2016 year in Retrospective

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I remember like Yesterday Jan 1,2016. An airy arid day. That day I looked at the 365 days ahead of me. So far in my life 2016 was going to be the hardest and most crucial year. There was Jamb, WAEC, and NECO ahead of me in that order and an extra exam the SAT’S.

Not a fan of school myself, I knew I was going to need a lot of help so I prayed and asked God to help me and see me through. To give me strength which I really needed.

So I walked into 2016 with my walking stick in one hand and faith in the other. 2016 is a year I will never forget because this year I learnt a lot about life I hope to share one day. A lot of challenges presented themselves but God was there. The bible tells us to testify so ill testify anyway.

Around February/March this year, I didn’t know it at the time but I had a period of depression. A period where nothing made sense. My Jamb was coming and still the spirit of reading hadn’t descended, my left leg was giving me more trouble than it should but I knew going for checkup was a time waste because the doctor would tell me to just wait it out and still there was no sign of power handover in school and that was when the stress of being a headboy was most. I remember sleeping angrily after writing in my journal everyday and wishing the morning didn’t come. I remember removing my red tie (my emblem of authority) and stamping it angrily one Tuesday morning. I didn’t know the cause for living and ill admit I doubted God at that point but God was merciful.

Through all the drama and pain of 2016, God was teaching me a lesson. I had been saying it everyday but now it was more real.

“I might let you bend but I wont let you break”

That was Gods lesson and through even sermons this is my most important lesson this year.

Secondly, I had lived in Perpetual bitterness since 2012 because of my left Leg but this year it left me. Even after hearing my Doctors resignation and continued promise that I will be okay by the time I turned 18 which I am today with some months, I live with Joy. 2016 thought me that Gods grace was sufficient. People wonder and ask how I work with my leg and I say God. Back in school and even now at home, the first feeling I have every morning is my left knee sending a sharp pain through my body and I ask myself, “God how will I make it through today?” but everyone who knows me and especially those in Bethany Christian Academy will testify that I did more work than most people without any leg issue. At the end of everyday ill marvel at how much I did. SO this year I finally learnt a lesson from my leg which replaced the bitterness.

“Gods grace is sufficient”

My knee taught me that Gods grace was sufficient and without Gods grace I was nothing.

Thirdly my exams, the quality of reading I gave to my WAEC, NECO and JAMB examinations can be easily equated to JSS3 Mock reading, that for my SAT’s to common entrance reading but God was there. Somehow I read just what came out and remembered the rest thank God for a good memory. I did it and passed this exams well. For the SAT’s I didn’t even read but God helped me.

Fourthly, 2016 was the end of 2 stages of life for me, Secondary School and Childhood in a sense. This year, after 6 years of Blood, Sweat and Tears, I finally graduated completely with a Prefect-ship certificate as an extra from Bethany Christian Academy. The journey wasn’t smooth but God was there. I also turned 18 this year which is recognized at the age of legality worldwide. The age where you are considered wise enough to do some things on your own.

Lastly, if anything is evident from my social media posts since August I finally found my place and talent and that is in writing. Somehow I cant explain here, God used every experience this year to show me he wanted me to write. This year saw the completion of Make it Shine on Wattpad, the publishing of Gems for the mind – A collection of Poetry on Wattpad, the beginning of Spoken Voiceless a Blog and Website on WordPress, the Production of #HEALYOURWORLD and Dream it-believe it-Achieve it both videos, the start of the Psychologist a duet Novel with a friend, the writing of several short Stories of which Grieved and Sara’s Joy are posted on Facebook. This little achievements are just my starting points and I’m hoping for the grace to Study Writing in the University.

I have written a little out of what God has done for me. I can go on and on but ill stop here. One day I have a plan to write a Memoir of all the lessons I have learnt and be an encouragement.

Before I end this post let me thank some people who are my ‘unlikely heroes’. The people who supported me and made this year a success. First my Family Samuel Jurbe Deshi, Kyenpiya Deshi, Chirka Alisa Deshi, D.s. Bello and Jikirit Deshi (a’int on facebook yet), ill like to thank Pyemwa Samantha Deshi, Lizze Deshi, Leyit Lenka, Leurit George Lenka, Ephraim Funmen Gwadah, Daniel Ritkat Yakzum, Berneez Zigwai, Jemimah Mamza, Esther Rachel Best, Gladeez Ebraheem, Theophilus Silas (most of you knew us as enemies but I can say this was one of my greatest blessings), Nandak Lean, Daniel Okpanachi, Victoria Anogie, Sharon Nandang, Peace Piwuna, Mafeng Tiri (my personally adopted elder sister), Choja Macarthy, Yeipyeng David, Taiye Akinlotan, Barinyang Tende, Abdul Umar, Dalipa Gwary, Lauretta Da’anan, Dian Agundu, Wasan Danjuma, Noroh Hannah Pam, Diret Manasseh, Nanret MpyeNash Halim Chundusu, Shedrach Ezikiel (who was always ready to sacrifice for my wahala), Mr. Gabriel Ameh (words aren’t enough), Zainab Titus (Sister, Friend and Mentor; undoubtedly one of my greatest blessings this year) some I don’t know personally (Lecrea Moore, Trip Lee, Tedashii, Gavwi, Blaca, Manwell Reyes, For king and Country, KB, 1GN, Social Club Misfits, Lauren Daigle, Kirk Franklin), Bethany Christian Academy (Everyone even the security men) and phew I can go on and on. This people were my rocks, my encouragement, my fan club, my inspirations, in-short they are irreplaceable. Sorry I couldn’t remember all. Thanks fam you really did it.

Lastly, unto he who is able to keep us all safe and bring us to the presence of God with exceeding Joy, to the only wise God and Savoiur be Glory and Honour, Dominion and Power forever and ever Amen.

P.S. Bended but not broken, Personal Memoir coming up in 2023.


Hey fam, so I cooked up a Christmas story but from a different perspective. From the perspective of a poor inn owners daughter Sara. Read it and enjoy the art. Thank you. I anticipate your likes and comments. Do me a favor and share this story. Thank you once again

It was a really cold Night in Bethlehem Judea and Sara had been having probably the busiest day of her short 8 years of life. She had been working non stop from morning getting guests settle into her fathers inn. 
Word was, Ceaser the emperor had ordered everyone home for a census and Bethlehem happened to have too many a people.
Normally, Bethlehem was a really quiet town. People didn’t stay here but moved into the cities for lucrative jobs Bethlehem was like a retirement town and that was why there were only 5 inns but her dad had decided to move back after her mom died. 
The thought of her dad made her smile. He loved her so much! She was the only child and her mom had died giving birth to her. Sara at times wised she had met her mom but it didn’t happen that way. Her dad always told her that her mom was very sweet and nice.
The inn had actually been full since noon but helping the guests settle was a job. Her dad hadn’t expected such a population and hence they were understaffed. Just she, her dad and 2 neighbors were cooking and offering room service and going into the nearest city to get supplies since noon.
Finally Sara found a way into her own room which was near the front entrance. She was really tired. She wanted to go check on her Ewe which was expected to give birth anytime for now but she was weak. Then she heard her dad talking outside. He seemed to be trying to explain the space problem to some people and controlling his frustration at the same time. Quietly, Sara peeped out her window. It was a man and a woman on a donkey. The woman looked really pregnant like she might burst any second. The man was earnestly begging even on his knees. Sara quickly analyzed that they wouldn’t find space in any inn that night and the woman was already in pain.
Quickly, she ran out. She knew her dad had a soft spot for pregnant women due to the circumstances surrounding her birth. She appeared outside and in an almost whiny voice said, “Papa she’s going to have a baby”

Sara looked at her dad, she knew she had won him over.

“But Sara there’s no space”

“We could make hay beds for them in the Stable! Its late and almost impossible to find an inn!”

Sara knew she had sounded ridiculous but little was better than none wasn’t it? It was the man who spoke next

“Yes sir, we can manage the stable”

“Okay then” Sara’s dad said

Before he was done, Sara had already rushed down to the stable. She quickly put the room in order and made a new manger in-case the woman gave birth. By the time her dad and the guests got down the woman was in labor. 

10 minutes later, a little baby came out from the woman. Sara ran up and brought swaddling clothes which the woman wrapped the baby in and laid in the manger.
Sara didn’t know why, but this baby looked different to her. He was small like all babies and whiny but somehow his whine sounded like a happy song. All the animals in the stable seemed to be amazed at their new visitor especially the 2 week old lamb. He in particular gazed at the baby like an elder brother.
About an hour later, Sara heard a knock. She ran and there she saw Shepherds with the most happy expression on their faces.

“Hallo” their leader said

“We heard a baby, the new king has been born in the manger here”

Sara couldn’t quite place what she heard. This baby was a king!! Sara quickly took them down and they worshiped the baby. This shepherds who she knew personally and could not have possible known Joseph and Mary (the baby’s parents) had heard of his birth and come to worship. The shepherds told her dad angels had appeared to them. The last time an angel appeared after another really long time was to Zachariah the Priest.
Then another knock. Sara ran and this time from when she saw them she knew who they were. The wise astrologers from the east more popularly known as the Wise kings. 3 of them stood before her

“Hello, little one, please lead us to the new born king. A star led us here” and he pointed to the brightest star Sara had ever seen.

Sara led them down to meet the shepherds, her dad, the baby and his parents. They worshiped the baby and offered 3 gifts of Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh.

After some time worshiping, both the shepherds and the wise men left with the promise to spread the word that a new king was born. Only Sara and her Dad were left with the ‘royal family’. After some time talking, Sara went to her bed.
Sara would later be one of his key followers and one of the women who went to his tomb only to find that he had defiled the law of death but that night as Sara slept, she slept with a big smile because she knew she had just been part of something big.

Hello fam, so its December 22 2016, 3 days to Christmas and people have a negative spirit already especially due to the economic situations we’re facing here in Nigeria. Well, I hope this story reminds us that Christmas isn’t necessarily about money as our Lord was born in the poorest in situations. I don’t think any of us especially the young were born in a condition near that. So I want us to take our minds off our economic circumstances and worship God this Christmas with Joy in our hearts. If you have the money to put on a serious celebration fine but even if you don’t, do what you can do and share with your family. Have fun and enjoy each other in this season of love. God doesn’t care how much we spend but our hearts and us sharing the love of the Christmas season matters to him. So relax, be calm and Merry Christmas!


Ladies and gentlemen your #1 Blogger is back again. Its blog post Thursday!! So today’s topic is inspirational its all part of my #HEALYOURWORLD series.

So firstly, a dream in my own definition (I wont quote any dictionary) is something we believe we aspire and will go any length to achieve. This is different from the dream you have in the night mind you. But the pessimism that is so rampant in the world will tell you dreams don’t come true. Especially in an African culture, if you dream to be anything outside some professional settings, you’re regarded as very un-serious (take note I included that very) but dreams do come true . So my first principle:


#PRINCIPLE 1 … Dreams do come true

If Edison didn’t dream of the light bulb, we’d be In darkness. If Oliver and Wilbur didn’t dream of the plane, the world will be so (I cant even imagine). If so on and so on I can name examples didn’t dream what is now wont be existing. Every new idea is born of a dream and only a dream can give birth to a lot of new stuff. Everyday technology is improving and new stuff are coming out because someone has decided to step out of their comfort zone and decided to act upon his dream. My case study for this post is one of my greatest historical figures Martin Luther King Jr. I want to use Martin to prove to anyone reading who believes otherwise that you don’t have to be a doctor or engineer or the sorts to dream something new and bring about a change. Before I start let me give my second principle


#PRINCIPLE 2 … Every new idea, movement or change is a result of a dream

So back to Martin. Martin Luther King Jr. Had a dream that a black man will rule America in a time when black people were not yet allowed to be in the same bus with white people. Oliver and Wilbur dreamt of a big flying bird at a time when gravity still forbade anything big going up and coming down. Oliver and Wilbur faced a lot of opposition and lost their licenses, Martin got jailed several times for his fight. Oliver and Wilbur eventually pulled through. Martin too eventually got the law signed into congress. Why did I compare this 2 men, I wanted to prove that the pattern is the same in whatever field you may find yourself. My dear Nigerians, I may not know his story ill be sure to research but the person who acted Martin Luther King Jr. In the movie Selma was one of our own; a Nigerian. Why did I bring this up too, because I want to clear that belief that a Nigerians influence stops at local championism (don’t bother searching the word; I must have made it up) anyways my main point is in whatever field we find ourselves, whatever sphere of life, we can dream and we can achieve it just takes believe. It was once said, it is only what you dream of and have passion for you can achieve. That is very true all it takes for your dream to become reality is passion and you believing it. Again my Nigerians, don’t you find it amazing that in the wake of the announcement of the US elections, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie one of us was invited to a radio station to comment. She is one of us, but she has pursues her dream so much in the literary world that when Chimamanda speaks, the world pauses to read. Wole Soyinka won a Nobel Prize in Literature. There’s so much more we can achieve from where we are. All we have to do is stop dreaming alone and work on the dream believe it and achieve it. Ill close with 2 quotes I cherish a lot

‘Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure,

We may ask ourselves who am I to be

brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?

The question is who are we not to be?

We were born to make manifest through the glory of God that is within us

And while we let our own light shine,

We unconsciously give others permission to do the same’.


(this was how I learnt it anyways what may be seen in the picture may be slightly different but same message.

This quote is the final hammer that hits the nail of what I’m trying to say (well literally write). We just need to believe in ourselves and we can do anything. We are very powerful and we need not use our power

The second quote says;

‘In life work for a cause not for applause

Live to express, not to impress,

Don’t strive to make your presence noticed,

Just make your absence felt’.


This was what Martin Luther King Jr. Did, he worked for a cause not for applause (he gave the Nobel prize money anyways), he lives to express and he only strove to make his absence felt. He died young below 40, but his impact continued.


#PRINCIPLE 3 … What you dream of and believe, you can achieve


So Fam that’s that for today. I’ve by the power of God within me to make manifest delivered again today. I made a video some of you may have seen it about this topic and Martin Luther King Jr. In specific. For those who haven’t watched, I’ll attach a link. Go on, dream, believe it and achieve it. Second to last blog post of the year!!!

The Comfort Zone

Hey guys, its your favorite blogger again (pardon my narcissism). So I’m back again and this week (forth-night) my focus is leaving your comfort zone.

So the comfort zone this is a very popular term used everywhere; in church, in business, etc. People always make reference to an imaginary section of whatever geographical map called ‘Comfort Zone’ However this Comfort Zone is a mental thing its a time of rest you create for yourself, its when you decide your contented with things and so resort to a hiatus, its when you decide “I’m not going to work on any form of improvement, I’m happy the way thing is”. But well, there is no comfort zone really and i don’t think we should try and create one. Sadly, we don’t like stress and so the second we feel comfort and lack of strain we want to stay there we refuse to move (it’s only human anyways).

I’ll have to use a story to illustrate my first Principle…so we’re at this thanksgiving and my nephew (Cousins son actually but u know Africa) is restless running around and creating noise. An elder cousin gets a piece of paper and folds it into a play jet for my boy and he goes to flaunt it. His friends now rally round with the hope of getting a turn on the paper jet. Then my little wise man unfolds his jet cuts the paper into 4 equal pieces and makes everyone a jet.  Humorous right, but i drew a lesson from this. When he got his jet he had landed in his comfort zone but soon his friends created discomfort. So he willingly left his comfort zone to create another one. The idea is vague but then it leads to my first Principle today


#Principle 1 – Our comfort zone ceases to be a comfort zone when we refuse to work on maintaining it

When we feel comfort and stay there very soon things begin to betwitch  our freedom. Its very sad that we have to live like this. The trace of this ailment this lack of comfort can well be traced to scripture to the fall of man. Since then, as humans we naturally crave comfort and it doesn’t come easy.

Anyways that’s not my reason for writing this post I’m writing this post to continue my rant on #HEALYOURWORLD…Healing your world involves leaving your comfort zone. As carefully stated in my video and last blog post, we all have talents and skills given to us by God. To some of us it might be the performing arts like singing, dancing, writing (Team spirit), etc. To others it might be the brains and we see ourselves going into medicine,teaching, etc. For some its an entrepreneurial spirit and they become business goons. Whatever God has given us can heal the world. A singer or dancer can perform and inspire,a  writer can write revolutionary stuff, a doctor can be involved in missions and free health care runs to people, a teacher can impact a generation and a business man can invest his money into charities and helping people. Basically where-ever you may find yourself you can create change. Some of us are so blessed we’re multi-talented and multi-blessed.

But a big restraint and I myself the self acclaimed ‘change advocate’ fall prey to this ill. That restraint is ‘THE COMFORT ZONE’. When we could be doing much more to change the system around us, we’re instead resting and saying, “Tomorrow”, “Maybe later in life” and a plethora of other excuses meanwhile the world passing in front of us is only getting sicker. People, we need to step out of comfort and realize that the longer we stay in that comfort the worst the situation will become and one day we’ll wish for comfort in this world but even a second we wont get. So today’s second principle


#Principle 2 – Healing your world does not happen in your comfort zone

Its time we emulated my lil mans example and change things around us.Its time we stood up and made the world a better place for everyone. Allow me to become a philosopher


#Principle 3 – When you make the world around you happy, you will be happy

So before i go let me promote someone who has taken his time to start healing his world. His name is Ephraim Gwadah, he is a fresh high school graduate with a voice to heal the nations and his track ‘Incredible God’ drops on Sunday. Believe he’s an ear-buster (if there’s anything like that) so anticipate it with me.


Well thats all for now folks (Looney Toons throwback) see you when next i write. Capiche