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12/12/2023

I was walking leisurely along our estate one early morning. The beautiful dry season weather breeze caressed my skin and became my only companion.

As I walked around, with nowhere in mind, but was moving just as the spirit led me, I saw a young woman alighting from a Keke napep with a sack of potatoes and corn. There could be other items in the bag, but I saw only these two.

One interesting thing happened as I wanted to walk past her. We were coming in opposite directions.

However, I didn't see only her. There was a very tall man picking debris along the road and adding to her load. He would quickly pack the dirt, fold them in a bag he removed from his pocket, and run to the girl, only to offload them on her load.

How the sacks of debris were able to stay put should be addressed as the eighth wonder of the world. I could not move further, as I stood there watching her and her companion. I was so sure she didn't see the grey-looking man, wearing I-sway-to-God shoes.

Some people nearby could even think I was admiring the girl, not knowing there was more to what I was seeing. Anyway, I kept moving.

One week later, I took another route out of my estate in the evening, strolling and enjoying the smell of the weather around me. It was my way of trying to cool off after working all day.

Just outside the estate gate, I noticed the same woman roasting corn. On the ground were potatoes and onions shed in small quantities. She was the only one there. No, the grey man I saw with her that day was there, too. He was painting all the corn with mud from a nearby stagnant pool.

It was an awful sight to behold. Immediately the grey man noticed that I was watching him, he disappeared. I smiled at the girl and asked her how market. She said people no longer buy things from her, and that her market does not move anymore. Instead of making gains, she kept losing customers and throwing her rotten items away since people were not buying. In the end, she was incurring debt.

I saw a tear drop from her eyes. This was a young woman in her late 20s. Looking at her closely, you could see some lines of age on her face, making her look forty-something.

Anyway, I paused my own business of the day to sit beside her. Then, I saw the grey man again, peeping from an old face-me-I-face-you house opposite. He was the only one there. Probably, other occupants had gone to work.
I stared at the man a little and asked her if she lived there. She said yes.

"Who is your landlord?" I asked her.

She wiped her face with her left palm and wiped the palm on her wrapper. Then, she said something unrelated to the question. "I think I should stop selling and look for another business. I'm even scared because people I owe could come here and harass me."

"No, you won't," I told her while repeating my initial question.

I don't have a landlord. The man diéd two years ago."

"Interesting! So, whom do you pay your rent to?"

We stopped paying rent since he dîéd."

I asked her why. She started narrating that she was born in that house and her family had lived there for over 25 years. When their landlord diéd, there was no one to pay their rent again to, as no one showed up as his family.

While she was still talking, I cut her short and asked her about the other tenants and how they were faring.

She exhaled and told me how all of them had been experiencing challenges of late. That one of them was currently at the hospital and his left leg was about to be amputated.

She kept telling me about everyone's plight until I asked her to describe the landlord. It was the man opposite she described. Funnily enough, the man hid his face when she described him. It was obvious he could hear us. I obtained permission from her and marched to that house.

The landlord was sitting on the floor when he saw me. He looked at me angrily and I smiled. I asked him why he was tormenting his tenants, he said they were not paying rent. I told him what the woman said.

He gave me the phone number of his brother, living in another city whom they could call and pay rent to. I asked him about his wife and children. He shook his head in pain and said they were dèád.

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"Dèád?" I asked him.

"Yes, dèád. My wife dîéd when she gave birth to my only son. We waited for 20 years to have a child, only for me to lose both of them. So, I could not remarry because of the pain."

I could feel his plight. But he was dèåd and gone.

We even chatted a bit and talked about some things I can't mention here. Finally, I asked him if the tenants paid rent, and if he would stop tormenting them. He answered in the affirmative.

I thanked him and as I turned back, I felt a rush of hot air pass me. He was gone.

I met the woman and told her what happened. She confirmed what the man told me about his family. Then, I gave her the phone number of the man's brother and told her to ensure she and the other tenants did the right thing.

Before I left, I transferred a huge sum of money that could cover her debt and give her something to live on for a few days just as I was led on my spirit.

I was glad to see her sometime back and she said she was able to raise money and packed out of the compound.

Listen,

Anything that is unusual around you is 80% spiritual and if you are not careful and spiritual enough to navigate, you'll pay bitterly with your life and I will still see you disappearing one day.

So, monitor and reevaluate your life frequently so you can easily dictate when the enemy showed up.

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12th December 2023

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12/08/2023

Al Nassr played the Arab cup final this evening against Al Hilal.

The first half ended in a goalless draw 0:0

Second half kicked off and Al Hilal scored the first goal of the game 1:0

Al Nassr were at the exit already and waiting to lose the final.

70 mins, Al Nassr defender gets a red card 🟥 and leaves the pitch, they're down to 10 men and losing 1:0 to Al Hilal.

Rival fans brought out their cooking pots, those who wished Al Nassr failure were already making mockery posts.

It didn't take long, on the 74th minute, 4 minutes after they were reduced to 10 men, Cristiano Ronaldo Dos Santos Aveiro scored a goal for his team, Al Nassr and they were levelled with the opposing team 1:1

Few minutes later, Cristiano Ronaldo Dos Santos Aveiro scored again for his 10man team and they were ahead in the match 2:1

Unfortunately the goal was ruled offside and cancelled and scores went back to 1:1.

It continued this way until the full 90 minutes ended. Then they went on to extra time.

Eight minutes after extra time kicked off, Cristiano Ronaldo Dos Santos Aveiro scored again against Al Hilal and gave his team the lead once again, 2:1.

The match went on to second half of extra time and at the die minute, when the opponents saw they couldn't stop this god in form of a man, they decided to injure him as it's the only way to take him off the pitch.

He left at the dle minute crying because he couldn't continue anymore due to his injury. Although he had given his 10man team the lead, he wanted to stay and ensure their victory.

His teammates saw their powerhouse had left the pitch in tears and they knew the only way they can pay him back for helping them to victory is to defend the lead he gave them until full time.

They did just that! Yes! The match ended 2:1 in favour of Cristiano Ronaldo's Al Nassr. They won the match and carried the cup!

Their captain, Cristiano Ronaldo led them to victory...he guided them all the way from the group stage to the final day.

He is not human
He is the most clutch player of our time
The greatest of all time
The king of football

In England, they call him the king of football
In Spain, he is called 'Más grande de todos los tiempos'
In Italy, after spending just 3 years, they tagged him 're del calcio'
In America, they call him the god of soccer.
Currently in Saudi Arabia, he is hailed as ما هي أسطورة كرة القدم.and in Nigeria, he is called 'Ororo'

Ladies and gentlemen, the one true GOAT, Cristiano Dos Santos Aveiro Ronaldo.

Take a bow.

13/07/2023

Oluwanishola Akeju wrote:

The man I buy car parts from is an igbo man. This is the exact kind of car he drives.

I have been his customer for over 2 years now since I came across him.

I have shared few experiences of my car being bashed. He has been the one selling for me when I need a part.

Why did I keep going to him? He has a very strong customer service behavior. My first day with him, he told me I look handsome. Even though I knew he was trying to be get me smiled, I felt relaxed pricing before I buy and even when I didn’t agree with the price. He said, “Oga, buy from me na abi you no wan make my pikin chop? Na because of you I come market o” Then I was like it’s just a difference of 1500. So I told him, I will check around, if I don’t see any lesser price I will buy from you. He said no problem Oga. So I went to price in few places and I returned because the price was the same or even more.

When I got back to him. He said, Oga, you don finally bring my pikin money. That was not what I was expecting. Many will behave otherwise. He remained friendly still. So I bought and left. That is how I became his customer for life.

But that is not even the story.

My last episode at PWD ikeja made me visit him again and after attending to me, it was already late and I didn’t take my car along.

He asked where I am living. I told him. Then it happens that he lives around my area so few minutes later he closed his shop and we left to the car. So we got to where he parked and this is the type of car he drives. I was surprised! Well, I will keep my reasons to myself.

So we got talking along the way and realized I was talking to a business genius who never stepped on the university ground. He told me he has been in this business since 2009. How he started from selling electronics DVD gadgets to selling motor parts. He said he has 3 shops in different part of Lagos.

Told him about myself, it was then he knew my name and we dived into family discussion. Just at that moment, we got infront of his house. His was before my bus stop.

It was there I had to look at him again. He said this is my house Oga. I was like na you gan gan be Oga. This man literally built a mansion. I couldn’t stop gazing. He said Mr Akeju, I am raising another 8 flats in your area which i will be renting out.

At that point, I was seeing a different man with purpose. As in success as a human being. Even at this revelation, he remained humble still. He invited me to come inside so he could entertain me as we already got along. All I could say is, another time Oga.

And I applied many of what he said to my life.

Here is a man without BSC or MSC who understands business and “customer-retention” than many graduates working in offices.

A man who is constantly thirsty for more success even when success sure.

A man ‘practicalising’ economics even than those who studied economics.

A man who understands that you don’t wear riches, but rather invest it.

He is a case study and there are many like him who makes gold but do not wear gold.

Dear youths, there is more to life than the Venza, Prada, 10k dolls neck chain.

I believe there are many more to learn here...

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13/07/2023

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This Ibadan man always goes to eat rice and stew in a restaurant.
One day, when he went to eat at the restaurant, they said "stew never done yet o".. The man said "no problem, just bring the ordinary rice for me." They gave him and he ate the ordinary rice.
Immediately he finished eating, they said stew is ready.
The man said, "bring the stew wey una suppose put for my rice." So they gave him the stew and he drank it.
All of a sudden, the man started tumbling and scattering the whole place, he used his body to hit the ground several times. People managed to hold him down and asked him what was wrong.
The man said, "I dey mix the rice and stew wey dey inside my
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10/07/2023

⚰MY FATHER'S CÕRPSE⚰
⚰EPISODE 3⚰

Being scared when I yanked the blanket off him is an understatement, I was literally scared to dêath and I didn't even realise the time my boxers became wet with hot urine.

The thought of my father having a ghost power, combined with his earthly wickëdness was killîng me gradually. My father's cõrpse was now undoubtedly the god of dëath to me, and coupled with his wicked nature when he was alive and his ghost powers, I knew that my dëath was inevitable.

I was just standing a few inches away from him, and he could literally grab my neck from where he was sleeping on in that instant and kîll me, for good.

I knew what my father was. I was so sure he'll want to cause me so much pain and torment my life before he finally kîlls me himself, and by that, he will start by kîlling my loved ones first. He has already murdered my wife.

At that instant, I started cursing, crying and wondering about why God allowed my father's cõrpse to come back as a ghost, instead of going straight to hêll, the actual place he ought to be.

I knew that I had no other choice other than to beg for my life. My bible was no where near where I was neither was there anything I could use to defend myself.

"I'll wash your body, I'll perform the rite. Just spare me and my children", I started begging and crying with my tears pouring down my eyes. The tears kept on increasing due to the unbearable odour I was perceiving from my dëad father's body.

I was still begging for my life when he suddenly stared at me again, grinned and disappeared again.

His disappearance was my only chance to shoot my shot at saving my life. I realized that immediately he disappeared. I knew that I'll have to pass a fast call to my father's family priest. "He will definitely know how to save me from this", I whispered to myself.

Immediately after his disappearance, I grabbed my phone and I rushed to my children's room. Fortunately for me, he wasn't in the room with them.

I entered their rooms and I locked myself up with them. My kids were apparently confused about the whole development and they kept on screaming and crying even though I was there to pacify them.

Fortunately for me, I had the priest's phone number with me. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number immediately.

The phone was picked immediately it beeped as if the priest has been expecting me to call. "What could have kept him awake by this time of the night", I thought to myself as a baritone voice thundered from the other end of the call.

"Get yourself here immediately. Dèath is looming over you, and you really have to come get yourself here at this instant", the priest said.

"This is Dayo sir".

"Don't waste any more time", he said as he ended the call.

I got the message immediately.

My father's côrpse is still very much with us in the house, and I'll have to get my kids to the priest immediately, or else, he will kîll all of us.

I grabbed my kids immediately and we made a mad race to the car.

I was still running with my last born in my hands when I realised that I was yet to inform my Mum about the whole new unexpected saga.

I put my kids in the backseat, opened the gate and drove out of the compound without caring to close the gates back.

Along the way, I dialled my Mum's phone and she eventually picked after my second attempt. My kids was already asleep.

"Your father came.....your fathe........father came her.......", my Mum struggled to finish the words as her voice mysteriously dîed down.

I was still trying to get her back on the phone when I noticed a white figure sitting on the bonnet of my car.

The white figure was apparently my father's cõrpse and he blocked my view. I couldn't press break on the highway I was on.

I kept on screaming and my father's círpse kept on laughing hysterically like a mâd wítch as I kept on speeding without seeing the incoming vehicles.

After about 50 seconds of our abnormalities, my father's côrpse disappeared from the top of bonnet and he appeared right beside me.

That broke the camel's back, as he distracted me from seeing the incoming trailer.

I screamed hard as I swerved into the direction of the incoming trailer, with my kids in the backseat, sleeping peacefully.

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10/07/2023

⚰MY FATHER'S CÕRPSE⚰

⚰EPISODE 2⚰

His stare was intense, mean and his grin was way more than dëadly. A little child can literally pass out from the way he was staring at me.

Even though his face was pale and decaying, I could still perfectly recollect that it's the same kind of expression he usually put on whenever he wants to torture I and my Mum. It was exactly the same look, just that this one is scarier and more ghôst like.

The smell that hit my nose earlier doubled, and this time, it was smelling like 10000 decayed egg that has been deposited in a bucket of one thousand years old faeces. The smell was absolutely dïsgusting and dëadly.

Now, the smell in the air seems to be hurting me more than my father's cõrpse itself and I was forced to vomit on the ground.

I was still trying to recover from both the stare and smell when my father's word rang in my ear. "Didn't they tell you that there'll be a consequences". That was when I realised that I was in trouble. "What could the consequences be", I thought to myself.

Immediately I realised this, I looked at his side and I was startled to see that he was no longer sitting on the couch.

His presence has absolutely disappeared, even the smell too has disappeared and I started wondering whether I was hallucinating or his cõrpse was actually in my house.

I wanted to run back to his house immediately and inform his relative about what I just witnessed because the last thing I'll want for myself is to fight a cõrpse that I so much hated when he was alive. But it was already too late, and it'll be a great risk to travel alone by that time of the night.

Since I was on leave and I won't be going to my work place the next day, I decided to go to bed and go to his house the next day, and along the way, I'll branch my Pastor's, Alfa's and herbalist's place in order to fortify myself against any impending attack.

That was all I had in mind when I was cleaning my vomit.

After I was done with the cleaning, I went to my children's rooms silently and they were all fast asleep.

I thereafter went to my room and my wife was asleep too.

I carefully took off my cloth and I went to sleep on the bed too.

When I was about to sleep, I muttered a word of prayers that I couldn't even hear or decipher myself. I was just rushing to sleep so as to wake up early the next day, and due to this, I forgot to make a serious prayer before going to bed.

I had barely slept for more than two hours when the smell came back again, and this time, it wasn't as strong as the one I perceived earlier. Then I realized that the smell wasn't as strong as the one I perceived in the living room because I wasn't sleeping near the source of the smell.

I spranged up from bed immediately and I started trying to wake my wife so that we can go and check together.

My wife didn't even react to my slaps and beatings and it was very strange to me.

In a stound, the real smell replaced the mild one and it appeared like my nose hit a nuclear smell. I was forced to jump away from my bed and rush into the bathroom to vomit again.

Immediately I entered the bathroom, what I saw next made me choke on my vomit.

I saw my wife in the pool of her own bloõd and she has been mutilated beyond recognition. I was only able to recognise her by the big mark on her left breãst.

The vomit went back immediately and I couldn't cry nor scream.

I was still trying to recover when I remembered that I left my wife on the bed few seconds ago.

I ran back immediately to my room and I was surprised to still see the body on the bed. "This isn't adding up", I whispered to myself as I removed the blanket off the body in one swift motion.

I was shocked again to see my father's cõrpse on the bed, and not my wife.

That was when I realised that I have been sleeping beside my father's co**se ever since I got back and it was my father's co**se that I was trying to wake, not my wife.

"These are the consequences and it's just the tip of the iceberg", my father's co**se said with the wildest grin I have ever seen in my life.

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10/07/2023

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09/07/2023

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⚰MY FATHER'S CÕRPSE⚰
⚰EPISODE 1⚰

They said he diēd two days ago.

I feigned a shocking scream immediately my paternal uncle broke this news to me.

My father, who used his entire life to tõrment and torturĕ I and my Mum dīed two days.

"Your father dïed from a sickness and his cõrpse has been brought home already. He has already been placed in his room for you. You have to come and perform the family rite on him as his first seed", My uncle said after breaking the news of his dēath to me.

"To hêll with the rite", I cursèd hard under my breath. "Why in God's name will I come to bath the body of a man that made my mum passed through hëll without excluding me", the event of what happened the previous years flashed through my mind again and I couldn't help but cursé my father's côrpse.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he interrupted my thought and explained further about what the rite is all about.

"I'm sure you're aware that this rite is very mandatory, in order for your father's soul to be ushered into heaven. You have to come and bath your father's cõrpse before the next three days, or else", he said and paused.

"Or else what", I fumed immediately.

"There'll be consequences, Dayo. A lot of consequences", he said and ended the call immediately.

All my father's relative and everyone who knew me well were very aware that I greatly despise my father, who in his life time had no positive impact in my life.

He was very much aware of my hate for him too, and he didn't even bother to come and ask for forgiveness from his only son.

I was very much aware of the rite in my family, and from the story I heard when I was still a teenager, it is a must for every first son to bath his father's cõrpse before it is being finally laid to rest. I once wondered about what will happen if the decease doesn't have a male child, but I was told that it has never happened in the history of our family.

I got scared the very first time my paternal uncle told me about the possible consequences. That was 22 years ago.

The issues about my father's co**se was still disturbing my mind when my phone beeped. It was my Mum.

"Dayo. Your father is dêad", My Mum said as soon as I picked the call.

"I know, Ma. I'll meet you at home", I replied and ended the call.

The time was already late.

I signed out of the office and I drove myself home.

When I got home, my wife, Mum and three kids were already waiting for me as if they were all waiting to give me a surprise.

Immediately I entered the house, they all stood up to hug me as usual, aside my Mum. I went ahead to greet her, and without waiting for me to even remove my suit, she dragged me to a corner.

"Dayo. My husband. I beg you in the name of Jesus, you have to go and perform the rite. Just see it as the last thing you'll do for your father", My Mum begged.

Although I pretended as if I was going to perform the rite, I never had it in mind to go and perform the rite.

It was after the second day that I received a call from my uncle again, informing me about the condition of my father's côrpse and telling me that it's almost starting to decay. "Do you despise your father's círpse too. Just come and perform the rite and let us lay him to rest", he said over the phone again.

That made changed my mind, and I decided to go on the third day, which was the last day.

They were already waiting for me when I got to my father's thatched mansion.

Everything I was to use has already been prepared for me, and what remains was just for me to go to where he was laid and bath his côrpse.

I grabbed a bucket of water and I started go towards the room.

Immediately I opened the door of the room. A very weird nauseating smell hit my nose. It smelled like a 1000 decayed egg that has been deposited in a bucket of faeces.

I eventually opened the door, and in there was a more shocking discovery.

My father's cõrpse was no longer on the bed. In fact, it was no where to be found inside his almost tiny room. I started wondering whether they were playing some tricks on me and some other person has already done the rite in my stead.

When I broke the news to them, they were all shocked too and we launched a search for my father's côrpse.

We searched for more than three hours and we were still not able to find my father's córpse.

When I realised that it was already very late, I decided to go home and come back to continue the search the next day.

Immediately I opened the door of my house, the very smell I perceived in my father's room hit my nose again. It was undoubtedly the very same smell and I got scared immediately I recognised this.

I was yet to recover from this when I saw my father's córpse sitting on my couch and waiting for me in my living room.

"Didn't they tell you that there'll be a consequence", my father's said with a giggle as he faced me with his white, pale and wrinkled face.

And with shaky legs, I stumbled back in fear.

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03/06/2023

HOW THE 36 NIGERIAN STATES GOT THEIR NAMES:

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1. Abia

Abia is an acronym from the four main groups of people in the state as at the time it was formed in 1991: Aba Bende Isuikwuato Afikpo.

2. Adamawa

Adamawa was named after a warrior, Modibbo Adama Bin Ardo Hassan, that conquered the region in the beginning of the 19th century.

3. Akwa-Ibom

Akwa Ibom is named after the Qua Iboe (or Kwa Iboe) River.

4. Anambra

The state got its name from the corrupted version of Oma Mbala (Ànyịm Ọma Mbala), a popular river in the area.

5. Bauchi
'Bauchi’ is Hausa word meaning the southern flanks of Hausaland. Tribes living in the southern parts of the Hausaland were referred to as "kasashen bauchi" and the area they lived in later came to be known simply as Bauchi.

6. Bayelsa

Bayelsa is a combination of the acronyms of three local government areas which were pulled out of old Rivers state — Brass LGA known as BALGA, Yenegoa LGA known as YELGA and Sagbama LGA known as SALGA. in the formation of their names is BA + YEL + SA

7. Benue

The state was named after the "europeanised" corruption of 'Binuwe', the Batta word for ‘Mother of Waters’.

8. Borno

The alternative name of the Kanuris, the predominant ethnic group in the state, is 'Borno' which gave inspiration for the naming of the state.

9. Cross River

The state took its name from a River called Oyono or Cross River.

10. Delta

The state is where the River Niger forms a delta as it enters the Atlantic Ocean.

11. Ebonyi

Ebonyi is the anglicised version of 'Aboine', a river that cuts through Abakaliki, the state capital.

12. Edo

The Bini people who dwell in the area had always referred to themselves as Edo or Iduu. This inspired the name of the state.

13. Ekiti

‘Okiti’ is a term that is said to denote a settlement of many hills. It later became 'Ekiti'.

14. Enugu

Due to the many hills and rocky terrain in the area, the people named it in igbo, "Enu Ugwu" meaning "top of the hill". The state is named after the anglicised version, Enugu.

15. Gombe

Gombe is the dialect of Fulani language (Fulfulde) spoken in the area.

16. Imo

Just like many of the Nigerian states, Imo took its name from the popular river, Imo Mmiri.

17. Jigawa

Jigawa takes inspiration from its distinctively golden-coloured soil.

18. Kaduna

'Kadunas' is the plural form of crocodile in Hausa. The state therefore got its name from the many crocodiles in Kaduna River

19. Kano

Kano was the name of a blacksmith from the Gaya tribe who settled in the area while sourcing for ironstone. The state was named after him.

20. Katsina

The state was named after the wife of a popular local ruler known as Janzama. Her name was Katsina.

21. Kebbi

It is said that Kebbi was named after the Ka’abba in Mecca, Saudi Arabia.

22. Kogi

Since the popular confluence in Nigeria is located in the state, Kogi is said to have been derived from ‘kogin’, the hausa word for river.

22. Kogi

Since the popular confluence in Nigeria is located in the state, Kogi is said to have been derived from ‘kogin’, the hausa word for river.

23. Kwara

River Niger used to be called River Kwara by the Nupes at the Northern border of the state. The state was named after this.

24. Lagos

In 1472, the first set of Europeans to set foot in Lagos were the Portuguese. Due to the many lagoons and rivers in the town, they named it Lagos, which is the Portuguese word for 'lakes'.

25. Nasarawa

Nasarawa is a native word for 'victorious'. The state was named by the founder of Nasarawa kingdom, Makama Dogo.

26. Niger.

This was named after the River Niger.

27. Ogun.

This state was also named after a river — Ogun River.

28. Ondo

Ondo is a word used for settlers. The state was named after the settlers of the old Ondo Kingdom.

29. Osun

This state was also named after a river — the River Osun.

30. Oyo

The state was named after the Old Oyo empire.

31. Plateau

The state was named after the picturesque Jos plateau. Jos got its name from the mispronunciation of the town 'Gwosh'.

32. Rivers

Rivers State was named after the many water bodies present in the area.

33. Sokoto

Sokoto is the anglicized version of the Arabic word ‘suk’ meaning ‘market’ or ‘place of commerce’. The state itself was named after the defunct Sokoto Caliphate.

34. Taraba

Taraba state got its name from the Taraba River.

35. Yobe.

Komadugu Yobe (Waube or Ouobe) or River Yobe (or River of Yo) inspired the name of the state.

36. Zamfara

This state was named after Zamfarawa, one of the subdialects of the Eastern Hausa group.

FCT: Abuja

“Abuja” was in the earlier 20th century the name of the nearby town now called Suleja.

The indigenous inhabitants of Abuja are the Gbagyi (Gwari), with the Gbagyi language formerly the major of the region language.

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