the Titans
We are all conceived in the same way. Sperm penetrates egg—in the darkness of the fallopian tube or in a brightly lit laboratory. A new life comes into existence. After spending months in a womb, a child is born. As the child exits the womb, the baby cries, while those around are filled with joy.
“Ile-Ife! Meji [‘Two’]! Ife! Meji!”. The bus loader at the park kept screaming continuously as I alighted at the park, indicating that the bus required two more passengers to take off.
Jilomes 