Twin brothers Just & Juli

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01/01/2025

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Merry Christmas! Celebrate the beauty of the season with gratitude, hope, and joy.
25/12/2024

Merry Christmas! Celebrate the beauty of the season with gratitude, hope, and joy.

Friendship is the golden thread that ties the heart of the world.
27/11/2024

Friendship is the golden thread that ties the heart of the world.

Mentioned  fansWrite your name on hearts, not on marble, that you may be remembered when grass grows on your grave.
28/10/2024

Mentioned fans

Write your name on hearts, not on marble, that you may be remembered when grass grows on your grave.

The Imperfect Balance of LifeLife has no perfect balance—no human is truly complete. You may be short with a kind heart,...
17/10/2024

The Imperfect Balance of Life

Life has no perfect balance—no human is truly complete. You may be short with a kind heart, or tall with a quick temper. Some are wealthy but lonely, while others are poor yet surrounded by love. One might have beauty but struggle with confidence, while another has strength but lacks patience. We all carry a mix of gifts and flaws. The key is to embrace who you are and grow from it, knowing that true fulfillment comes not from perfection, but from balance within.

Destiny is like a destination—everyone heads toward it, but the paths are different. Some will walk all their lives and ...
16/10/2024

Destiny is like a destination—everyone heads toward it, but the paths are different. Some will walk all their lives and never arrive, others will take a few steps and reach it, while some will find their way without effort. Make your journey count, and carve your path with purpose to reach your destination.

The Tortoise and the Yams from the Spirit WorldOnce upon a time, in a quiet village surrounded by lush forests, the anim...
15/10/2024

The Tortoise and the Yams from the Spirit World

Once upon a time, in a quiet village surrounded by lush forests, the animals lived in harmony. Near the village was a mystical path that led to the spirit world, and from time to time, large, golden yams from the spirit world would roll down the path. The animals were told never to touch the yams, as they were gifts for the spirits, meant to pass through the mortal realm untouched.

One day, clever Tortoise gathered all the animals and whispered, “Why let these precious yams pass by when we could feast on them? The spirits will never know!”

The animals, hungry and tempted, agreed. That night, as the yams passed, they sneaked onto the path and stole the golden yams. They celebrated with a grand feast, unaware that the spirits were watching.

The next morning, the village was struck with misfortune. The crops began to wither, and water dried up. Realizing they had angered the spirits, the animals blamed Tortoise. But Tortoise, always tricky, had already hidden away.

The animals had to make peace with the spirits by offering their own food to the mystical path, vowing never to steal again. Since then, whenever the yams pass by, the animals watch quietly, remembering the lesson taught by the cunning Tortoise.

The hardest battles are fought in the mind. Conquer yours today!
12/10/2024

The hardest battles are fought in the mind. Conquer yours today!

Mind Your Own BusinessIf you bend down to look at someone’s buttocks, remember that many people behind you are looking a...
12/10/2024

Mind Your Own Business

If you bend down to look at someone’s buttocks, remember that many people behind you are looking at yours. When you focus too much on someone else’s life or mistakes, you expose yourself to the judgment of others. Instead of fixating on others, stand tall, focus on your own journey, and remember that while you observe others, many are observing you.

The Power of “If Not”If not for certain principles, we might make decisions we’d later regret. ‘If not that she is short...
11/10/2024

The Power of “If Not”

If not for certain principles, we might make decisions we’d later regret. ‘If not that she is short, I would say something rude.’ ‘If not that I will disgrace my family, I would act out of anger.’ These ‘if nots’ remind us of the values we hold, the reasons we pause before reacting. They keep us grounded when emotions run high and guide us to choose restraint over impulsiveness. Embrace your ‘if nots’—they are the silent guardians of your character, helping you make choices you can be proud of.

Be True to Yourself‘When in Rome, behave like Romans’ means adapting to new cultures and respecting their ways. But it d...
11/10/2024

Be True to Yourself

‘When in Rome, behave like Romans’ means adapting to new cultures and respecting their ways. But it doesn’t mean losing yourself in the process. If the Romans cut off one of their eyes, it doesn’t mean you should follow suit. Adapt, but don’t compromise your core values. Stay true to who you are, or you might end up losing the respect of both the Romans and your own people. Balance is key—embrace new experiences, but never forget your roots.

The Right Company MattersAs a young person, always choose to walk with those who share your vision and direction in life...
10/10/2024

The Right Company Matters

As a young person, always choose to walk with those who share your vision and direction in life. Friends who are on a different path can unknowingly lead you astray, making your journey harder and your destination further away. But when you surround yourself with those who are headed the same way, they’ll encourage you, keep you focused, and walk alongside you through the challenges. The right company doesn’t just make the journey easier—they help ensure you reach your destination.

Pointing Fingers, Reflecting TruthWhen you point one accusing finger at someone, remember that your other four fingers a...
09/10/2024

Pointing Fingers, Reflecting Truth

When you point one accusing finger at someone, remember that your other four fingers are pointing back at you. Focus on self-reflection before placing blame on others.

The Steady PathThe runner reaches the summit quickly, but exhaustion forces him to rest. Meanwhile, the walker moves ste...
08/10/2024

The Steady Path

The runner reaches the summit quickly, but exhaustion forces him to rest. Meanwhile, the walker moves steadily, step by step. Though slower, the walker never stops, keeping a steady rhythm. And in time, they both stand side by side at the top. Remember, in life, it’s not always about how fast you get there. Sometimes, it’s about consistency and determination. Where the runner reaches first, the walker will reach eventually, each in their own time.

Moral Lesson:
Don’t be discouraged by the pace of others. Keep moving forward, and you’ll reach your destination too.

The Brave Little YamOnce upon a time, in a small Igbo village, there was a tiny yam sprout. The farmers overlooked it be...
30/09/2024

The Brave Little Yam

Once upon a time, in a small Igbo village, there was a tiny yam sprout. The farmers overlooked it because it seemed too weak and fragile to grow into anything useful. But this little yam had a strong will.

While other yams struggled under the harsh sun and strong winds, the tiny yam pushed its roots deeper into the soil, searching for water and nutrients. Slowly but surely, it grew stronger every day.

One morning, the villagers were astonished to see that the tiny yam had flourished into the biggest and healthiest yam in the entire field. It outgrew all the others because it had faced adversity with courage and persistence.

The elders gathered around and praised it, saying, “Sometimes the smallest beginnings lead to the greatest harvests.”

Moral: Don’t underestimate small beginnings—hard work and determination will always yield results, no matter how difficult the path may seem.

Night with a Bush BabyThe day ended like it always will, but something felt off in the village of Umunne. The air was he...
26/09/2024

Night with a Bush Baby

The day ended like it always will, but something felt off in the village of Umunne. The air was heavy, thick with an eerie stillness. That evening, the villagers heard a sound that sent shivers down their spines—a soft, mournful cry echoing through the forest. It was the cry of the Bush Baby.

Superstition held that when the Bush Baby cried endlessly, a great man was about to die. The wailing was so unsettling that no one dared venture out of their homes. But Adaora, curious and fearless, ignored the warnings. Her ailing grandmother needed herbs, and the best ones grew deep in the forest.

As Adaora made her way through the dark woods, the cries grew louder, almost as if the Bush Baby was following her. She quickened her pace, feeling as though unseen eyes were watching her every step. Then, out of the shadows, it appeared.

The Bush Baby was small but terrifying, with long, tangled hair that dragged across the forest floor. Its eyes glowed faintly, and its mouth opened to emit another mournful wail, the sound piercing the night air. Adaora froze, heart hammering in her chest.

The creature’s voice suddenly broke through the sobbing, “You… I’ve been waiting for you.”

Before Adaora could react, the Bush Baby spat a small flame from its mouth, and with a quick motion, it threw a large, magical leaf over her. The world around her vanished—she was now invisible to anyone in the real world, trapped in a secret realm with the creature.

But the Bush Baby did not harm her. Instead, it showed her the secrets of the forest. It taught her how to use leaves and herbs to cure the gravest of illnesses, how to heal wounds that no doctor could treat. Night after night, the Bush Baby would disappear, stealing food from nearby huts to keep her alive.

Yet every time it returned, it was crying, its sobs growing louder and more sorrowful. Adaora knew the legend: a great man was about to die. But who? Was it someone in her family? The thought gnawed at her.

As the weeks passed, the Bush Baby grew weaker. Its once-flowing hair became tangled with thorns, and its flames were barely more than a flicker. One evening, it came back from one of its mysterious trips and collapsed beside her. Between sobs, it whispered, “The secret to my power lies in my hair. But if you cut it, I will vanish, and you will return home. If you don’t, you will stay in this world forever.”

Torn, Adaora didn’t know what to do. She had learned so much from the Bush Baby—knowledge that could save lives. But she longed to return to her family, to warn them about the impending death.

With trembling hands, she waited until the creature fell asleep, its sobs quieter now but still present. Taking a sharp stone she had found earlier, she carefully cut a lock of the creature’s long, magical hair.

The Bush Baby let out a soft wail, its body fading slowly, and its hair disintegrating into smoke. The invisible world around Adaora began to dissolve. In the blink of an eye, she was back at the edge of her village, clutching the lock of hair tightly in her hand.

As she approached her home, she found the villagers gathered around a hut. Her heart sank. Her father, the village elder and a great man, had passed away that very night. The Bush Baby’s cries had foretold his death.

Though grief-stricken, Adaora shared the knowledge she had gained from the Bush Baby. She became the village’s healer, using the secret herbs and plants to cure illnesses and save lives. But she would never forget the creature’s wails, nor the price she had paid for the wisdom she now carried.

And on certain nights, when the wind howled through the trees and a soft cry echoed in the distance, Adaora would stop and listen. The Bush Baby’s sorrowful cry was never far away, reminding her that even the greatest gifts come with a shadow of loss.

Moral: There is power in knowledge, but often, wisdom comes at a price. The cost may be more than what we’re prepared to bear.

The Ghost Chicken of UkpochiLong ago, in the village of Ukpochi, there lived a poor farmer named Okonkwo. He was known f...
24/09/2024

The Ghost Chicken of Ukpochi

Long ago, in the village of Ukpochi, there lived a poor farmer named Okonkwo. He was known for his laziness and love for palm wine. One day, while walking in the forest, he stumbled upon an old woman sitting by a huge, black chicken.

“Take this chicken,” the old woman said with a toothless smile, “but make sure you never eat it. Feed it well, and it will lay you a golden egg every morning.”

Okonkwo, greedy as he was, took the chicken home, fed it scraps, and waited. The next morning, a shiny golden egg lay in the nest. Okonkwo was overjoyed and became rich, but the more eggs he got, the lazier he became.

One fateful night, after too much palm wine, Okonkwo thought to himself, “If this chicken lays golden eggs, how much gold must be inside it?” Without thinking, he grabbed his machete and slaughtered the chicken.

The moment the chicken’s head hit the ground, it vanished into smoke, leaving behind nothing but feathers. Suddenly, the house filled with eerie laughter, and the chicken reappeared—this time, as a ghost! Its eyes glowed red, and it cackled, “I told you not to eat me!”

Terrified, Okonkwo tried to run, but the ghost chicken chased him all over the village, clucking loudly. Wherever he went, people heard the strange sound of a chicken laughing and chasing after him. Okonkwo begged for forgiveness, but the ghost chicken wouldn’t stop.

To this day, villagers say they can still hear Okonkwo’s screams at night, running from the ghost chicken that clucks, “Ngbaa-ngbaa!” It’s funny when you imagine a grown man running from a chicken, but terrifying when you hear its ghostly cackles in the dead of night.

Moral: Greed can turn even the simplest things into your worst nightmare.

The Man and the GoatA man was traveling with his goat, hoping to sell it at the market. On the way, three thieves decide...
18/09/2024

The Man and the Goat

A man was traveling with his goat, hoping to sell it at the market. On the way, three thieves decided to trick him. The first thief approached the man and said, “Why are you carrying a dog?” The man laughed and corrected him, “It’s a goat, not a dog.” The second thief came and said, “Why are you carrying a dead calf?” The man, confused, checked his goat but continued on his way. When the third thief said, “Why are you carrying a donkey?” the man, now fully convinced that something was wrong with his goat, abandoned it. The thieves quickly took the goat for themselves.

Moral: Don’t let others make you doubt your own judgment.

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