Amanda and Prof Anik hopped into a white G wagon. He had ordered his driver to come and pick them up from AJ's suites, their usual hangout joint."Hey Chief, I didn't enjoy your bed performance today o, it was quite unusual." Amanda said. She pulled her skimpy skirt to kneel length and bent to adjust her platform shoe strap."Hey my little angel. You know that isn't my fault. First off, I forgot to bring a lube along, besides, you insisted I make use of a stealth, I'm not used to that."" Butt, Chief, I don't want to get pregnant or catch some terrible disease"Prof laughed. "What disease if I may ask... HIV? Come on girl, wise up. Don't think we'd continue like this. Don't you know how to calculate yourrr?" He manovered his eyeballs."My what?"" You always want me to say everything. Okay ma, I meant Ovulation period. Get one of your friends to teach you that, I'm not meant to get involved in all that girly talk" They sat beside each other at the rear seat." Or, in other ways, we c
“Now, back to my class” Mrs. Ayodele, dragged a plastic armchair to the front of the class.Some students grumbled.“Let me hear from you Aisha, you’ve been mute. What’s on?”“good afternoon class. I wanna talk about The Ballad of Rocky Rontal. This was a publication made in 2016 by my uncle.”“ pretty astonishing hmmm. Class put a round of applause for Aisha. She’s got a great uncle.”The class did, a bit grudgingly..“THE FIRST TIME I met Rocky Rontal, I asked him to describe his childhood. I watched him stiffen, like someone preparing for the sharp poke of a needle. He rubbed a palm over his close-cropped black hair. It was a long moment before he spoke. “I didn’t have one,” he said finally.It was late autumn in the Bay Area, and he’d come in from Stockton to meet me. The gloomy skies had cleared, and outside everything was slick and shiny and glowing in the bright sunshine. Rocky, by contrast, was all darkness. He’s in his early 50s, wiry, compact, and reserved. He wore all black,
Rocky was sentenced to 27 years to life.ROCKY HAD BEEN inside about a year and a half when his little sister, Renee, and a friend of hers disappeared. Her friend’s name was Nancy Rubia, and they were both 13 years old. Renee was daring, uncontrollable. Both girls were already running away from home, staying out late, drinking. They were last seen on the night of January 24, 1982, getting into a Pontiac Firebird with two men. Renee and Nancy were found a few days later in an irrigation ditch off Bacon Island Road in the Delta.This is the second terrible crime.Rocky’s sister, Renee, before she disappearedWhen he heard the news, Rocky wondered if his sister was paying for what he’d done. He had enemies, of course, and he wondered if the violence he’d spread in the world was coming back to him. He sent out messages, lists of people he wanted executed. He didn’t know who was responsible, but what he lacked in information, he made up for with the scale and scope of his anger. He wanted
Now, the boldest boy in the class; Samson rose and walked to the front of the class. No greetings, no informalities. He went straight to the point.“Today, I’m going to be talking about HUMAN RIGHTS; IN INDIA AND DIASPORA.”Everyone stared.“A right is described as an entitlement or justified claim to a certain kind of positive and negative treatment from others, to support from others or non-interference from others. In other words, a right is something to which every individual in the community is morally permitted, and for which that community is entitled to disrespect or compulsorily remove anything that stands in the way of even a single individual getting it. Rights belong to individuals, and no organization has any rights not directly derived from those of its members as individuals; and, just as an individual’s rights cannot extend to where they will intrude on another individual’s rights, similarly the rights of any organisation whatever must yield to those of a single indivi
Some students in the class yawned, already getting tired of his long ‘boring’ speech. Mrs. Ayodele didn’t miss a glance. “Hey continue, I’m enjoying you” she smiled at Samson.“Human rights are protected and supported by international and national laws and treaties. The UDHR was the first international document that spelled out the “basic civil, political, economic, social and cultural rights that all human beings should enj
“Good afternoon class” Juwa saluted.“Hmmm,” the class buzzed, gradually smiles changed to bursts of laughter. They knew he loved football, and anything he’s got to say today has to be related to it.“class, today id be speaking on the topic HOOLIGANISM IN FOOTBALL.”Everyone clapped for him, “quite an astonishing intro” Mrs. Ayodele said. They all knew there’s a high prob Juwa’s speech would be very interesting.
“It’s your turn Ife, what do you have there?” asked Mrs. Ayodele.“DISCIPLINE IN EDUCATION AND IN SCHOOLS”
“I’m so sorry this essay presentation class is taking so long. I really want to listen to all essays you guys got there so you could improve. Keinde, what do you have for us?”“I want to talk on WHAT MOTIVATES YOU?Have you ever wondered what drives you, to want to become a better person? That feeling you get when you want to accomplish something that seems out of reach, that feeling that makes you do dumb things that you know you should not do, but do it anyway so a certain someone would like you better. That feeling that made you want to work harder in class to get that gold star up by your name, or that fear of being punished if you did not work harder. Well each one of those feelings is a different type of motivation. What is motivation? “Motivation is internal and external factors that stimulate desire and energy in people to be continually interested in and committed to a job, role, or subject, and to exert persistent effort in attaining a goal. Motivation is the energizer of beh