Save Our Teenagers/Young Adults. They are our Future Leaders.

We live in the world where majority of teens and young adult lack little or no knowledge about the consequence of non protective sex most of them get pregnant from age 13-14 and 15 years. This incident is a major problem teens  go through around the world, many die in the process of child bearing, because some of them are too young to undergo labor pain.
 Most of them tested HIV Positive without proper treatment, while STDs happen often
 Many teens and young adults suffer because of lack of information and support from family and society or pressure to have sex just because some of their friends are doing it, some have multiple partners at the same time thinking is fun and normal.
Teens, and singles need to be informed and have knowledge regarding sex Education for a brighter and successful future!

Majority of cases like this sad incident, mostly teens/young adult who are too young & unable to take care of the baby! No excuse simple if u can’t take care of your own baby why bring the baby to the world?

I’m embarking on a huge project campaign on awareness on sex education that will cost lots of fund, I plan to reach out to all the teenagers, young adults and abandoned babies, all over the nation and the world through my book for sex education and my movie VIRGIN SUPER MODEL.

 I will appreciate your support to make my project reality and impact our teens lives positively, they are our pride and future leaders!
We are willing to guide/ support young Adults to Avoid these kind story that touch the heart.

Only those that need our Assistance for such case with confirmation. 

Contact us. We can do whatever we can to support such cases where babies are dumb in the trash. They need to be rescue because they are human life.. future Leaders.

If your Led and have the resources to Support these life changing project. 

Your token Donation can go a long way. May you be rewarded as you give.

Send to Account details 👇👇

Uju christy Okoye 

Access bank 

Account no: 0042375414

For Save our Teenagers/young Adults.

Best Regards. 

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Inspirational, Live your life. Even with HIV.

My story:

MY VISION IS MY DRIVING FORCE:
I was born into the family of Eight Children, and I was the last born but unfortunately I lost Seven of my Senior Siblings, making me an only child.
I lost my father too, as a child, hence I was singlehandedly trained by my mother.
My mother was a petty trader who hawks on different seasonal fruits, ranging from oranges, avocado peers, banana, etc and when in out of season, she trades on kola nuts.
While growing up, I watch my mother cries every night, her pains was greater than I could imagine, I couldn’t proffer solution, all I could say then whenever she cries was “Aunty ndo kwanu” (Aunty sorry) yes, I calls my mother Aunty till date.

The pains of losing her Seven Children one after the other to the cold hands of death was excruciatingly great to her heart, to a point she almost lost hope that she had me. At any little experience, she would wish she wasn’t living, she often makes reference to them.
I grew up as a very stubborn child, my stubbornness and street fight always makes her remember her late children, she felt if they were alive, my excesses would have be tamed by them. So I kept hearing her making references to what the dead children would have been to her, her pains birthed my VISION. Gradually, I started feeling her pains too, even as a growing teenage who doesn’t know what future holds for her, I assured her and reassured her each time she cries that “I WILL BE TO HER, WHAT THE SEVEN DEAD CHILDREN WOULD HAVE BEEN TO HER”.
My growing up was liken unto hell, I would hawk from 6am-9am before going home to prepare for school, immediately after school, I would hit the street again to hawk, that was our only source of livelihood, the proceeds were used for our feeding and my school fees and books, during holidays, my effort triples. My Hawking experience became bitter when I was deflowered by raped at 16, in 1996, I lost my virginity. Nothing could be done to the guy who did it because his father was the chairman of one of the local government in IMO state then, so my mother dare not raise such accusations against the high and mighty. My experience became more bitter when I was raped for the second time by gangs of men in pretence of trying to buy my market, they successful cornered me and over powered me at Ekeonunwa market Owerri. I hated hawking, my passion for education grew, my dream to become someone influential and rich grew, my vision for life became my burning desire. I was determined by quest to take care of my mother and make her proud, hence I wasn’t ready to allow any challenges deter it. I kept pushing on.
I had a vision to be great, and rich. I was passionate about education, the fact that I didn’t have who would see me through my academics didn’t make me loose hope.
After my secondary education in 1997, I journeyed to Lagos in 1998, life was hell, at a point, I lived in an uncompleted building for over a year without anyone knowing that someone lives in there, because I would leave there as early as 4 am to go to where I worked as sales girl with a salary of 3,000 and would come home very late, the supermarket I worked for, used to close by 10pm, before I would get home, it would be 11pm.
When I had a change of work, I worked for Linar Pharmacy at Salvation road Opebi, Ikeja. Seeing my boss children who were schooling at University of Lagos, my enthusiasm for education and good life intensifies the more. I reassured myself of my dreams of becoming a graduate. Then I knew I won’t just sit down and dream, I need to take an action but the nature of the job am doing and where I live was my stumbling block, but I took a decision to enroll into computer school, hence I changed my job of a sales girl to a cleaner, so that I could attend my computer school.
While in computer school at Allen avenue, Ikeja, I became very close to one of my course mate “Late Akpa Elina Odachi” (may her soul Rest in Peace) whose father was a Soldier and mother was a mobile Police Officer, they were living in Sam Ethan Air force Base, Ikeja. She noticed that I was living in an uncompleted building, and sought to know why, I explained, she highlighted the dangers of me staying in there, should area boys became aware. So she suggested to take me to her parents in the barracks, that was how my how my journey to the barracks started. Her parents accepted me, I became a member of their lovely family. Her friends became my friends too, life became sweet.
Life in the barracks was sweet till I started dating a Soldier, pregnancy came, children came, no marriage, the sweetness of my soul was taken away, I was abused both by the father of my kids and his relatives. I was abandoned, in fact the soldier worked his posting out, that was how I started Hawking again, joined cleaning work to it, to sustain myself and kids, in 2005 I decided to become a soldier through recruit, I bought the Air Force form, took my kids home to my mother. It was in the course of medicaI screening, they found out that I was pregnant again for my soldier boyfriend again, hence I was dropped. All hope to good life were lost. My soldier friend still insisted that there will be no marriage, even if I born king David, and me, I love children, I saw them as brothers even though they were my children.
My suffering was raised to powered to three, the sisters of the father of my kids would mock me, each time they saw me Hawking oranges in the street of Oshodi, Lagos or they saw me sweeping the blocks of barracks, my sight was irrigating to them, they hated me with passion, they concluded that I wanted to entangled their younger brother with pregnancy to gain marriage, they were all graduates, I was just a waec holder, cum an orange seller and a cleaner. The disparities between us were much, the gap was too much, they saw nothing good in me but the ability to get pregnant and have children. Their constant mockery was a reminder to my ambitions.
In 2007, I doubled my cleaning work alongside my Hawking business with the view of saving more money to go to school even if it is on part time bases. I would sweep the barracks and wash the gutters from 4am – 5:30 am, moved straight to oshodi market to buy my oranges before 6:30am, then prepare before 7:30 am to Pacific Access Limited, to clean their office, by 9am I am through with all cleaning work, I would go home, rest till 12pm, then wash my oranges, and hit the streets for my Hawking business. Some days, I would make sales ranges from 3,000-5,000 per day, then get monthly salary of 5,000 for cleaning the barracks, also 5,000 from cleaning Pacific Access limited office at no 4 Anike Apena street, off Mobolaji Bank Anthony Way, Ikeja, Lagos. Sometimes in a month I do have savings from incomes ranges of 30,0000-40,000. My hope for school started rising.
On August 29, 2007, i came to clean office as usual, I found a Wednesday Punch newspaper on my boss table, dated August 28, 2007, 1 flipped through the pages, I saw job advertisement for junior staff with minimum of Diploma and must be computer literate. I checked out for its location and organization, it was Abuja, the Nigerian Society of Engineers, National Headquarters, National Engineering Center. My instinct told me to apply, I came home and told everyone, they all discouraged me, except one officer, Warrant Officer Ogumuyiwa who encouraged me to try my luck. I did, passed the aptitude test and interview and was given the job.
assumed office on 16th November, 2007, that was beginning of my breakthrough. My dreams came true, I found favour among my colleagues, Management Staff and the entire organization favored and blessed me. In 2009, I gained admission to study Financial Accounting at Fidie Polytechnic Gboko, Benue state, I got my National Diploma in 2011, in 2012, I gained admission to study B. Sc. in Economics at University of Ibadan, Oyo state through Direct Entry. My dreams to become a graduate and take care of my mother came true against all odds, against all my failures and challenges, I conquered my fears and dismay.
I became a mother at age 22, a single mother of four children at age 28, started higher institution at age 29, owned a car at age 31, became an Oracle Database Certified Expert at 32, a landlady in Abuja at age 33, a graduate of Economics 2015/2016 at 36, established BDMG Resources Limited on 5th April, 2017, before my 37th Birthday. Currently writing my ICAN and ACCA Professional Certification Exams. Above all, I am still gainfully employed with the Nigerian Society of Engineers, “the engine room of my breakthrough”.
God is my all in all, His grace, favour and mercy was sufficient unto me and my enabler, my mother is my Rock, my children are my motivators, The Nigerian Society of Engineers (The best Organization) was my strength, and MY VISION WAS MY DRIVE.
My only regret was becoming HIV positive, but I thank God that all my children are NEGATIVE and their father is also NEGATIVE.

Surviving the reality of living with HIV became my greatest challenge, my worst nightmare, the thought was killing, the pains was excruciatingly great, better imagine than experiencing.
HIV is a management disease, and not a killer disease, it is the fear of stigmatization and discrimination that leads to living in self pity/denials which leads to AIDS, which is the killer. Fears, Stigmatization, Discrimination and AIDS are undoubtedly and convincingly the killer.
I conquered the FEARS (False Evidence Appears Real Sufficiently). I became adherent to my ARV, today I am gladly living positively healthy with my viral load undetectable and high CD4 count.
Join me to kill AIDS and reduce the spread of HIV to zero level by stopping Stigmatization and Discrimination.
Ogechi Stella Njoku © September 2, 2017

Live your life even with HIV+. Inspiring true life story.

My story:

MY VISION IS MY DRIVING FORCE:


I was born into the family of Eight Children, and I was the last born but unfortunately I lost Seven of my Senior Siblings, making me an only child.


I lost my father too, as a child, hence I was singlehandedly trained by my mother.


My mother was a petty trader who hawks on different seasonal fruits, ranging from oranges, avocado peers, banana, etc and when in out of season, she trades on kola nuts.


While growing up, I watch my mother cries every night, her pains was greater than I could imagine, I couldn’t proffer solution, all I could say then whenever she cries was “Aunty ndo kwanu” (Aunty sorry) yes, I calls my mother Aunty till date.

The pains of losing her Seven Children one after the other to the cold hands of death was excruciatingly great to her heart, to a point she almost lost hope that she had me. At any little experience, she would wish she wasn’t living, she often makes reference to them.


I grew up as a very stubborn child, my stubbornness and street fight always makes her remember her late children, she felt if they were alive, my excesses would have be tamed by them. So I kept hearing her making references to what the dead children would have been to her, her pains birthed my VISION. Gradually, I started feeling her pains too, even as a growing teenage who doesn’t know what future holds for her, I assured her and reassured her each time she cries that “I WILL BE TO HER, WHAT THE SEVEN DEAD CHILDREN WOULD HAVE BEEN TO HER”.


My growing up was liken unto hell, I would hawk from 6am-9am before going home to prepare for school, immediately after school, I would hit the street again to hawk, that was our only source of livelihood, the proceeds were used for our feeding and my school fees and books, during holidays, my effort triples. My Hawking experience became bitter when I was deflowered by raped at 16, in 1996, I lost my virginity. Nothing could be done to the guy who did it because his father was the chairman of one of the local government in IMO state then, so my mother dare not raise such accusations against the high and mighty. My experience became more bitter when I was raped for the second time by gangs of men in pretence of trying to buy my market, they successful cornered me and over powered me at Ekeonunwa market Owerri. I hated hawking, my passion for education grew, my dream to become someone influential and rich grew, my vision for life became my burning desire. I was determined by quest to take care of my mother and make her proud, hence I wasn’t ready to allow any challenges deter it. I kept pushing on.


I had a vision to be great, and rich. I was passionate about education, the fact that I didn’t have who would see me through my academics didn’t make me loose hope.


After my secondary education in 1997, I journeyed to Lagos in 1998, life was hell, at a point, I lived in an uncompleted building for over a year without anyone knowing that someone lives in there, because I would leave there as early as 4 am to go to where I worked as sales girl with a salary of 3,000 and would come home very late, the supermarket I worked for, used to close by 10pm, before I would get home, it would be 11pm.


When I had a change of work, I worked for Linar Pharmacy at Salvation road Opebi, Ikeja. Seeing my boss children who were schooling at University of Lagos, my enthusiasm for education and good life intensifies the more. I reassured myself of my dreams of becoming a graduate. Then I knew I won’t just sit down and dream, I need to take an action but the nature of the job am doing and where I live was my stumbling block, but I took a decision to enroll into computer school, hence I changed my job of a sales girl to a cleaner, so that I could attend my computer school.


While in computer school at Allen avenue, Ikeja, I became very close to one of my course mate “Late Akpa Elina Odachi” (may her soul Rest in Peace) whose father was a Soldier and mother was a mobile Police Officer, they were living in Sam Ethan Air force Base, Ikeja. She noticed that I was living in an uncompleted building, and sought to know why, I explained, she highlighted the dangers of me staying in there, should area boys became aware. So she suggested to take me to her parents in the barracks, that was how my how my journey to the barracks started. Her parents accepted me, I became a member of their lovely family. Her friends became my friends too, life became sweet.


Life in the barracks was sweet till I started dating a Soldier, pregnancy came, children came, no marriage, the sweetness of my soul was taken away, I was abused both by the father of my kids and his relatives. I was abandoned, in fact the soldier worked his posting out, that was how I started Hawking again, joined cleaning work to it, to sustain myself and kids, in 2005 I decided to become a soldier through recruit, I bought the Air Force form, took my kids home to my mother. It was in the course of medicaI screening, they found out that I was pregnant again for my soldier boyfriend again, hence I was dropped. All hope to good life were lost. My soldier friend still insisted that there will be no marriage, even if I born king David, and me, I love children, I saw them as brothers even though they were my children.


My suffering was raised to powered to three, the sisters of the father of my kids would mock me, each time they saw me Hawking oranges in the street of Oshodi, Lagos or they saw me sweeping the blocks of barracks, my sight was irrigating to them, they hated me with passion, they concluded that I wanted to entangled their younger brother with pregnancy to gain marriage, they were all graduates, I was just a waec holder, cum an orange seller and a cleaner. The disparities between us were much, the gap was too much, they saw nothing good in me but the ability to get pregnant and have children. Their constant mockery was a reminder to my ambitions.


In 2007, I doubled my cleaning work alongside my Hawking business with the view of saving more money to go to school even if it is on part time bases. I would sweep the barracks and wash the gutters from 4am – 5:30 am, moved straight to oshodi market to buy my oranges before 6:30am, then prepare before 7:30 am to Pacific Access Limited, to clean their office, by 9am I am through with all cleaning work, I would go home, rest till 12pm, then wash my oranges, and hit the streets for my Hawking business. Some days, I would make sales ranges from 3,000-5,000 per day, then get monthly salary of 5,000 for cleaning the barracks, also 5,000 from cleaning Pacific Access limited office at no 4 Anike Apena street, off Mobolaji Bank Anthony Way, Ikeja, Lagos. Sometimes in a month I do have savings from incomes ranges of 30,0000-40,000. My hope for school started rising.


On August 29, 2007, i came to clean office as usual, I found a Wednesday Punch newspaper on my boss table, dated August 28, 2007, 1 flipped through the pages, I saw job advertisement for junior staff with minimum of Diploma and must be computer literate. I checked out for its location and organization, it was Abuja, the Nigerian Society of Engineers, National Headquarters, National Engineering Center. My instinct told me to apply, I came home and told everyone, they all discouraged me, except one officer, Warrant Officer Ogumuyiwa who encouraged me to try my luck. I did, passed the aptitude test and interview and was given the job.


assumed office on 16th November, 2007, that was beginning of my breakthrough. My dreams came true, I found favour among my colleagues, Management Staff and the entire organization favored and blessed me. In 2009, I gained admission to study Financial Accounting at Fidie Polytechnic Gboko, Benue state, I got my National Diploma in 2011, in 2012, I gained admission to study B. Sc. in Economics at University of Ibadan, Oyo state through Direct Entry. My dreams to become a graduate and take care of my mother came true against all odds, against all my failures and challenges, I conquered my fears and dismay.


I became a mother at age 22, a single mother of four children at age 28, started higher institution at age 29, owned a car at age 31, became an Oracle Database Certified Expert at 32, a landlady in Abuja at age 33, a graduate of Economics 2015/2016 at 36, established BDMG Resources Limited on 5th April, 2017, before my 37th Birthday. Currently writing my ICAN and ACCA Professional Certification Exams. Above all, I am still gainfully employed with the Nigerian Society of Engineers, “the engine room of my breakthrough”.


God is my all in all, His grace, favour and mercy was sufficient unto me and my enabler, my mother is my Rock, my children are my motivators, The Nigerian Society of Engineers (The best Organization) was my strength, and MY VISION WAS MY DRIVE.


My only regret was becoming HIV positive, but I thank God that all my children are NEGATIVE and their father is also NEGATIVE.

Surviving the reality of living with HIV became my greatest challenge, my worst nightmare, the thought was killing, the pains was excruciatingly great, better imagine than experiencing.


HIV is a management disease, and not a killer disease, it is the fear of stigmatization and discrimination that leads to living in self pity/denials which leads to AIDS, which is the killer. Fears, Stigmatization, Discrimination and AIDS are undoubtedly and convincingly the killer.


I conquered the FEARS (False Evidence Appears Real Sufficiently). I became adherent to my ARV, today I am gladly living positively healthy with my viral load undetectable and high CD4 count.


Join me to kill AIDS and reduce the spread of HIV to zero level by stopping Stigmatization and Discrimination.


Ogechi Stella Njoku © September 2, 2017

How to Find a Sponsor in your Business 

1.Write a compelling proposal that makes it clear why a corporation should sponsor your business. You want to write a story about you or your business that is exciting and meaningful. Don’t simply state what you sell; explain why you impact lives. Remember, sponsorships are not just about your business: the company you want to partner with will want to know what’s in it for them. How will the company reap benefits it wouldn’t otherwise get? Also include in the proposal your target audience demographics and discuss your reach as well as how you’ll help the corporation reach its target audience.

2.Ask for your worth. Many small businesses make the mistake of not asking for enough money in sponsorships. Remember that you are offering these corporations value and direct access to the customers they want to reach. In addition, many of these corporations are used to making deals in the tens of thousands. Don’t ask for $1,000 from a company that has the pockets to give $10,000. Value your connection to this demographic and charge accordingly.

3.Follow up! How many times have you ignored an email or phone call because you’re busy or on a deadline? Corporate executives feel the same way. So many people lose sponsorship deals because they do not follow up. If you don’t hear back from an organization after you’ve submitted your proposal, pick up the phone and check in.

Corporate sponsorship is a great way to partner with large corporations looking to expand their reach, while at the same time increasing your company’s bottom line. Make it a goal to start researching corporate sponsorship opportunities and diversify your revenue stream today.

Black Sunday, Gun men killed worshipers at Ozubulu.

What is happening in Anambra. Gunman storm catholic church, killing about 20 people in the process of looking for a drug lord called Bishop. Why not catch the idiot and kill him alone. Why must an innocent worshipper die just like that?

Man’s inhumanity to fellow man.

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​Manna can’t just come and enter your hands

You must have something doing  to enable God bless the work of your hands.

Not the  amount of Typing Amen.

What’s in your hands?  

Find your passion and kick that ass &

Hustle hard.
I pray God bless the work of our hands.
That moment when you Offer life changing Services to your clients, and put smile to their faces. All you do is reciprocate and be happy for impacting life positively. 

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GPS easy car tracker solution,  your satisfaction is our priority. 

Manna can’t just come and enter your hands

You must have something doing  to enable God bless the work of your hands.

Not the  amount of Typing Amen.

What’s in your hands?  

Find your passion and kick that ass &

Hustle hard.
I pray God bless the work of our hands.
That moment when you Offer life changing Services to your clients, and put smile to their faces. All you do is reciprocate and be happy for impacting life positively. 

Anaking production not only Write/produce true life stories/ movies, We Book your tickets to any country of your choice in our  travel/Tour section.

 Our  Jidekaiji TV show  help to showcase, Advertise your products and services globally. 
We also  install car trackers.

With Easy Track GPS  Solutions, Secure and recover your car under minutes. 100% effective, 100% reliable, Secure at low cost.

*EASY TRACK GPS SOLUTIONS* is a tracking company here in Nigeria with 6 branches in 6 states. We give the best GPS location on Trucks, Cars, Buses, Speed Boats, Vessels, General Automobiles and Speed limiter. *FEATURES*: You can see the location of your vehicle in Google Map from anywhere in the world with the use of your mobile phone. 

You can stop your engine and resume it,  no matter the location of your vehicle. distance is not a barrier. 

You can as well hear the conversation going on in your car. Contact me for more explanation. 

Whatsapp +2348149386300

Calls…2349067756872
Visit our Office D52 Oyo plaza Trade fair complex- Lagos.