September 29th

Today is a new day; it’s like the sunny day/
– to farmers who are out to make hay./
So many years down the line it was a great day,/
my mum was just about to give birth to a son who would make her days./
Dad was there seeing his second born child being introduced into this world./
To day I stand saying it’s anew day making the best form it,/
I will leave the dream they have always mentioned./
I walked each day and now am done with books /
Never disappointed but always here to make it better by the day./
It’s the ninth month on the twenty ninth day, /
a great day call it a fluke but a great man was born/
each day I want to make it better and this year am reaching far beyond the sky . /
I give God thanks for all the best he has done seeing me thru’ till this day,
I thank Him, I praise his name acclaim his might and all he’s done./
Its September 29th the greatest day of my life thanks be to God for it.

Tribute to Anne Ofula.

She indeed made journalism a profession of demand, she was effortless in what she did, made it fun to study the art of broadcasting, and for sure she will be missed by the people who knew her. When KBC was VOK she was just ok. Even in the exodus to the so called power media house, she remained at the VOK house. It changed to be KBC , but still- she was there to stay. To her she was the power and dint need to shift to find home to other joints. She has inspired many by her character and her voice when broadcasting the news. She is a pioneer to the media fraternity. She is a legend and the rest are just but imitates. She made all know that you can survive and make it to success any where and any place. So outstanding so great in what she did. To me i have lost a mum in the media scene. At times you wonder why death has to take the good away, but i know she is with God who will even give her a better job to do. This is to give thanks for a life well lived and the path well defined. Open doors to many. Back in the rural, where KBC is the main thing she made hearts warm and gave them a smile a reason to sit and listen to her. She was a darling to many and she will always be in our hearts, the Almighty God gives and he has taken away, he has picked the best for a reason and one day we shall meet again. To me i pay my tribute to her and to all she has done. God bless and rest her soul in peace.

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