Segun Ozique

So, why do you need to mind your language? Do you know how it is that things you say can have an impact on people around you as well as your wellbeing and growth? Have you seriously given thoughts to the fact that the language you use in your social life is very, very crucial in building or destroying your relationship, on occasion irreparably? Often, we do not give deep thoughts to the implications of what we say to others and their impact. We would not see in most circumstances that our language is a part instance of the overall production of meanings in our social relationship. But they are and crucial and critical aspects of our relationship. The use of language is much more than a matter of employment either when it is applied in talk or writing per se. The use of language can build or chisel the foundational blocks of any and every relationship. And, that use as part of the discussion is what I intend to analyze here as discourse. So, as a basic statement of meaning, what is disc

Today, 45 years ago, 29th of July 1975 was a coup that ousted one of many Generals (rank not earned by the years in military service, exceptional deeds, striking, celebrated intelligent world-wide military strategic contributions or valour in battle) who acted as Heads of States in Nigeria. He was representing the country in Kampala, Uganda's national and commercial capital. This video 👇🏾 is the moment he was given the news. July, the 29th will remain another one sad day in the history of outsiders using illiterate and semi-illiterate nonentities to disrupt political rulings in Nigeria and turned out as shaping pattern of the continued chaotic, purposeless, derange, rampageous, tumultuous, based, racket ridden, racket up, unprincipled, venal militarisation period in Nigeria’s history up to 1979.  The independence Nigeria was handed was bound to be problematic. However, it'd have adjusted by itself; and, would have formed the foundation of the Nigeria democratic progression

When I was in England, once in awhile someone would ask, “Where are you from?” At first, it was not strange because such a question back in Nigeria was meant to know what tribe or region one belongs. Mainly, I think, to have one drawn nearer in companionship. Though, clearly, it was not so for every Nigerians, particularly when it concerns employment and distribution of wealth. Still, it was and is obvious why I often am asked, I believe it is because I speak different Nigerian major languages and cannot easily be pinned to a particular region or tribe.   Once, there was a robbery where I worked and as I captured the three white youths on one of my cameras, rather than call my colleague, a Burmese security guard who spoke little English to chase them away, I went after them. Frankly, it was not to prevent them from stealing anything, I was so angry, I intended catching, at least, one and knocking him silly. They all ran away before I caught any. The next day, when the police arrived, w