Nick Asgill

16/01/2025

Just big ups,

🎉 Facebook recognised me for starting engaging conversations and producing inspiring content among my peers.

06/01/2025

On This Day: January 6th, 1999
The unimaginable became reality.

It was the morning of my grandmother's birthday when the 8-year civil war reached our doorstep, and the next 2 weeks behind enemy lines changed everything for me and my community.

Today, as we celebrate peace, let’s remember: that peace is precious, and we must protect it at all costs.

Whatever happens, we must NEVER forget. 🕊️



👉 Read my story about those 2 weeks of survival here:
https://poda-poda.com/essays/adventures-of-an-awkward-african-kid-the-fire

04/01/2025

04/01/2025

Livestream Alert: The Grand Finale with Nick Asgill!

In the first chapter of this gripping series, we explored Nick's journey through post-rebel war trauma, his adaptation to life in London, and his burning desire to return home and rebuild Sierra Leone. We uncovered the triumphs, the heart-wrenching losses, and the life-threatening challenges he faced in the land of his birth.

In this concluding episode, Nick reveals his political insights, unveils his community plans, and shares the priceless "jewels" he discovered on his incredible journey.

Don’t miss this final chapter of a 13-year odyssey of love, resilience, and nation-building in the remarkable land of Sierra Leone.

03/01/2025

Everyone has 1 life, I owe it to myself to figure it out! 💪🏆🧨❤🙏🏿

02/01/2025

🎉 Thank you to everyone who joined me for last night's livestream!

Your energy and support made it an unforgettable experience, and I couldn't have done it without you!

But the fun isn't over yet! The final episode of this series is coming up on Saturday, 4th January at 8 PM, and I would love for you to be there! 🤩✨

Do you have any questions from the first live? DM me and let me know what’s on your mind—I'll answer them LIVE during the show! 💬💡

Follow me on all social media to stay updated and never miss out on any of the action!

See you all on Saturday! Let’s make it even bigger and better! 💥

01/01/2025

J1 Join the conversation tonight at 8:00pm UK time. I will be taking some questions so feel free to ask me some tough ones!!🤓😬🙌

01/01/2025

Happy New Year good people. Wish you all the very best that 2025 could possibly offer. 🙏🏾🎁🎈🎉🍾❤️💡
Don’t forget to join me live at 8pm today on all social media platforms I actually almost talked myself out of doing the live session. Spoke with my Mamzy and she was like “not tok but politics oooo leh den nor put u na tight corner” 🤣🤣🤣🤣. The truth is I am going to talk about everything, I will offer truths with hard evidence to back my statements. Don’t miss it, tune in and turn up at 8pm tonight New Years Day 20251

25/12/2024

I gained 39 followers, created 7 posts and received 29 reactions in the past 90 days! Thank you all for your continued support. I could not have done it without you. 🙏🤗🎉

22/12/2024

Saw this amazing artwork and a short story came to me:

In the magical African village of Marapinto, it was the night before Christmas—though no one knew it as such. The missionaries had not yet arrived, weaving their so-called good spells into the fabric of the land. Pedro, Columbus, and their ilk were still distant shadows, their sails yet to mar the shores. And yet, their absence diminished nothing of the wonder that danced in the night air.

The elders stood beneath the canopy of the infinite sky, its stars shimmering like ancient ancestors bearing witness. They raised calabashes brimming with palm wine and toasted their principal peace—a peace unbroken, untainted, and whole. Drums beat in harmony with the pulse of the earth, while voices rose in songs that carried the spirit of their unity across the winds.

Alaja Okpere, the seer, her face illuminated by the amber glow of the fire, spoke with a voice that wove itself into the soul of the night. “Mark this night,” she proclaimed, her words laden with mystery. “For it is the greatest night of a thousand nights!” Her people cheered, unaware of the bitter truth hidden in her prophecy.

If only they had known. If only we had known. This would be their last year of freedom, their final taste of unspoiled joy. By the next harvest, the first ships would arrive, bringing with them chains—visible and invisible.

For a thousand years to follow, the peace they celebrated tonight would become a memory, a dream whispered from generation to generation. Love and harmony, once abundant, would be treasures buried beneath the weight of conquest and sorrow. Yet the hearts of Marapinto’s descendants would refuse to surrender. In their songs, their stories, and their spirits, they would fight to reclaim the light of this night, even as the centuries dimmed it.

And so, on that fateful night, under open heavens and stars aglow, Marapinto danced, sang, and rejoiced in the unbroken rhythm of their ancestors. The village radiated magic, its people basking in a harmony that even time could not erase. For in that fleeting moment, they were free, and the universe bore witness to their joy.

Written By: Nicholas Asgill Nick Asgill

21/08/2024

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15/08/2024

“As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands — one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.” — Audrey Hepburn. 🎭✅. Thank you for joining us on a rainy morning to inspire the next generation of leaders and future problem solvers!