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                            Hmmmm......................... good old days! I remember when i was a soldier.
                             
                             
                            If you had your primary education in Nigeria this may ring a few bells!
                             
                            WARNING: NOT FOR THE AJE BUTTERS O!


                            Test 1: If you did not use this exercise book then your primary school education is suspect:
                             
                             
                             
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                            Test 2: You must be able to recite/sing at least 10 of the under listed BY HEART:
                             
                            Some have food but cannot eat, some can eat but have no food. We have food and we can eat. Glory be to thee o Lord. Amen.
                             
                             
                            The day is bright is bright and fair
                            oh happy day, the day of joy
                            The day is bright is bright and fair
                            oh happy day, the day of joy
                            mama jellof rice!
                             
                             
                            oh my home o my home
                            oh my home o my home
                            wen shall i see my home
                            wen shall i see my nativeland
                            i will never forget my home!
                             
                             
                            holiday is coming [2x]
                            no more warning bells
                            no more teachers cane.
                            goodbye teachers, goodbye scholars
                            I'm going 2 spend
                            a jolly holiday [2x]
                             
                            h-i-p- for d hip
                            p-o-p-o for d hipopo
                            and t-a-m-u-s for the hipopotamus
                            hipoptamus!
                             
                             
                            parents listen to your children
                            we are the leaders of tomorrow
                            try and pay our school fees
                            and give us good education
                             
                             
                            I am a little sailor boy that comes from the sea
                            that comes from the sea to marry you
                            Oh will u marry marry  marry
                            will you you marry me?
                             
                             
                            8 o'clock is d time 4 skul, dnt be l8t in d mornin.
                            8 o'clock is 4 boys and gals, come 2 skul in za mornin.
                             
                             
                            Morning has broken, like the 1st morning, blackbirds have spoken, like the 1st word
                            Praise for the singing. Praise for the morning, Praise for the evening, Fresh from the world.
                             
                            Closing time in the afternoon:
                            Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh, shadows of the evening, still across the skies
                            Glory to the father, Glory to the son, And to thee blessed spirit, Whilst all ages run, Amen!
                             
                             
                            rain rain go away
                            come again anoda day
                            Little children want to play
                             
                             
                            all things bright and beautiful, all creature great and small
                            all things bright and wonderful,
                            the Lord God made them all.
                            He gave us eyes to see them
                            And lips that we might tell
                            He gave us "something" colors
                            And made the mighty se E E E
                             
                             
                            Jack and Jill went up to a hill,
                            To fetch a pail of water
                            jack fell down and broke his leg,
                            And jill came tumbling after(wonder what they really went to do up that hill)
                             
                             
                            sanda lily sanda lily,
                            sanda lily sanda li,
                            if u know where to go,
                            you will no when to stop
                            2x
                             
                             
                            my mother, who sat and watched my infant head
                            when sleeping on my cradle bed, and tear affectionately shed,
                            My Mother
                            When pain and sickness makes me cry, you gaze upon my heavy eye
                            and pray to God that i shouldn’t die,
                            My Mother,
                             
                             
                            prayer is the key 2x
                            prayer is the master key
                            Jesus started with prayer
                            and ended with prayer
                            prayer is the master key,  ACTION (then we start demonstrating without singing)
                             
                             
                            Row Row Row your Boat
                            Gently down the stream
                            Merrily merrily merrily merrily
                            Life is but a dream.
                             
                             
                             
                            old Rodger is dead and gone to his grave, hmm!!, haa!!, gone to his grave
                            he planted an apple tree over his head, hmm!!, haa!!, over his head
                            the apple grew ripe and ready to drop, hmm!!, haa!!, ready to drop
                            there came an old woman to pick them all up, hmm!!, haa!!, pick them all up
                            old Rodger got up and gave a knock, hmm!!, haa!!, gave her a knock
                             cant remember the rest.
                             
                            papa mama school no dey,
                             wetin happen?
                             our teacher dey smoke gari for school
                            which kind gari?
                              ijebu gary
                             , cele wata,
                             calabar groundnut
                             ondo suger
                             
                             
                            SOME RIVERS IN AFRICA ARE
                            SOME RIVERS IN AFRICA ARE
                            NILE, NIGER,
                            BENUE, CONGO
                            ORANGE, LIMPONPO
                            ZABENZI

This is hilarious!

There is not one dirty word in it, but the lesson here is- communicate, ask questions don’t assume.

The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, 'Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon.'

Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. 'Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to.'

'Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.'

'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good.  Did you know babies are my specialty?'

'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat!'

After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?'

'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.'

'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!'

'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.'

'My, that's a lot!', gasped Mrs. Smith.

'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.'

'Don't I know it,' said Mrs. Smith quietly.

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said.

'Oh, my God!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.

'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.'

'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith.

'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look.'

'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.

'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.'

Mrs. Smith leaned forward. 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?'

'It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.'

'Tripod?'

'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.'
Mrs. Smith fainted.

i do cos i still love him though he is gone but i will always love him cos he affected my life positively

   dirty kid u be racist

hmmmm who dash dem nations cup, we re talking about nations cup no be tea cup

i think love doesn't count all those qualifications,they are mere additional qualifications a submissive and respectful woman is always a submissive and respectful woman with or without a degree,the truth is dat d lady doesnt like d guy not to talk of loving him he should look somewhere,i belive dat there is someone out there some where for him,i wish him good luck 

hahhahahhahhahahahha...............super chickens my broda

talk abt so much money naija no dey carry last mak una leav dem alone e beta pass to dey bomb US plane

can u imagine d kin ball dat one wey call himself chelsea player play today as if he dey do aje buter for football abeg super eagles wake up!!!!!! dis no b d tym to play na tym to score ad win abeg mak una no fall dis kin hand again

aproko and bad belle pple wey want our dying mr president dead where una dey..... oneday una bad mouth go put una for igbese

na wahoooo my fellow naija y una dey bring dis kin bad name to us una just dey suffer we wey dey here cos una no dey feel am na we dey suffer am here  but y........

my dear nobody attends a throne with an appluse and nobody mentains a  high level without  opposers,i guess dats wat makes her a star and i guess its been long she appear in a movie so her fans misses her ad want to make some news for her i wish her d best and saftey anyway