Weekly Review
Eruption inside the crypto space this week, inside and out of C0MM/DAO! In the bigger picture, we witnessed the #EthereumMerge (still trending), which has had a large impact on everyone in the cryptoverse, especially the Ravencoin community where we are developing. Over the past 2 weeks Ravencoin shot up to $.07, more than doubling. So, if you had saved any $RVN, it was suddenly worth twice as much. You could have sold it for a new car or house or continued ‘hodling’ for the long run ahead. The mining hashrate has shot up drastically, so you can be sure it will rise in the long run as Proof-of-Work miners will continue to look for new homes in solid, truly decentralized blockchains like Ravencoin. C0MM/DAO will feature a commemorative T-shirt marking the occasion, featuring an image similar to this, soon available at our online shop:
We continue to see incredible content creation efforts from our marketing squad growing week by week in Africa. This week our writing prompt topic was “Memories of the Future.”
We received 16 1000+ word essays on the topic, with a wide range of imaginative exploration, as we were inquiring about youthful dreams, thoughts, and aspirations on how one’s view of the future developed over time. We really are astounded at the level of engagement we are consistently receiving week by week in these outreach efforts.
We currently have over 90 essays entered into our database so far in our excavation of African memories from the C0MM/DAO marketing squad. This is a significant achievement on an anthropological/sociological level as we have established a positive, fruitful working connection between the West and developing countries in Africa in a way that perhaps has never been equaled before. Keep close tabs on Dr. Alina Okun’s growing database, soon to become an incredible book! https://www.notion.so/pulsar-innovation/Community-DAO-ebaaa160c93040dd8c85b88af7a1ade0
And on the design front, our Protocol Generation team riffed down on the theme of UFO Designs/ Space as a New Frontier. Still counting at over 100 designs entered so far, it has been another rambunctious week of content creation here at Community DAO.
The Master Doc of Week 30’s contest entries can be viewed here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1X8TpGePerZRhxLhHN6g1nWUINT2J9Df8uAqCWg2y5XU/edit?usp=sharing
It is still being updated, as of 8 pm, Sunday, September 18, 2022. We are creating permanent records for posterity here at C0MM/DAO in an international project with an epic scope.
And on the Alterverse front, we received an incredible fly-thru of the CommTower in Sky City as it currently stands:
And utilizing this key vision, we are actively building out our backend development team, in addition to investment line-ups, to assist us in getting the space ready for a public launch this Fall. If you are interested in this project, contact us through Twitter, Discord, or at our website: https://commdao.org/
Without further ado, enjoy the exciting theme of this week’s journal, “Memories of the Future”!!!
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The Life to Come
The past events in my life have taught me so many lessons which I still cannot explain.
Yes, truth must be told, some thoughts and aims of life may not come to pass or remain permanently fictional and unattainable.
Growing up as a kid, I had a few challenges which I believed would be solved with ease when I became of age.
Guess what? Those issues are not comparable with the current issues at hand.
I have come to a stage where I must make available what I want and what I need. Gone are the days when everything was provided for me on a platter of gold or silver.
I have been faced with all manners of challenges, even the ones that I incubated in the process of an attempt to sort my bills.
After the university, I made friends whose goals were aligned with mine. They planned the same, just as I did, but success decided to cheat everyone.
Some of us minimally succeeded with our plans, while others failed miserably trying but never gave up the course. I was among those who failed but never lost interest.
The blockchain business came to my notice in the last quarter of 2017, with Bitcoin dominating the entire cryptocurrency community and mining was among the things which most people jumped into doing as the major source of earning in cryptos.
Back then, my status was like standing between the fence of the Bitcoin investment compound and going back to nothing. I imagined what life would be like in the future when Bitcoin goes up to $15,000 from the laughable price of $6,500.
I invested some of my hard-earned money into Bitcoin using Coinbase as my main wallet. This bothered me so much that I usually checked the price of Bitcoin at least 20 times each day.
The future was as bright as the morning glorious sunlight shining above the tiny growing flowers, and I made some gain from it when I sold all in 2020 due to hunger initiated by the worldwide lockdown.
I imagined what it would be with 0.003 Bitcoin in my wallet when it finally arrives at the long-hyped $200,000 by 2025 or beyond, but the flesh was weaker to contain the situation on the ground.
Selling all of my Bitcoins got me relieved of the addiction of checking my wallet value every now and then, but another addiction followed.
Axie Infinity appeared with its visually furnished ecosystem of games.
I played most of the adventure games with some returns lined up like a bunch of wood from the timber awaiting the smoothening process.
I invested almost all of my days during the lockdown in playing games online to earn big, which later paid me well. I brought it to the notice of my friends when the tokens (AXS) were bouncing like a cricket ball. The bullish run was so noticeable to all crypto lovers, and many people invested a lot of money in the AXS blockchain.
I invested the majority of my earnings to secure a stress-free future for myself, but bad luck was just around the corner, laughing out loud at me.
Gaming on daily basis was like an addiction for me, and I could not cut down the number of hours invested in visiting all my mighty squad. I also made lots of friends along the way, but I never knew their real names and where they came from.
I became a well-known gamer in my community and a kind of a loner and a self-centered person, but I never cared because when someone is roaming around the streets with nothing to show for it, the community will stigmatize such a person.
The bright future before me was something worth fighting for, but then, in March 2022, North Korean hackers infiltrated the barrier walls of Axie Infinity through one of their game developers with a fake job offer.
This sank Axie Infinity’s flamboyant royal spaceship to the dungeons of bears and frogs.
During that period, I lost my recognition and value online because the gaming world ceased in a bid to retrieve all the information trembled upon.
I stood miles away from my present condition facing the future of my gaming lifestyle to wonder if there would be a better world without a hacker or thieves, but still, there isn't any in sight, even though the gaming future is brighter as many organizations are trooping in to create long-lasting platforms for every gamer and gaming activities.
I think my experience with Axie is just the beginning of my gaming lifestyle.
After the recovery of Axie Infinity, I made up my mind to continue from where I stopped my gaming experience, but the zeal to fight for the first position in challenges tarnished because the reward was not worth the time spent.
I looked away from doing the basics to helping broken bones gain back their momentum.
Weeks passed, and another bomb explosion was heard from the neighboring country.
Luna!!!!
The blockchain caught fire, burning down from its mighty platform.
Analysts said that anything that goes up must surely come down, and Luna's case was not an exception.
I've experienced many ups and downs in the blockchain business and would want to make more gains from my little investment.
Combining the reality of seeing some good upward strokes of Luna and Ravencoin in the future will definitely wipe my tears away for good, and I long to see this day come to pass.
In making this a reality in my life, I must invest in what I can to forget if and only if the table turns from good to worse, but I do not plan to lose ever again.
Truly, the future of my blockchain experience looks bright and appealing with the great adventure of some blockchains gaining a massive number of investors and miners swinging from proof of work to proof of stake. Too many activities to filter from.
Lastly, proper plans and strategies must be put in place to guide my path to achieving my goals and aims of being part of the building blocks of cryptocurrency and its diverse blockchains.
Three Memories of The Future
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams”
Every child has a safe place, somewhere they enjoy going or something they enjoy indulging, that takes their mind off daily worries. For some kids, it’s reading, music, or seeing actions displayed. For kids like myself, reading, music, or motion pictures only help to drown us further into our imagination, an illusion of a perfect world. Whether we’re just eating candies, slaying a sea beast, or riding on our dragon chariots, we don’t care, that’s our ideal perfect universe. Don’t blame us.
As a child, I loved to be in my head, a habit I still enjoy as an adult. I didn’t really have the luxury of an environment that would make me want to be in present, so my head it was. I would fantasize about so many things I could be, from winning the WWE Championship to getting married to an English Prince to having telepathy as a superpower. I know it’s funny, but it was my ideal world. I believed I could be anything, actually rephrasing that, I believed anything was possible, and I wanted to be anything, I wanted my future to be possible.
As time passed, I came to realize my interest in storytelling, which sprouted from the hurly-burly of poorly plotted stories in my head. I didn’t care much. I just wanted to tell stories, but most importantly, I wanted to tell them to the whole world. That was how the Little Miss Journalist dream was born. The first sane future I thought fit for myself.
HELLO LITTLE MISS JOURNALIST
I loved talking. I would go on and on about things that would never happen, actually things that should never happen. Imagine a lion giving birth to a puppy, or having a unicorn as a pet, or being left at home during Christmas vacation so I could have my version of Home Alone. I had crazy images, and people would laugh when I shared those stories. Still, it didn’t stop me. I would bask in their laughter because it made me laugh too, and I knew they weren’t laughing to ridicule. I just really sounded delusional, which is a kid’s trademark.
One day, after a neighbor sat through the ear-cringing section of my tales or heart swelling, considering I was a pretty smart kid, he said, “you should be a journalist.” I was confused. I didn’t know what I wanted to be in the real world, who cares about the real world? He went further to explain but in the most catchy way for a child. He said I could be one of those ladies talking on television, and that was the hook.
My mind took off from there, and I made a public announcement to whoever cared to listen that I was going to be a journalist in the future. For the first time, I could agree with my elder brother on something. We would both sit together and watch the news or any program on television because I wanted to be one of those women talking.
My big dream moved from wanting to present news on the local channels to working at CNN and winning the CNN hero of the year award. I would sit on the ruffled cushion in our living room until 1am most nights, watching CNN, and pretending to interview the president of the United States of America. My dreams were crazy, always had been, always will be. I knew they wouldn’t come true easily, but I wanted the with my heart and soul. At least I thought I did, until a question that tweaked that dream and changed the future I’d thought I should have.
They always say, “you cannot bury a seed.”
ANOTHER SHAKESPEARE
One day in high school, on a scorching sunny day after the lunch break and after getting my classmates quiet for a literature tutorial I was hosting, a senior student called me out and asked if I was really sure about journalism. My response to his question was a flaming dagger. He survived, though, just so he could tell me about his doubts and that he was sure I would change my mind somewhere in the future. I called it a bluff. He didn’t make any sense, and I was more than ready to prove to him and any other person that doubted my ambition that I could make it to CNN. CNN was the dream. It became a new future for me, and all I could think of was how to make it happen.
They weren’t against me. If I was being truthful, I was against myself. Remember the quote of not being able to bury a seed? Well, that seed was the storytelling in me. It found a way to sprout. I didn’t know how or why but I started writing again. I’d go everywhere with a pen and book, a writer’s starter pack. So much so that a street friend once called me “Another Shakespeare.” I loved the nickname.
After high school, I had a gap of one year to reflect and learn how to bake. I hated the gap year, by the way. That one year was one of the worst years for me mentally because I thought I knew what I wanted to be, but with every passing day, it was obvious I wanted to write and tell stories more than anything. While the confusion lingered, I was able to talk to my best friend. Then, as expected, she encouraged me to write. Friends will always have your best interest at heart, even if it means sending you through hell.
At that point, my future changed, and my life began to feel unsure. Now I wanted to be a writer. I would let myself daydream of a world where I could be a successful writer and write my own books and stories. Finally, I could make a unicorn a pet in juvenile literature, but I had a problem, a problem I stirred. I had told everyone I wanted to be a journalist. Even though my family thought I could do better than that as a smart kid, they accepted the decent choice. I knew writing was a no. No one wants another starving artist on the list of world starving artists from their family. So, I came up with a safe choice and a career in storytelling that I could blend with journalism. I opted for mass communication and performing art. I had hoped I would learn how to write screenplays and major in scriptwriting. I was very sure about being the first writer from Africa to win an OSCAR or write intercontinental stories. This was the future I had thought for myself as I was filling out my JAMB form. But life happened again. And oh, the misery.
THE FILM GIRL
At the time of my admission into the University, I knew I didn’t want to be a journalist anymore. I wanted to write stories for screenplays, but oh, my disappointment when I got in and found out there was no place for screenplays, just stage plays. I didn’t want to be a playwright. I love the stage, but I don’t love writing for the stage. I’m not another Shakespeare after all, and no way I want to ever be.
Again, I was left with another phase of confusion and uncertainty of how I could find my way to my future. I eventually got tired and lost it for a bit, so I decided to go with the flow and just take up Playwriting as my major and get out of school. I was on that track until my 300lv and a life-changing experience at the National University of Theatre Art Festival (NUTAF) in 2018. It was an eye-opener, a mind-structuring event. It was there where I remembered wanting to not just tell stories but see them in action, too, bullocks. I went back and reconnected with the child in me. It started to make more sense. It wasn’t only about storytelling in texts but in actions too.
No one knew the conflict I was facing prior to this time. It reflected on my grades because I wasn’t my best self. But after that festival, I felt at ease with myself. I felt a certain chill that I could bask in and carry with me through my unboxing.
At this point, I wanted to become a filmmaker, to be the first African filmmaker with every major international award. Filmmaking became the future I wanted for myself. I was so sure that all needed was a little nudge, and two years after school I’d be making A-list movies. That was the future I wanted and the timeline I crafted for its manifestation. It was something in the line of “in two years time, I would be the next big thing in the filmmaking industry” but who am I fooling?
I would go on to realize after four years down the line in filmmaking, I’m still nowhere close to making an A-list movie because of access to resources. But this time, I an not doubting myself.
In the course of growing up, I had wanted three different futures, one as a journalist, then as a writer, and then as a filmmaker. I was scared of losing control and being on a path to discover that it wasn’t my path to follow. As a child, it was okay, but the older I get, I find myself caught in life’s whirlwind, knowing everyone is expecting me to be something.
If there’s anything I learned during my years of dwindling future or conflicting dreams, it is to connect with your inner child and trust the process. Let life happen.
I am here now, living my future from four years ago, not how I pictured it, but still living it. And when I think about the future I want to see five years from now, I think of being an OSCAR award-winning filmmaker and a New York Times bestseller. I think about owning an NGO for street kids. I think about writing articles for magazines or top ads for leading companies. It’s really ironic, some sort of poetic justice, that I went round just to come back to the same belief I held dear as a child that everything is possible and that I can be anything and everything I had always wanted to be. I can influence my world positively, through art, in my time.
What do I want to be in the future? Let’s not put a tag on it or put it in a box. I just want to be everything I can be as an artist, as long as I find happiness and I’m affecting the universe positively.
Nostradamus II: Archiving the past and seeing the future today
I AM NOSTRADMUS II
Nostradamus was a French astrologer who was believed to have seen the future. In this memories article, I would be NOSTRADMUS II in sharing with you my memories of the future as an article of @thecommunitydao Commlink 30.
NOSTRADMUS I
NOSTRADMUS II
When I was younger, I had dreams, aspirations, and so many expectations of what tomorrow was going to give me. My dreams were wild, and the best adjective to describe my clairvoyance at that time was "Prudent and Unabashed." You see, growing up as a child in a Christian household made me project the future from a religious angle. I had a burning desire to be a pastor. My nickname in primary school then was General Overseer. This is usually a tag associated with big and influential church owners in Nigeria. My parents taught me about life and about living it in the way of the Lord, so it was only natural that my desires and aspirations tilted towards the religious side.
I also had a big dream to work as a correspondent one day for a big TV Station in Nigeria. This all started when I was in Primary 5 at Harmony International School. The Headmaster by the name Mr. Akoh introduced me to the Press Club and gave roles to all Press Club Members. Luckily, I got the correspondent role, while other roles included the Editors, Newscasters, Videographers, and Directors. This got me into the act of always mimicking correspondents on different TV stations, from CNN to BBC to local stations in Nigeria like the AIT, NTA, and Capital Tv. I lived and breathed those dreams. I was all caught up with the idea of getting the best out of my constant fantasies. I got great support from my parents, who wanted to see me reach the apex at a time to support my news reporting aspiration. My parents always found a way to get me the dailies. They didn't have much to spare, but the sacrifice was a way of saying: “keep doing great, we've got your back.”
Childhood was fun, and what I liked about it was that doubt was non-existent. My dreams were quite naive, but there was no limitation in seeing the promised land. I saw fewer thorns and more glory. My projections were more of reaching my goal rather than a need to break out from it.
I feel there is a thing adulthood does to the spirit of everyone out there. The past failures, disappointment, and validation seeking just make us dream less and start taking okay as an answer when in earnest, our dreams are still valid, and those things limiting us are fictions that our minds play.
As I grew older, I became somewhat unavailable to those dreams I once had. I was no longer interested in being a correspondent because there was no press club anymore, as I had finished Primary School and was now a High School student.
My pastor dwindled too. I began to feel I perhaps wasn't called out for it, even though I never stopped entertaining the Idea from time to time.
It's quite funny, but my teenage years met me dreaming about a different path. I was introduced to a popular Christian NGO in Nigeria by the name TOM (Teenage Outreach Ministry). A boot camp was organized that summer outside my local environment Romi, Kaduna. It was kind of an eye-opener to meet people from other cities who came around to share love, amongst other things. After the boot camp, TOM organized a Christmas cantata on the 27th of December, 2013, with a special feature of a poetry contest. This was where my romance journey with poetry all started.
POETRY ARCHIVE
I didn't recite a poem in the contest that day. I was very much of a spectator watching from the stands with so much surprise. What impressed me that day was the Play On Words, the way those poets infused their poems with a lot of swagger. The poems presented excited me. Immediately after getting back home, I went straight into writing poems and sampling poems recited at the cantata. I wrote my first poem. I had an intense feeling that I was designed for this purpose.
I then developed the habit of writing consistently, and with time I started to get much better. I began to show my work to my friends, and they were impressed by it many times. Sometimes, I was corrected on grammar, tenses, imagery, and delivery. I developed a persona similar to the typical poet's persona. At that point, I knew I was going to be serious about the gift. It became too hard to ignore because the gift was always present and attractive.
In Nigeria, we've got two classes of people economy-wise: the rich and the poor. Sadly, I am from the latter. This spurred me to look up job opportunities and skills that can bring in money in the long run because I loathe poverty and lack. I dreamt of a future in which so much was available on the table and so much to share with an affecting society.
Living a modest life has always been at the back of my mind. My slogan has been, "always use the money and do not let the money use you." From childhood, I detested any place where there is an excessive splash of cash for a jamboree, braggadocio, or some events that are inconsequential to future benefits or rewards. Investing for long-term gain is surely my thing because I detest the lifestyle of not having enough to afford necessities, luxury, and pay bills in the future.
To me, the need to start a family is at the top of my list, and I picture a family knit in love, with God as their source.
NOSTRADMUS SEES TECH
Until late 2019, I was in the dark as to the direction the technology world was moving towards, but now I know better. It will be a big disservice to myself if I do not get on board with this technology wave.
I see myself doing great in the Web 3 and Crypto space in finding lasting solutions to real-life problems and issues overall.
I am also futuristic in opening a blog where I post premium cryptocurrency content, sports, and technology as a whole. I got a knack for Web design, and with time, I will make plans to learn and charge business owners money to design their company's landing page.
The importance of having a future void of regrets is the goal, and the benefits of envisioning and planning it cannot be overemphasized.
Although my expectations of the future have evolved over time, one thing that is sacrosanct to note is I am seeing tremendous growth, and I love it.
Calabar Carnival and my Experience
Have you ever craved to know more about the Calabar Carnival or ever wondered about what the Calabar Carnival looks like? If yes, then you are on the right track to satisfying your cravings. You must have heard so much about the festival and probably nurtured so much in your mind, and you are sometimes left with the choice to believe in its existence or not. I must say, you are in luck today because after going through this post, your imaginations, dreams, and desires should have become a distant reality. In this article, I am going to enlighten you on everything you need to know about the Calabar Carnival, including my personal experience. Without much hesitation, let's get you through the streets of Calabar.
About the city of Calabar
It would be quite boring to talk about the Calabar Carnival without talking about Calabar. Calabar, also known as the 'Canaan City,' is the capital of Cross River State in Nigeria. It is in south-eastern Nigeria. This celebrated state is often described as the 'tourism capital of Nigeria.' This is a result of the numerous initiatives undertaken by the former governor of the state, Donald Duke. This amazing city is also regarded by many as the cleanest and most friendly city in Nigeria. The City, administratively, is divided into Calabar Municipal and Calabar South Local Government Areas. It has an area of 406 square kilometers. In addition to these breathtaking features, Calabar is made up of people from all walks of life. Calabar people are regarded as the most caring, friendly, and peaceful set of individuals in Nigeria. They are known for receiving visitors with open arms. The major language used in the state is the Efik language.
As a visitor to the state, you wouldn't struggle to learn the language because it is one of the simplest languages in Nigeria. In the aspect of food, Calabar is popularly known as the city filled with the most delicacies. In Calabar, stomachs don't rumble. They have delicacies such as afang soup, edikan ikong, ekpang kukwo, atama soup, editan soup, and many more. With these amazing features, it wouldn't be out of place to arrive at the conclusion that Calabar is a paradise on earth. When it comes to tourism, they are the lead. Another vital thing the city is known for is the popular Calabar Carnival, which is the reason you are still here. Why not sit tight and take some coffee while I take you to the most interesting part of this post?
The Calabar Carnival
The Calabar Carnival is an annual carnival usually held in Calabar, the capital city of Cross River State, Nigeria. The Carnival, also known as "Africa's Biggest Street Party" or the "Pride of Nigeria," is held every December. The festival, which started in 2004, was enunciated by the one-time governor of Cross River State, Donald Duke, as an activity to augment the annual celebration of Christmas in the state and also improve the economy of the state. According to him, his vision for creating the festival was to make Cross River State home of tourism and hospitality in Nigeria and Africa as a continent.
Over the years, the Calabar Carnival has experienced a wide range of growth and has attained international recognition making it the biggest festival in Africa. The carnival is always entertaining and colorful. During the festival, different competitions usually take place, and huge prizes are usually won. Also, during that time, the state hosts people from all walks of life, especially people who love entertainment and tourism.
The Calabar Carnival or festival usually takes place every year. New initiatives are undertaken by the committee to drive the event; one of such initiatives could be choosing topics. During the festival, five bands compete: Seagull, Passion 4, Masta Blasta, Bayside, and Freedom bands. These bands are renowned for their different colors. The Seagull, known as the most stylish and coordinated band, is the Red band. Passion 4, known as the most successful band, is the Green band. Masta Blasta being the largest band is the orange band. Freedom is the Yellow band, and Bayside is the Blue band.
In addition to the competition by the five bands, the Calabar Carnival also embraces music competitions from both local and international artists, fashion shows, beauty pageants, Ekpe festival, and traditional dances. The festival also incorporates essay competitions involving both secondary and tertiary students. This is a way of promoting reading culture among the students of the state. The popular 'Africa's Biggest Street Party' usually hosts great men and women, prominent politicians, actors and actresses, and both local and international musicians.
Despite the overwhelming and unavoidable experiences that the Calabar Carnival brings, some people still find it difficult and discouraging to attend or participate in the festival. According to some, the lack of security, especially in the areas the carnival is conducted, is usually alarming. Many individuals who fear robbery and kidnapping usually have a lackadaisical attitude to the events. However, while others are uninterested in the event, the majority of the population still finds it interesting and fun to take part in the festival. It is always advisable that people don't lose guard of their properties and always try to be conscious of the happenings around them. As a three-time attendee of the Calabar Carnival, I would love to highlight my personal experience, and I'm pretty sure it will tickle your fancy.
A popular quote says, "Don't be afraid of experience because the more experience you have, the more mature you become." My first experience with the Calabar Carnival was overwhelming and forever memorable. The 2006 Calabar Carnival is still fresh in my mind when I was eight years old. Then, I didn't really know my way around the streets of Calabar. I can recall the crowd and the beautiful sights. I couldn't get my eyes off the performances by the different bands. The cultural displays by the participants left me dumbfounded. My family and I couldn't visit all the areas, but I was satisfied with everything. I also got to meet new people and made new friends too. It was indeed an unforgettable experience. I couldn't wait for another one.
The 2009 Calabar Carnival took a different turn. It was the second time I attended the festival. This time around, the experience was massive. This time around, the carnival committee organized a football competition outside the usual performances by the five bands. The carnival cup was given to the band that won the football competition. I could vividly recall trekking with the participants from the popular Efi Ette roundabout to the Calabar stadium. Getting to the stadium, I met people struggling to gain entrance into the stadium. I tried to gain entrance to the stadium but didn’t succeed. Like many others, I gave up, and that was the end of the Carnival for me. As usual, it was entertaining, and the fun was massive.
The 2015 Calabar Carnival was my favorite. I had the best experience compared to the previous times. The theme was "Climate Change." A new band known as 'The Governor's Band' was created, and beauty queens were enlisted into the band. Bikers Day and Disco fiesta were also part of the new offerings that made up the 2015 carnival. The festival had in attendance notable men and women, the United States Embassy in Nigeria, actors and actresses, and popular politicians. The list was endless. I got to meet people from all walks of life. Having been exposed to diverse cultures and traditions, my orientation about life also took a different shape. It was indeed an unforgettable moment.
After going through this article, I'm sure you would agree with me that the importance of the Calabar Carnival cannot be overemphasized. Apart from the entertainment aspect, it also serves as a uniting factor, where we get to embrace and appreciate the cultures and traditions of Nigeria and Africa as a whole.
My Favorite Memories
Before I share my favorite memories, I’d like to mention that memory refers to the psychological processes of acquiring, storing, retaining, and later retrieving information. It will also be tremendous to point out that there are three major processes involved in memory: encoding, storage, and retrieval. This is the case because human memory involves the ability to both preserve and recover information.
My Crypto Experience: The Good, the Bad, and The Ugly
Just like humans without a head, the body is useless. Just like a manufactured product without tasting, the product is dangerous. Just like the earth without form, the planet is useless. Just like a business without investment, the business has no growth. Just like a garden without watering, the plants will wither. Just like a car without an engine, the car is useless. Just like food without salt, the food has no taste.
I projected myself during my childhood as a child who was born and brought up in a Christian family. The book of Matthew, chapter 5:13-16 says:
“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.
You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl.
Instead, they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.”
After I saw these bible portions, I realized that the world also needs me to get to the next level. Just the same way that food needs salt to taste good. That is the same way the earth needs me. The earth also needs me as a light to get directions.
I see myself among the chosen generation to make a difference, just as it is written in the book of 1 Peter 2:9
"But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light."
I went in to learn more about crypto because I thought that I could change the world with crypto, make everything very easy and accessible to all the people around the world, and also help the less privileged. The dream I had during that period was to create software that all the market shops, eateries, and boutiques, as a matter of fact, all the products sellers, and customers would use to get anything they want, anytime, any moment, without holding physical cash. From the experience I accumulated, I realized that many people have become Bitcoin millionaires because they bought low and sold high. Again, it would be tremendous to point out that there are also different kinds of crypto millionaires. Those who are crypto entrepreneurs have the necessary business acumen to create world-changing solutions.
Behold, I'll like to say that I am in that particular category, those that wanted to change the world digitally. I tried several times to bring my dreams into reality, but it appears as if no effort is invested in them. After years of consistent trials, I started to understand the modalities of crypto. Just like every other successful thing on earth, there are principles applied, and if you want to do it the other way, you'll end up failing as you try. The memory I got from there is that it takes a long time to make a lot of money.
The bad side of it is that I have not been able to achieve that dream, and the ugly side of it is that SOMETIMES I LOST ALL THE MONEY I INVESTED, and the good part of it is that I am one of the thousand beneficiaries of crytpo.
My Personal Life Memory
The environment in which I was brought up has been a lesson of life that I'll tell my young and unborn generation to come. To start with, life is full of impediments, and people go through a lot of trials and tribulations, which somehow serve as unforgettable painful memories, while some memories serve as a favorite to some people.
My worst memories are when we were hired to hijack ballot boxes during an election period. I didn't have any other alternative, but I needed to survive the hardship. I joined my friends at the polling unit. We caused trouble, hijacked the box, and ran into the bush. As I was running, a straight bullet hit a tree that was directly in front of me, and I asked myself: what if this bullet hits me?
My School Experience
Laconically speaking, It is very hard for me to pick a favorite memory from university. The reason for this is not far-fetched; it's because I have truly enjoyed every single day in the last two years at the tertiary institution! However, I will share something that has really marked my university experience.
Unlike many other people, when I started university, I was very scared, and as a matter of fact, I didn’t want to associate with anyone. Nevertheless, as time progressed, I did not let these fears win, and I immediately got involved in as many things as I could. With my curious mind, I did not want to miss any opportunities. Behold, I'll say that I'm glad I challenged myself and took part in the school excursion to the then Lord Lugard's house and the Bridge of no return It was one of the most remarkable experiences I have ever done in my life!
Unarguably, you'll agree with me that school life is the best life. I must say that anyone on the planet who has been a student knows what school life is all about. We may be viewing it from a different perspective, but it is the golden period of learning, and it truly impacts students’ lives. However, despite the struggle on campus, the fact is that the importance of school life cannot be negated, and it is a vital formative experience for children and adult students alike.
Despite the excitement of my university days and years filled, I also became mature enough to understand the value of time. Indeed, I'll say that my university life was a wonderful chapter in my memories because I learned dedication, hard work, motivation, and self-actualization.
Again, I'll like to point out that my High School years were also the period in which I started working hard towards my goals. I'll say a big thanks for that, as I am happy with the career and the life I have today. Nevertheless, one of my best high school memories was the day when I won a prize in the annual inter-school science fair. Just like a dream, it was a moment of great pride for me, as well as for my parents and for my school. The most important aspect of it is that the Principal of our school gave me a shield which I still have and treasure to this day.
Ambassador Report
Achieving greatness requires creative and smart strategies. This is what we've aimed at, and nothing will stop us from doing what we know best. We efficiently spiced the internet with our lovely designs and videos through the use of the theme "War and/or Peace." We preached the good, bad and ugly nature of the consequences of war with the love that emanates from living together as peaceful entities. Below is our leaderboard for weeks 29-30.
Leaderboard/Ranking
Rank Twitter username
Dani_BeeHive
Yhuddee111
HappinessEshie
Samuelinijosep4
IAM_KDS
SAnieotu
Alochinonye
Mosesenang47
Mkay_vic
Banacubana