Former Nigerian International `Sunday Oliseh has penned a contract with the NFF to coach the super eagles.
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Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Keshi should have been sacked a long time ago--- Crown Fm OAP
Sports analyst for Crown FM in Ile-Ife Osun state, Wesley Gbadegesin, has said the sacking of Super Eagles coach Stephen Keshi came a little bit late.
Monday, July 6, 2015
Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner divorce.. #sad
Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner are divorcing amicably. They intend to remain great friends and even continue to live together to parent their three carefully named children.
Ashton Kutcher and Mila Kunis have officially tied the knot.
The ex "That 70's Show" co-stars got married this weekend .. and in classic Ashton form ... the whole thing was very top secret.
COLUMN OF THE DAY. (SAM OMATSEYE)
He lived for 106 years, but his claim to
immortality happened for only six months. Even those six months he tucked away
in the silence of a selfless memory. It is a lesson in humanity for the
Nigerian elite.
It happened in
1939 when Adolf Hitler loomed with his Nazi nightmare. With its death showers,
starvation, rapes, torture, etc, the concentration camp beckoned all Jews. The
world was numb with ignorance. The camps – in Auschwitz, Sobribor, etc – were
not before then and had not since then ever installed human butchery and
barbarism of that scale. Jews, whether father, mother or child, were rolled
rudely into chambers and incinerated or burned to ashes through what was known
as showers of death.
Nicholas Winton,
who just died at 106, did not then know about the concentration camps the way
we know it today or the way the world came to understand it towards the end of
the Second World War in 1945.
He acted swiftly
when he heard that Hitler’s army under the cover of its deafly air force known
as Luftwaffe, would soon mow down Czechoslovakia. He called off his luxury
pastime of skiing, and moved to the east European country for a mission of
charity. He planned to save as many as 900 children by shipping them away from
the underbelly of horror in Czechoslovakia. But he succeeded only with 669.
Although of
Jewish origin, all his family lived in Britain. He had no family ties in that
country. He just knew children were in danger of falling into the jaws of
tyranny. He did not have time. Hitler could plunge into the country any time,
and so he materialised in the refugee camps in the country, and took down names
and photos of the children.
So, he made
several trips in early 1939 between London and Prague. Aided by his mother, he
set up the British Committee for Refugees from Czechoslovakia, raised money,
called for volunteers who could host the children. He raised some money but not
enough. He made the difference from his own purse.
It was a dark
time, and he could not transport the children without bribing the Nazi
officials. Never a moral purist, he bribed the Nazi police chief known as
criminal rat because of his rank known in Germany as Kriminalrat. He cooperated
and the bribes reached down to the train operators and officials in Customs and
Immigration. The bribes greased the trains through barriers.
He planned and
paid for eight trains to take the kids from the country through Cologne,
Nuremburg and other ramparts of Nazism through Holland. They were ferried to
Essex, from there they took a train to London where British families received
them, who took them on as children. It started in March and ended in August.
Seven trains had eluded the Nazi monster. The last and eighth train had 250
children, but before it left, September 1 had dawned savagely when
Hitler ordered every border shut down. The children the last train bore were
never seen again, and it was assumed that they descended into the oblivion of
the concentration camps.
Within six
months, he had written himself into the annals of charity and into the front
rank of human love. For the rest of his 106 years on earth, nothing so
spectacularly was associated with him. “One crowded hour in a glorious life,”
penned the poet Thomas Mordaunt, “is worth an age without a name.”
Yet everyone, in
Britain and everywhere else, forgot Winton’s act. Not even the beneficiary
children sought the man. He hid the scrapbook containing entries of the names
of the kids and letters, etc of those months in his attic. He never even told
his wife of his heroics. He was a disinterested hero. His wife saw them and probed
him for answers. Even at that, he did not think it was any significant what he
did. She thought differently, and made the information available to the media,
and that was how the world woke up to a good interred in Winton’s bones.
Most of the
beneficiaries did not see their parents after the war. Hitler’s Nazi bears had
lapped them up. Some of the parents tearfully parted with their children on
train platforms and some of the children yowled not to part with their parents.
Today, they call themselves “Winton’s children.” Some of them have soared to do
good to their world. One of them, Renata Laxova, discovered a congenital
abnormality named after her. Hugo Marom was a founder of the Israeli Air Force.
Joe Schlesinger is a well-known Canadian broadcast correspondent. Karel Riesz
is a filmmaker and director, among others, of “The French lieutenant’s Woman.”
Winton operated
in a time so perilous that the poet W.H. Auden described it as when “the clever
hopes expire/ of a low dishonest decade,” when “the unmentionable odour of
death offends the September night.”
What has
happened to our elite? How many of us have done so much good and cut ourselves
out of our comfort zone for the weak and vulnerable among us? The irony is that
we pride ourselves as weaned on the communal ethos. This column has called for
the rich to adopt wards in hospital, students in indigent schools, chaperon the
wild and wayward orphan, etc. It is taken for granted in the West where the
individual is king. Yet here the rich stash their loot, their mansions and
skyscrapers defy heaven, while their posh cars splash rainwater on the lolling
poor. Too many are poor, but where is the balm from the well-heeled? Boko
Haram victims teem everyday among us, but we moan in the retreats of our cosy
homes and wait only for the government. The rich make money mainly from the
government, perhaps that explains why they do not think they owe anybody, after
they grease back the palm that first oiled them.
We should
imitate Winton. It is good men like him that make a good society.
TOP HEADLINES OF THE DAY
. Former
President Goodluck Jonathan urges support and prayers. for President Muhammadu
Buhari.
EDITORIAL OF THE DAY
THE move by the Central Bank of
Nigeria to publish the names of chronic bank debtors is doubly ominous. For one,
Nigerians are rightly worried that the rising volume of banks’ non-performing
loans, if not quickly arrested, could presage fresh systemic stress in the
financial sector. Second, many will view the “name-and-shame” option as tepid.
The prevailing national mood, however, demands vigorous measures by the
regulators to protect the system and recover all loans from recalcitrant
debtors.
Friday, July 3, 2015
Oprah Talks to Christiane Amanpour
We are used to hearing or seeing Christiane Amanpour
interviewing people. Below is an excerpt of an interview done on her by Oprah,
from 2005.
Amanpour |
Oprah |
TOP TEN HEADLINES OF THE DAY
1. BOKO HARAM KILLS 150 PEOPLE IN
BORNO STATE.
2. US RESTATES COMMITMENT TO
ASSIST NIGERIA TO FIGHT BOKO HARAM
Child's Definition of LOVE.
How do you define LOVE....
A group of professional people posed this
question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What
does love mean?" The answers they got were
broader and deeper than anyone could have
imagined. See
what you think:
Thursday, July 2, 2015
INSPIRATIONAL
God's Coffee
A group of alumni, highly establi
shed in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some
expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:
"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.
Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... And then you began eyeing each other's cups.
Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.
Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us."
God brews the coffee, not the cups.......... Enjoy your coffee!
"The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some
expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said:
"If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.
Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... And then you began eyeing each other's cups.
Now consider this: Life is the coffee; the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.
Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us."
God brews the coffee, not the cups.......... Enjoy your coffee!
"The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Author unknown
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Satya Nadella is Microsoft's New CEO
Microsoft has made official what we all pretty
much expected: Its new CEO, replacing Steve
Ballmer, is Satya Nadella. Nadella has spent 22
years at Microsoft, and was previously Microsoft’s
Executive Vice President of Cloud and Enterprise.
Nadella also takes a position on Microsoft’s Board
of Directors, and founder Bill Gates will increase
his involvement in the company.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Nigeria’s university starts degree program in Chinese language
At least 25 students have been admitted into
the University of Lagos in southwestern
Nigeria to study the Chinese language at
degree level in the institution, a top official
has said.
Duro Oni, the university deputy chancellor in
charge of management services, disclosed
this while speaking at the annual Confucius
Institute spring festival gala held to celebrate
the Chinese lunar New Year on Wednesday.
Oni told Xinhua that the students would be
required to spend the first year in Nigeria
while the second and third years of the
course would be observed at a university in
China, adding that the fourth and final year
would be observed in Nigeria to complete the
proficiency program in the Chinese language.
He said learning to speak the language
became necessary because China had
become the new destination for economic
growth and technology development.
The deputy chancellor added that the
program would bring about effective
communication between nationals of the two
countries.
Monday, February 3, 2014
Women's Nightmares Are About Relationships; Men's Are About Disasters
A new study from the journal Sleep peers into
the gendered nature of the unconscious and
maybe finds that we've all been incepted by
the patriarchy.
Dream scientists already know that women
have already found that women report having
significantly more nightmares than men do,
but few studies have attempted to explore
why that occurs or what it means. This new
Sleep study does that, among other things,
and it finds that nightmare themes vary by
gender. Whereas men are more likely to have
nightmares about natural disasters, being
chased, or insects, women more frequently
have them about interpersonal conflicts. At
Slate, Katy Waldman points out that women's
nightmares also tend to feature "feelings of
humiliation, frustration or inadequacy."
It's worth noting that here a nightmare is
defined not as a scary dream, but rather as a
"disturbing mental experience" that result in
the sleeper waking up. Therefore, it doesn't
necessarily mean that women are more likely
to have bad dreams about relationships — the
study's findings just indicate that the fear of
interpersonal fallout and associated emotions
— guilt, shame, embarrassment, etc. — may
"elicit a more intense emotional response in
women leading to a greater proportion of such
dreams ending in a nightmare awakening."
For men, I guess, bugs and volcanoes and
pursuers will do that.
Waldman asked Antonio Zadra, one of the
study's authors, what he thought of the
gender discrepancy. His explanation was that
"for women, on average, social or
interpersonal dimensions may be more
emotionally salient." Anecdotally, this makes
sense to me: although I have bad dreams that
touch on a whole slew of themes, I only ever
feel distressed enough to wake up when I do
irreparable dream-damage to an important
relationship. I've had several bad dreams
about, like, malicious wizards and zombies and
so on in the past year, but I only ever woke up
in a state of terror when I dreamt that I'd
angrily poured beer in my best friend's eye
and then we became worst enemies (beer in
the eye will do that to a friendship).
What reoccurring nightmare-themes do you
have? Do you feel incepted by the patriarchy?
Discuss.
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