Sunday, 15 February 2015

Corporate Beggars.

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There are different ways of begging for alms but the one that is disturbing is the one done corporately.
I remember as an undergraduate, while walking to my hall. I was being stopped by a man. He was dressed corporately as in long sleeves with tie on trousers. The glasses he wore even made him look learned.

The discussion that ensued with our meeting:
" Hello my sister!"
I turned and replied" Good evening!" Flashing my immaculate set of teeth
 Though I was on my guards because one had to be careful. We hear stories of kidnap, gbomo gbomo and other vices.
" Please my sister, I am travelling to Lagos and my wallet was stolen....please can you help me with 2000 naira"

In my mind I was like I must have been looking like a bag of money for him to demand such an amount at a go.he didn't even start from 200 naira. He went straight. O ye of mighty faith, ask and ye shall receive
" Uhmmm... Sorry I don't have that amount. But I could assist with a token" I replied, opened my bag,looked for cash and gave him what I could.

He managed to mutter a thank you and disappeared to countered the next victim.
I felt happy that I had supported someone and rushed to my hall.
Two days later, same spot!Guess who approached me again? This same man or is it Bro!

 Apparently he didn't recognise me  but I did. He had on the same clothes and used the same rehearsed lines. I didn't answer him this time just waved my hand and left with full speed.

So this was his own style of raising cash. There are people who have devised this means of robbing their unsuspecting victims. These sets of people are corporate beggars .  They beg money in a tush way for a living.Some even go as far as naming their certificates and displaying them to their gullible victims. They dress formally and develop a cock and bull story that is almost believable to the hearer.

These people flood the streets and that's their means of livelihood. Have you had a similar experience, please share....

Sunday, 1 February 2015

Igboora-Land of Twins


Igboora is known as the "land of twins". It is located in the outskirts of Old Oyo state in Nigeria.Visitors are welcomed with the statue of a woman holding twin babies.

People from far and wide have come to this ancient town to be blessed by what it is known for.History has it that twins were considered abomination by our forefathers. Thank God for colonization. This led to a new dispensation and orientation.

Education is not just going to school. It is about reasoning , thinking solutions and applying knowledge.
Talk of the person who virtually put full stop to the killing twins in Nigeria and no other person comes to mind than the late Mary Slessor.

 People of old considered having twins as a curse. Any woman who gave birth to twins would have her babies thrown in the river. How cruel?  Imagine the waste of potentials and human lives then. Imagine the waste of potentials and human lives then. God have mercy!
 But with the introduction of civilisation,there was room for renewed mindset and progress. Thankfully such heinous acts are no more. Twins, triplets, quadruplest,quintuplets, sixtuplents and so on are all blessings from the Almighty.

So I remember going on field trip to Igbora as an undergraduate. We were actually visiting three towns namely: Eruwa, Lanlate and Igbora. Of all the towns, Igbora caught my attention. The entrance to the town made me dig dip and made me thirsty for more information. It was then and only then I found out that it was the " Land of Twins". Do not tell anybody but I have always nursed the dream of having identical twins or even a boy and girl.

Being adventurous and asking a lot of questions, I discovered that there is a particular leaf that the inhabitants believe to make a woman produce twins.After carrying out the field research which was the major purpose of the visit to Igbora. I settled down with colleagues to have a good meal at canteen. I made sure that I had enough of the " Twin leaves" in my soup surrounded by the balls of amala waiting to go down my long throat.
There has always been this belief that local canteen food taste better. The dirtier and more local it looked, the tastier and sweeter the food tasted. It was even believed that the sweat of the cooks added spice to the food they prepared.

Having digested leafy soup and amala happily with my colleagues, we chilled a bit to chat before leaving to our temporary abode- a guest room in Eruwa.In mind I was like I didn't just pass through Igboora, I made sure I would have stories to tell of its impact . My only regret was that I didn't really take pictures. Camera phones were not in vogue then and organising for a local photographer was a no-no.

As geographer, you also an explorer;you discover, you invent and test prove. For more on Igboora check the link below:
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