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The probable next French President is 39 years old. But that is not the news. He is married to a 64 year-old, that is still not the news. His wife was his class teacher 24 years ago...not still the news. His then class teacher had a daughter who was his class-mate...everybody including his parents thought this teacher's daughter was his girlfriend...nope they were wrong. He fell in love with his class teacher when he was 15...she was "happily married" with 3 kids...now the "happily married" is relative in this context.  At 17, he promised to marry her. She was at the time 42 years. They got married in 2007 with our man now 30...well she was almost 55. Next month he may be sworn-in as the President of France 6 months to his 40th birthday while his lovely wife who has 3 adult kids and 7 grandchildren (her first child is two years older than her husband while her second child, the former classmate/sweetheart is the same age as him).  His name is Emman

A woman from Uganda has given birth to a jaw-dropping 38 children, and surprisingly she is only 37 years old. The mother, Mariam Nabatanzi, has delivered all her children at home except her latest addition who is now four months old, reports the Nairobi News. The newborn had to be delivered by caesarean section at a local hospital. The mother has reportedly given birth to an astounding six sets of twins, four sets of triplets and three sets of quadruples. Ten of the children are girls and the remaining 28 are boys. The eldest of the brood is 23 years old and the youngest just four months. The mother of 38 claims she was married off by age 12 in 1993 to a much older 40-year-old man. “I did not know I was being married off,” she told the publication. “People came home and brought things for my father. When time came for them to leave, I thought I was escorting my aunt but when I got there, she gave me away to the man.” Being a child herself she told how she found m

Monies Reported by EFCC as Recovered Under PMB October 2015  One Recovery N1,200,000 ------------------ February 2016 Three Recoveries N406,000,000 $1,000,000 ------------------ May 2016 Three Recoveries N17,000,000 ------------------ June 2016  Twelve Recoveries N15,613,172,600 $15,000,000 £2,000,000 ------------------ July 2016 One Recovery N2,500,000,000 ------------------ September 2016 Two Recoveries N78,010,000,000 $3,000,000 ------------------ November 2016 Four Recoveries N536,500,000 Whistleblowers Come On Board & Recoveries Monthly December 2016 Two Recoveries N2,550,000,000 ------------------ January 2017 Two Recoveries N34,100,000,000 ------------------ February 2017 Five Recoveries N8,195,000,000 $198,300,000 £74,000 ------------------ March 2017 One Recovery N49,000,000 ------------------ April 2017 Four Recoveries N4,477,498,500 $43,400,000 £48,090 €547,730 ------------------ ------------------ TOTAL N150,904,221,100 $260,700,000 £2,122,090 €547,730 --

It was midnight, not so long ago, when I woke up, used the toilet and returned to my bed to continue from where I stopped. For almost an hour, I closed my eyes in vain. I could neither induce nor seduce sleep. I was rolling from one end of the bed to the other, like a footballer faking injury. I decided to go into my study, to prove to sleep that I could use the time for something else. My study is a junkyard. I tip-toed through the wreckage of books, old newspapers and all sort, and aimed for a particular Ghana-must-go housing old magazines. I randomly picked three editions of Newswatch magazine and went back to bed. The first was the March 12, 1990 edition, “Cult of Deaths”, on the growing horror of secret cults in Nigerian universities. I flipped through within one minute. I took the second. It was the February 20, 1989 edition. The cover story was “IBB’s Surprise Move: The Sacking of AFRC”. The all-powerful Armed Forces Ruling Council was the three arms of government rolled int

MY EXPERIENCE I had just moved out of my parents house and was sharing a room with my "friend". I had no idea he smoked weed, despite his suspicious movements and signature weed scent(abi na odour?) barely two weeks after moving in with him, my worst fears were confirmed as he started bringing home his weed smoking buddies and they would Occassionally roll a wrap and smoke it right there in the room or mix the weed with beans or spagehtti. Being a very curious person i always wondered what made them happy after smoking, so i decided to find out for myself (wrong move). It was a very hot day in February, a Saturday I think it was, my friend was out as usual. I searched everywhere for his stash but couldn't find it so i decided to go and Get mine. I arrived the weed joint all sweaty and nervous, half expecting to get muged but nobody seemed to be aware of my presence there, they were all on different planets all expect one i concluded that he must be the seller so

Whoever says "most African couples' are not romantic is absolutely telling the truth..... Many marriages are just about sleeping, waking, eating, cooking, raising the kids, working and ageing together till death comes..... Many couples only hug each other when they receive a piece of goodness.... They only kiss each other during copulation.... The husband only puts food in his wife's mouth when she is terminally ill and unable to feed herself.... Many wives only buy gifts for their husbands when he is hospitalized..... The only time couples race together is when there is danger somewhere like when kata-kata don burst and everyone is running.... The only thing that makes couples go for an evening stroll is when they have something vital to discuss and they don't want the children to hear...... The only time some couples eat together is when their in-laws are around...... The only thing that makes couples bath together is when they have a flight to catch and they a

This article was originally written to Sister 2 Sister magazine by a Caucasian woman who requested a response from black men. I'm so glad she got what she asked for (and more) !!! Dear Jamie: I'm sorry but I would like to challenge some of your black male readers. I am a white female who is engaged to a black male good-looking, educated and loving. I just don't understand a lot of black female's attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst black women were slim to none. As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage. Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly approached by black men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world. If black women are so up in arms about us being with their men, why don't they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide r

The Jos Carnival 2017 Street Parade has come and gone, but if you were unable to have a glimpse of all the activities, don't worry, we have sweet pictures here for you to view.  Enjoy.