True eight worshippers

Just when you should have believed more, Richee writes...

That moment when you stare down the barrel of a gun...

The pastor in my church told us this true life story but I've decided to add my own sugar and pepper to drive home a point.

"A congregation of 160 people were worshipping in a church one Sunday when all of a sudden, gunshots rented the air and in no time, the place was surrounded with a small army of Boko Haram soldiers, brandishing AK47s.

"The leader snatched the mic from the pastor and shoved him aside. With a boastful tone, he bellowed:

'All of you that are calling this your Jesus. Oya, let me see if this your Jesus will be able to save you from my hand today.'

Tales of a Plateau Corps Member

Hi, I'm Richard of RicheeTech would like to share 10 Crazy Things I Did At My Crazy NYSC Place Of Primary Assignment That Are Unbelievably Crazy!

Perhaps there's a solid reason why many 'Corpers' choose to "ghost" their NYSC Place of Primary Assignment, otherwise known as NYSC PPA. The best reason I presume is simply because no one wants to suffer in some remote interior village where people still live in thatched huts, fetch water from general community wells and haven't had NEPA light for over 30 years (and counting).

The motto out here in these woods is simple: if you can't adapt, you can't survive. Let's just say that the crazy things in did here in Turning, Quanpan LGA of Plateau State where I was posted for my NYSC Place of Primary Assignment were largely in an effort to survive.

1. I drove a Motorcycle.
Okay, I really don't know why I got interested in doing this. I've never had good opinions about motorcycles (save for power bikes) but on getting to my NYSC Place of Primary Assignment, we realised that the dominant mode of transportation there were Okada (the terrain was heavily rough). And FYI,  it's far simpler than driving a car.

Man... The beauty of Creation

During my Youth Service year, I had to walk to work on some occasions when I can't easily access a motorcycle to work. In such occasions, I grumbled on my way to walk. I would get really exhausted and would want to rest a while before attending to any patient.

In one of the occasions, I was really cold but had to still walk down to work. In keen observation, I saw a sheep walk down same distance with me and beyond. I  carefully watched it as I refused to turn right to the way which led to the clinic and saw it had walked up to 2Km until I couldn't see it any more. I was left to some thoughts and this made me stopped complaining for a while and got straight to meditating on the beauty of creation.

Man was created when every other creatures/things have been made. Creation wouldn't have been complete if man wasn't around to use them. As such, the beauty of creation was felt when man was made. The sheep didn't grumble the distance it would walk but I did grumble because all things have been made for my use and consumption but this we must use with words of Thanksgiving.

This is a beautiful year and as we ponder on the beauty of creation(Man) let's consciously give Him thanks. So this is me saying Happy New Year  and Happy first Sunday to all my friends. I hope it's not too late to say that.

Beyond the Medical Profession

As I was going through my picture gallery, I came across this picture and I smiled. At first I felt bad I never fulfilled my promise to visit the family but I focused on relationship beyond presence( this I might write on soon).This was actually one of my greatest testimonies during my Youth Service year. I  served in a PHC as such we don't manage critical conditions but I will want to discuss Innocent's story with you all.

Little Innocent is the second to last child of his parents in a family of nine. He fell critically ill and was rushed to the hospital in a subconscious state towards the end of my service year. My in-charge instructed me to attend to the little boy and that I did. Results showed a PCV of 12%, malaria ++ and history of Peptic Ulcer disease. I quickly engaged the mother and 'assumed father' of the state of the child and the need for an urgent transfusion.

Man gives husband money and comfort in exchange for sleeping with his wife.

This story was written by Richard of RicheeTech Amazing Post

This is happening in my compound as I write. It's the truest true life story you're going to find out here in the Ajah environs of Lagos.

My dad has a tenant who drives the vehicle of the owner of a successful orphanage across our house, whose name is referred to usually as Pastor.

This driver is being paid salary of (say N15k-N30k the last I heard) but here's the catch: this driver lives in a N250k, 2 bedroom rented flat, runs generator at least 7 hours a day (every freaking night), two of his kids attend a school that pays over N200k a term and some other mouth watering comforts.

How, you may ask, does this man, a driver earning not up to N50k afford this lifestyle?

The owner of the Orphanage, Pastor, virtually subsidies the drivers' entire living expenses from food, to fuel,  children's' fees and every other thing that makes their life sweet.

That sounds overly generous doesn't it, you may wonder. Could there be a catch? Who is this generous in the world, really?