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The Panic of Growing Older, Better Late Than Never 

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The Panic of Growing Older, Better Late Than Never 

By:Balami Lazarus 

The title of this write-up is derived from the beautiful literary work of Dr. Lenrie Leopold Wilfred Peters, a fine African poet from Gambia who died in 2009 in Dakar, Senegal. I acknowledged Dr. Peters and his publishers for lifting the title of one of his works. Permit me here to tell you that I was recently in my faraway home, which I will neither call a village nor a town, because I am not competent or qualified to do so, knowing fully well that only experts in the fields of urban and town planning are competent enough to do that. 

However, Shaffa in Borno State, for me, is a semi-urban settlement. At Shaffa, I see my once-active mother, who is aging with wear and tear taking a toll on her from the ailments associated with aging. I can see frustration over her inability to do something herself. I can also see her thoughts of vanity demonstrated by her lack of interest in so many things. Life is becoming meaningless for her at this advanced age. Suddenly, the panic of growing older struck me with a pang of hammer on anvil as it were in the blacksmith shop. Thank God, we are there for you. Richard, my brother, is the closest to her doing the right thing. Sometimes back in 2020, I attended a seminar on investments, and one of the speakers spoke intensively on old age and aging. 

The article is written from the point of view of investments for the rainy days of old age, which will surely someday come with aging that will take its toll on you and me as long as man lives. Active days shall be over, and diminishing returns shall set in. There will be no more profits but losses and deficits, the balance sheet reads. This scenario is real; therefore, you need to have plans and investments. Ignoring old age as a life project is bad without plans. You then find yourself with no resources, no investments to give you money and comfort that might likely prolong your life to age gracefully in good health, God willing. 

Ants are one of the largest insects that belong to the insecta class. Weather or not, ants are among the most active creatures on earth; they are known to be seasonal investors. Their gathering and storage sense is wonderful. Ant stores are deep in the earth crust, well secured for the purpose of keeping their foods for tomorrow. Therefore, as tiny as they are, their wisdom supersedes that of other animals, including some humans, in terms of saving for the future. 

Investments have been one of the most difficult things to do for many people, both young and old. Many of us spend our money on wants, not needs, and equally want to run businesses by ourselves, not thinking of putting our money into organized, profitable business ventures. Well, I will not blame some people for not doing that. More so, the enabling environment is not conducive. And probably it might be due to a lack of understanding or awareness, hindering many from investing for a lifetime. 
To peacefully navigate through old age and the aging phase of life, one needs to put a safety valve on financial income for the voyage of the old age project. Old age without any source of income is the worst life situation, where life will practically be meaningless. Yes, you are now old and aging—a burden, a liability, and beggarly poor physically and in health. Children have grown and gone; grandchildren are keeping away from you because you have nothing to offer. Aging is knocking hard on you each day. Better late than never. 

What will it cost to be old and aging without any source of income? The impact on old age and aging is colossal. But with good, profitable investments in either real estate, stocks, agriculture, or any other source of steady income, aging will be graceful without stress but fun throughout. At this stage and situation, you are more stable emotionally, mentally, physically, and spiritually in a cozy manner in the company of friends and relatives who are always there and/or asking what to do for you. Because you have what it takes to keep some of them around you. While some of your contemporaries are still trudging and sweating hard with young people who are equal to their grandchildren, 

Better late than never, young men should begin to develop habits for life savings or investments where their money will work and grow for them. Though the harvest may be long, patience and time will no doubt be in your favor in the future. This simple principle is more applicable in the capital market, known as the stock market. The formula is: money + stocks x time = patience. Therefore, patience is equal to capital appreciation or dividends in millions or billions of naira over a long period of time. People should learn to look out for financial assets and investments. Getting old and aging is certain as one lives. 

Balami, a Publisher/Columnist (8036779290)

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In Search of Our History Through Reconstruction and Restructuring of the Nigerian State for Peaceful Coexistence and Good Governance

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In Search of Our History Through Reconstruction and Restructuring of the Nigerian State for Peaceful Coexistence and Good Governance

By: Balami Lazarus

This piece is an extraction from a paper I wrote years back intended to be presented to my society—the Borno Museum Society (BSM)—but it never saw the light of day. However, this is not the original title; I did some changes, putting in some terms to reflect the contemporary issues facing us currently as Nigerians.

Looking at the paper today, which had lain fallow since 1991, I laughed. Dr. Musa Hambolu and Mr. Kyari Bukar, as members, encouraged and urged me to make an effort and present the paper for onward publication in our newsletter, but it never happened. I believe this version will make sense to many more who believe in the Nigerian project as a sovereign nation.

And back to the main menu of the discourse.

One of the major historical developments in Africa south of the Sahara was the great Bantu migration that took place thousands of years ago. It was a mass exodus of the Bantu people, culture, and traditions; its droplets along the line of their migration gave birth to settlements, which had affected many ethnic nations’ language, culture, and traditions. What happened later is part of African history. We are now nestled between who are we? And what are we?

It is very clear that the reconstruction of our history through the restructuring of Nigeria and its state and conditions has long been toyed with, knowing fully well that it is the heart of our peaceful coexistence and good governance. It’s also the main bowl of our socio-political and economic growth and developments.

Our history, geography, and ethnology have drawn our attention to the state of sovereignty known, called, and addressed as Nigeria, a colonial creation, forgetting that we were here before.

the white man’s creation.

To trace the origin of the people that made up Nigeria, one cannot dismiss the substance of other disciplines like history, archeology, anthropology, geography, sociology, and linguistics, and other related subjects. These fields of scholarships have tremendously improved in the explanations of our history, artifacts, and cultural source materials of the people that were wrongfully and forcefully brought together to live and form Nigeria. Therefore,

There is the need for the restructuring of the Nigerian state for peace and good governance for the benefit of all citizens.

To achieve this, we must collectively agree with one voice to restructure our systems to find a lasting solution to our torn political garment, unity shredded with suspicion generated by us over the years. Because modernization is the process of change towards social, economic, and political systems.

Historically, Nigeria is a conglomerate of large ethnic diversities, and each represents a distinct nation with different cultures, traditions, and civilizations living independently before the forceful amalgamation of 1st January, 1914, carried out and executed by the British colonial masters. Sources available to political historians on our past underscored the necessity to shift from the present state of nationhood to a common ground that will provide us with equal opportunities to maintain and sustain our togetherness as one indivisible and indissoluble nation through reconstruction and restructuring.

The reconstruction and restructuring of our historical and political past is paramount; it will aid in checking the high rate of insecurity and criminal activities of bandits and kidnappers. And shall also clamp down on terrorists and the rise of insurgents. Restructuring will reduce sentiments and segregation in the activities of our national life.

History does not repeat itself. But people repeat history and then falsely accuse history of repeating itself.

We have consciously decided to polarize our country with Black Strike sentiments. And here we are, with agitations in different forms: Oduduwa, Biafra, Middle Belt, and Niger Delta.

Balami, Publisher/Columnist 08036779290

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Aspirations: A Compass for a Purposeful Journey of Life

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Aspirations: A Compass for a Purposeful Journey of Life

By: Harmony Shimbura

A blueprint for a purposeful journey, the human experience is often defined not by where we are looking, but by having aspirations, a compass of purposeful life, and an act of claiming agency over one’s future.

My life’s aspirations are not merely a list of goals or a collection of ‘bucket list’ items. It is a living philosophy, a commitment to growth, connection, and the relentless pursuit of a life lived with intention. They are threads woven together for personal values and to give back to your community.

I believed the core of aspirations should be a desire for perpetual evolution. And I also believe that the moment we stop learning is the moment we stop breathing. Therefore, one of my primary goals is to remain a lifelong student where learning is a continuous process.

I aspire to deepen my understanding of the world through diverse perspectives, whether it is through traveling to places where knowledge is obtained by listening or observations, as is the case with the traditional Cherokee ways of learning.

I constantly challenge my own biases, spiritually and mentally. I aspire to reach the state of equilibrium where my peace is not dependent on external circumstances.

Do you know that aspirations transcend titles and salary brackets? Moreover, my true ambition is practical impact. I want to be engaged in work that I feel is the extension of my soul in it at whichever level. I also

I believe that work should be a contribution to the collective good of humanity.

As a young lady, I am on the self-push to achieve a level of mastery in my chosen field where my intuition is as sharp as my skills. I want to be known not just for what I did, but for how I did it with integrity, excellence, and a collaborative spirit.

Most of us neglect the vessel that carries us through life, but I aspire to treat my body with the respect it deserves. My aspirations for health are not about vanity but for sanity in purity.

These aspirations are not a destination I will one day reach; they are the fuel for a lifelong journey.

Harmony Shimbura writes from Zaria. 07033886918

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Once upon a time, Plato College Sharam was a leader in academic excellence and discipline among schools in Nigeria

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Once upon a time, Plato College Sharam was a leader in academic excellence and discipline among schools in Nigeria

By: Balami Lazarus

This article is dedicated to the living and dead. My teachers at Sharam, the 1978 intakes. For my wonderful classmates at Plato College. And for those before me, nice to have you as schoolmates.

I will use the “I” and “we” pronouns interchangeably because I was there as a student one cold morning of September 1978, where I spent two and a half academic sessions and left in 1980, leaving behind good and competitive classmates.

We of the 1978 intakes came from different parts of the country, from places like Yola, Lagos, Maiduguri, and Sokoto, and from other towns and cities as teenagers—boys and girls.

We that came from the city of Jos, few knew each other, while many for the first time. But Plato brought us together as students in Sharam to drink from the fountains of knowledge and discipline provided by Plato College Sharam near Kabwir in the Kanki Local Government Area of Plateau State. This came through Dr. Samuila Ndayako of blessed memory.

Similarly, classrooms, dormitories, and group work, assignments, and games were the cause of saving punishment that marked the beginning of my friendships with boys like Nash John Wash Pam, Jolomi David Amogoriye, Yau Dangana, Ismail Abdul, Thomas Owmeri, Gbenga (Kaduna), Kenneth Anosike, Edna Menta, and a few other students. I hope believing is well with them.

When I met with a few of them recently, it was a flashback of nostalgia of our days at Plato College Sharam as boys and girls full of life and dreams. Plato was a place to remember for two reasons, whether you like it or not: character and learning through academic excellence and discipline that you cannot take away. “One of the best-performing schools in the whole country in the West African School Certificate Examination (WASCE) for many years running.” Records as follows: 1979 to 1986: 100%; 1990: 100%. From 1994 to 1995, 100% was also achieved. And in 1997, 100% was made.

Sharam had never had it below average. The few of us that left for other schools manifested the academic training we got at Plato, where we were able to redeem it in character and learning.

Plato College Sharam is a co-educational institution established and owned by Dr. Samuila Ndayako, who was the Rector of the school. It came into existence on the 29th of September 1973 as Yakubu Gowon College but was later changed to Plato College in 1975 due to the circumstances surrounding General Yakubu Gowon in the year 1975. Political/military historians and journalists will know better of what took place.

The late Dr. Samuila Ndayako has left an indelible mark on the history of education in Nigeria. He was the first individual to start a private secondary school in the then North Central State, present Kaduna State, known as Balewa Memorial College at Samaru-Zonkwa, in 1967-1st April 1972, when the government took over mission schools and others from their rightful owners. Besides, he was also the first Northerner to

established a private secondary school. Equally one among the early individual proprietors of

private schools in Nigeria.

Sharam was a place for high moral and academic standards where you are expected to behave well. It opened our eyes to excellent academic performances, which regimented our minds for excellence. Plato during our days is where failure is not tolerated, even as a neighbor talks less as a co-tenant. Therefore, Plato College was the walkway for excellent performances for Platonians of Sharam.

It was where I learned the differences between discipline and punishment and understood that when discipline fails, you have no option other than to apply punishment. Here I learned of beneficial punishments that benefit all students and the school.

Plato College provided us with equal opportunities of a school environment as students. An environment where you are carried along and treated like any other student.

It was in Sharam that I understood the meaning of physical and mental work with its endless dividends. For many of us, it has become part of us to this day. Our Rector has always said it loud and clear that “no student I will train will end up useless.”

We were taught respect and its abundant benefits. As a co-educational institution of learning, we (the boys) are made to show respect and care and treat the girls with love. And we considered them anytime, anywhere as our sisters, because we were also taught to be responsible as future men and leaders.

At Sharam, obedience to school rules and regulations is a must. In fact, the military environment will bow to Plato College during our time.

Notwithstanding, Plato College had her challenges during our time, like extreme cold weather and water and electricity. Our seniors were strict on rules and regulations; some are bullies. However, every student, boy or girl, is made to have senior students as school fathers or mothers to guide and assist him or her from time to time.

What I had also learned personally from the life of Dr. Samuila Ndayako are honesty, boldness, fearlessness, and perseverance.

My school father was Senior Dung Peter, a kindhearted and brilliant student. Who has assisted and guided me to understand why I was in Sharam? I appreciate you.

Balami, Publisher/Columnist 08036779290

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