CHANGE!??! ~ It's Official!

What a beautiful way to end March - Comical and Peaceful. I saw lots of display pictures that got me laughing and plastered a 'Jegacious' smile on my face and I said to a friend, "Nigerians are a unique people. We know just what to do or say to put a comic relief on a seemingly tensed situation!"
And after the long but predicted wait...

Congratulations to Nigerians and cheers to Unity, that will bind us and never break us; Faith, that will help us believe in our leaders once again and also help our leaders believe in God and seek HIS direction to lead us right; Peace, that will surpass all human understanding over the world; and Progress, as we will one day soon never be referred to as the 'third world poverty stricken, diseases saddled and most corrupt country'.
And my children, your children and generations to come will be thankful for this change and time in the history of Nigeria.

Remember however that the word CHANGE isn't just a party motto or symbol.

CHANGE though seem constant is a CULTURE - a way of life! It is the way we constantly think and rethink before we act and speak.
So when you are about to throw your bottles of soda out the window in the 'danfo' or 'BRT' bus you boarded, think of a beautiful, clean and healthy environment you'd love to be in, think CHANGE!

We all are part of this transformation and I am so excited to be a CHANGE AGENT!
If you truly understand and agree with me that you are the CHANGE Nigeria desires and CHANGE isn't just another slogan but an ideal way of life.
Then #IamCHANGE

Share with friends and be part of the orientation...the change you desire, begins with you!
Think it, Speak it and Act it!
God bless Nigeria and Happy New Month.

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