June 2014
A 22-year old lady, Ruth Ubi, was on Sunday evening crushed to death after a vehicle knocked her down while she was assisting a little boy to cross the busy Atimbo road in the outskirt of Calabar, Cross River State.
Ubi, who was said to be on her way to a market at the Atimbo axis of Calabar, was aiding the five-year-old boy who found it difficult crossing the road when a Toyota Camry salon came out from an adjourning street to knock her down.
An eyewitness, Beatrice Inyang, told PUNCH Metro on Monday that Ubi’s brain was immediately smashed open by an oncoming trailer some micro seconds after the car had flung her body to the middle of the road.
She said, “I was trying to open the door of my car when I saw a taxi, (Toyota Camry) lifting the woman from where she was standing into a truck that was passing and the truck smashed the head and brain was all over the place.
“Immediately she fell, the trailer which was so close crushed her to death and the taxi driver who wanted to stop drove off on top speed. The boy she was holding however, escaped with injuries and has been taken to the General hospital.”
It was gathered that the trailer driver immediately escaped from the scene after the accident to escape being lynched by angry youths.
A relation of the deceased, who did not want to be named, confirmed that the lady was actually going to the evening market when she met her untimely death.
She said, “I was the one that asked her to go and buy some food condiments for us to cook. She overstayed and I was hearing people talking in low tones. I just decided to walk to the market which is close to where I live.
“It was along the road, I started hearing whispers from passers-by about what happened along the main road. Behold it was my younger one, killed by two vehicles. I only met the cap and pieces of clothes that she was putting on.”
Asked if she knew the boy who survived the accident, she said, no, adding “they only told me how she was to help a young boy to cross the road when she was knocked down, but the child survived.”
PUNCH Metro later gathered that the driver, whose identity was still unknown, was being detained at the Airport Police Station while journalist was barred from snapping the trailer which had also been confiscated.
When contacted, the state Police Public Relations Officer, Mr. Hogan Bassey, confirmed the incident, saying investigation was ongoing. He also said the driver of the Toyota Camry was still at large.
Ubi, who was said to be on her way to a market at the Atimbo axis of Calabar, was aiding the five-year-old boy who found it difficult crossing the road when a Toyota Camry salon came out from an adjourning street to knock her down.
An eyewitness, Beatrice Inyang, told PUNCH Metro on Monday that Ubi’s brain was immediately smashed open by an oncoming trailer some micro seconds after the car had flung her body to the middle of the road.
She said, “I was trying to open the door of my car when I saw a taxi, (Toyota Camry) lifting the woman from where she was standing into a truck that was passing and the truck smashed the head and brain was all over the place.
“Immediately she fell, the trailer which was so close crushed her to death and the taxi driver who wanted to stop drove off on top speed. The boy she was holding however, escaped with injuries and has been taken to the General hospital.”
It was gathered that the trailer driver immediately escaped from the scene after the accident to escape being lynched by angry youths.
A relation of the deceased, who did not want to be named, confirmed that the lady was actually going to the evening market when she met her untimely death.
She said, “I was the one that asked her to go and buy some food condiments for us to cook. She overstayed and I was hearing people talking in low tones. I just decided to walk to the market which is close to where I live.
“It was along the road, I started hearing whispers from passers-by about what happened along the main road. Behold it was my younger one, killed by two vehicles. I only met the cap and pieces of clothes that she was putting on.”
Asked if she knew the boy who survived the accident, she said, no, adding “they only told me how she was to help a young boy to cross the road when she was knocked down, but the child survived.”
PUNCH Metro later gathered that the driver, whose identity was still unknown, was being detained at the Airport Police Station while journalist was barred from snapping the trailer which had also been confiscated.
When contacted, the state Police Public Relations Officer, Mr. Hogan Bassey, confirmed the incident, saying investigation was ongoing. He also said the driver of the Toyota Camry was still at large.
No fewer than 15 people lost their lives in a flood while property worth several millions of naira were destroyed in Ibadan, the Oyo State capital.
Ten lives were said to have been lost at Apete area of the city due to the sudden collapse of make-shift bridge which people in the area have been using since.
And following the deaths recorded at Apete bridge, angry youths yesterday attacked and vandalized the work station of the contractor handling construction of the Ijokodo-Apete road and the bridge linking the two communities, destroying equipment and property at the station.
It was gathered that a white garment church (C&S) and some buildings built few metres away from the river bank were submerged, resulting in the loss of property while five people including three children of a woman said to be under spiritual refuge in that church were taken away by the flood.
On Apete’s incident, the victims were said to be part of the huge crowd that fell over the make-shift bridge after the rain.
An eye witness who gave his name as Ariyo said he was part of the team that rescued some people who had also fallen over the bridge.
According to him, the make- shift bridge had become a no-go area for many residents in the Apete community because the river overflows its bank as a result of rain.
He said when the rain which started around 4pm stopped, some of the residents decided to make use of the makeshift bridge and in the process fell into the river and were washed away.
“It was around 6:30pm that it happened. We just heard the cries of people who fell into the river and I decided to join the rescue team and we eventually succeeded in rescuing about six people while no fewer than 10 others were washed away,” he said.
Meanwhile, the Oyo State Police Command has confirmed that some people were swept away by flood at Apete in Ido Local Government Area of the state but could not confirm the number of victims.
The Police Public Relations Officer (PPRO), Olabisi Ilobanafor, however, said the command had not seen any corpse on the Apete River to confirm the actual number of people involved.
Fresh attack in Wase Local Government Area of Plateau State has reportedly claimed the lives of at least three people.
LEADERSHIP investigation revealed that among the dead was a primary school headmaster while several others sustained gunshot wound.
Correspondent further gathered that the gunshot wounds were allegedly inflicted by youths from Kadarko town.
Also, over 300 houses were allegedly said to have been razed down by the heavily armed Kadarko militants.
It was learnt that the crisis was leadership tussle between Jat community and Kumbwan community in Wase Local Government Area of Plateau State.
Ramson Nimmyel, the slain teacher hailed from Jat community in Gwantim.
And was reportedly killed at about 7:30pm.
This left many women and children in critical condition while some were rushed to Langtang General Hospital.
It was also gathered that a 13-year-old traditional leadership tussle among 12 clans resulted in the displacement of some people of Tarok stock, who were displaced from Wase and Kanam Local Government Areas in a 2001 crisis, to agree to settle in a new settlement, Gwantim., meaning; Let all unite.”
The people of Jat decided to install Mamdan Mallam, the Ponzhi Jat, as the new head of the community
LEADERSHIP investigation revealed that among the dead was a primary school headmaster while several others sustained gunshot wound.
Correspondent further gathered that the gunshot wounds were allegedly inflicted by youths from Kadarko town.
Also, over 300 houses were allegedly said to have been razed down by the heavily armed Kadarko militants.
It was learnt that the crisis was leadership tussle between Jat community and Kumbwan community in Wase Local Government Area of Plateau State.
Ramson Nimmyel, the slain teacher hailed from Jat community in Gwantim.
And was reportedly killed at about 7:30pm.
This left many women and children in critical condition while some were rushed to Langtang General Hospital.
It was also gathered that a 13-year-old traditional leadership tussle among 12 clans resulted in the displacement of some people of Tarok stock, who were displaced from Wase and Kanam Local Government Areas in a 2001 crisis, to agree to settle in a new settlement, Gwantim., meaning; Let all unite.”
The people of Jat decided to install Mamdan Mallam, the Ponzhi Jat, as the new head of the community
Read TMZ’s report;
Jeremy Meeks might be taking this “I’m a model” thing a little too seriously…he now wants the judge to greenlight custom-fitted clothing for court … seriously. In new docs, filed by attorney Tai Bogan, Meeks requests, “that measures be taken so he may wear civilian clothing that is fitting for his body structure.”
Apparently, dude thinks he’s built like Tyson Beckford. Clearly, Meeks thinks powerful fashion people may be watching and god forbid he looks like a schlub. He also wants the judge to let him take off the shackles in court — “shackles can interfere with Mr. Meek’s ability to communicate with his lawyer.”
Meanwhile, there are reports some notable agents are trying to sign him hoping his charges are dropped
His brother Hasset who posted the video which went viral, said his brother’s dying wish had been to marry Leizl and, ‘after 12 hours of preparations, his dream was fulfilled;
“Unable to take him outside the hospital, we brought the church to him. Just 10 hours after their celebrated their marriage with family and friends, Rowden lost his fight against cancer.”
Irregardless and unthaw
These are not words. "Regardless" and "thaw" are sufficient and don't need any senseless prefixes mucking them up.Bring and take
When using these words as commands think in terms of direction. People bring things toward you and take things away from you. Correct examples: "Please bring your report to my office;" and "Please take this report to the receptionist."Alot and a lot
Fortunately spellcheck catches this one most of the time, but know this: If you're trying to say you have an abundance of something there should be a space in "a lot."I, me, and myself
The question of how to refer to yourself along with other people is commonly misunderstood. Most people know to say the other person's name first when it happens at the beginning of the sentence; "Mark and I went to the meeting." But when this same phrase happens at the end of a sentence people get confused, often thinking the same usage of "I" is appropriate, which it isn't.Instead, it should be "The CEO met with Mark and me." The easy way to remember this one is to imagine removing the other person's name. It would sound weird to say "The CEO met with I," right?
As for "myself," only use it if "me" or "I" would sound awkward in its place, such as "I kept the secret to myself." Saying "Mark and myself will attend the meeting" only makes a speaker look silly when a simple "I" would have sufficed.
Impact, affect, and effect
Using "impact" as a verb has become so ubiquitous I've pretty much given up on this one, but if you want to say things like "The cutbacks greatly impacted the bottom line" know that the grammar geeks of the world may cringe. Why? Because "affected" is what you really mean and once upon a time "impact" was used strictly as a noun. Maybe you've never mastered the difference between "affect" and "effect" and use "impact" just to be safe. If that's you, it's time to understand these words now. "Affect" is a verb that means to do something that causes an "effect," which is noun. Just think of the "a" in "affect" also is used in "action," which is what verbs do.Loose and lose
The first one means your dog escaped his kennel, your change is clinking in your pocket, or your clothes are too big. "Lose" is what happened to you when you can't find your keys, you have to settle a bet, or were beat in a game.Overuse of apostrophes
Apostrophes indicate one of two things: Possession or letters missing, as in "Sara's iPad" and "it's" for "it is" (second "i" missing). They don't belong on plurals. When you have more than one of something there's no need to add an apostrophe. Same thing with your last name. If you want to refer to your family but don't want to list everyone's first name write "The Johnsons" not "The Johnson's." Years also shouldn't have apostrophes. For example, "1980s" is correct but "1980's" is not.Principle and principal
These words are easily confused. One definition for "principle" is "a moral rule or belief that helps you know what is right and wrong and that influences your actions," according to Merriam-Webster.com. As for "principal" think of the person who presides over a school--someone who's first in rank. Here's a trick for keeping the two straight: The "a" in principal is first in the alphabet, just like a principal is someone who's first in rank.Lay and lie
Generally, if you can replace the word in question with some variant of "put" or "place," use "lay." If not, use "lie." So, it should be "I need to lie down" and "He laid his keys on the table." "Lying down" gets confusing when you're talking about doing it in the past, however. For example, it should be "Mark lay on the bed after coming home from work yesterday." Take heart, even Grammar Girl has a hard time with this one. Check out heradvice for navigating this minefield.Borrow and lend
Some people incorrectly use the word borrow instead of lend. It would be wrong to say "He borrowed me his car for the afternoon" or "Can you borrow me a dollar?" The correct way: "He lent me his car" or even "He loaned me his car," although be warned that some grammar snobs take issue with using loan as a verb.Someone doesn't borrow something to someone, but from someone, as in "I borrowed her calculator." Likewise, lending is something only a giver does. Just remember, the person doing the giving lends and the person receiving something borrows it.
Russia's foreign minister on Saturday accused the United States of encouraging Ukraine to challenge Moscow and heavily weighing in on the European Union.
Speaking in televised remarks Saturday, Sergey Lavrov said that “our American colleagues still prefer to push the Ukrainian leadership toward a confrontational path.”
He added that chances for settling the Ukrainian crisis would have been higher if it only depended on Russia and Europe.
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sSe came out in full gear to support the opening of the boutique in Banana Island, Lekki, Lagos, yesterday, Saturday June 28, 2014. She paraded like a swan in a pink, black lace embedded Iconic Invanity dress, whilst relating with guests and helping out the store owner her good friend Nancy. Other celebs present at the event included, Michelle Dede, Fade Ogunro, Eku Edewor, amongst others. More photos as you continue;
The FRSC Zonal Commanding Officer in Benin, Mr Charles Nse Akpabio, said this in a statement made available to newsmen on Sunday in Benin.
Akpabio said four others, who sustained serious burns, had been taken to the Central Hospital, Benin for medical attention.
He said the accident occurred on Friday, when an articulated Mark Truck, belonging to Dangote Group of Companies, rammed into a tanker fully loaded with fuel, causing the tanker to burst into flames.
According to him, the fire also affected two other trailers.
Akpabio described the accident as fatal and attributed it to “wrongful overtaking’’.
He stated that his men quickly called in officials of the Fire Service who put out the fire to prevent further damage.
“As a result of the chaotic situation at the scene, FRSC personnel from Toll Gate and Uwan Esigie Command were detailed to control traffic at the scene.
“While others were at the entrance of the bypass diverting traffic to the town to avoid congestion near the scene,”he said.
Akpabio said the charred bodies of the deceased had been deposited at Benin Central Hospital morgue
The rest of his body was so streaked, and spotted, and marbled with the same shrouded hue, that, in the end, he had gained his distinctive appellation of the White Whale; a name, indeed, literally justified by his vivid aspect, when seen gliding at high noon through a dark blue sea, leaving a milky-way wake of creamy foam, all spangled with golden gleamings.
Nor was it his unwonted magnitude, nor his remarkable hue, nor yet his deformed lower jaw, that so much invested the whale with natural terror, as that unexampled, intelligent malignity which, according to specific accounts, he had over and over again evinced in his assaults. More than all, his treacherous retreats struck more of dismay than perhaps aught else. For, when swimming before his exulting pursuers, with every apparent symptom of alarm, he had several times been known to turn round suddenly, and, bearing down upon them, either stave their boats to splinters, or drive them back in consternation to their ship.
Already several fatalities had attended his chase. But though similar disasters, however little bruited ashore, were by no means unusual in the fishery; yet, in most instances, such seemed the White Whale's infernal aforethought of ferocity, that every dismembering or death that he caused, was not wholly regarded as having been inflicted by an unintelligent agent.
Judge, then, to what pitches of inflamed, distracted fury the minds of his more desperate hunters were impelled, when amid the chips of chewed boats, and the sinking limbs of torn comrades, they swam out of the white curds of the whale's direful wrath into the serene, exasperating sunlight, that smiled on, as if at a birth or a bridal.
His three boats stove around him, and oars and men both whirling in the eddies; one captain, seizing the line-knife from his broken prow, had dashed at the whale, as an Arkansas duellist at his foe, blindly seeking with a six inch blade to reach the fathom-deep life of the whale. That captain was Ahab. And then it was, that suddenly sweeping his sickle-shaped lower jaw beneath him, Moby Dick had reaped away Ahab's leg, as a mower a blade of grass in the field. No turbaned Turk, no hired Venetian or Malay, could have smote him with more seeming malice. Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations. The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and half a lung. That intangible malignity which has been from the beginning; to whose dominion even the modern Christians ascribe one-half of the worlds; which the ancient Ophites of the east reverenced in their statue devil;—Ahab did not fall down and worship it like them; but deliriously transferring its idea to the abhorred white whale, he pitted himself, all mutilated, against it. All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it.
It is not probable that this monomania in him took its instant rise at the precise time of his bodily dismemberment. Then, in darting at the monster, knife in hand, he had but given loose to a sudden, passionate, corporal animosity; and when he received the stroke that tore him, he probably but felt the agonizing bodily laceration, but nothing more. Yet, when by this collision forced to turn towards home, and for long months of days and weeks, Ahab and anguish lay stretched together in one hammock, rounding in mid winter that dreary, howling Patagonian Cape; then it was, that his torn body and gashed soul bled into one another; and so interfusing, made him mad. That it was only then, on the homeward voyage, after the encounter, that the final monomania seized him, seems all but certain from the fact that, at intervals during the passage, he was a raving lunatic; and, though unlimbed of a leg, yet such vital strength yet lurked in his Egyptian chest, and was moreover intensified by his delirium, that his mates were forced to lace him fast, even there, as he sailed, raving in his hammock. In a strait-jacket, he swung to the mad rockings of the gales. And, when running into more sufferable latitudes, the ship, with mild stun'sails spread, floated across the tranquil tropics, and, to all appearances, the old man's delirium seemed left behind him with the Cape Horn swells, and he came forth from his dark den into the blessed light and air; even then, when he bore that firm, collected front, however pale, and issued his calm orders once again; and his mates thanked God the direful madness was now gone; even then, Ahab, in his hidden self, raved on. Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form. Ahab's full lunacy subsided not, but deepeningly contracted; like the unabated Hudson, when that noble Northman flows narrowly, but unfathomably through the Highland gorge. But, as in his narrow-flowing monomania, not one jot of Ahab's broad madness had been left behind; so in that broad madness, not one jot of his great natural intellect had perished. That before living agent, now became the living instrument. If such a furious trope may stand, his special lunacy stormed his general sanity, and carried it, and turned all its concentred cannon upon its own mad mark; so that far from having lost his strength, Ahab, to that one end, did now possess a thousand fold more potency than ever he had sanely brought to bear upon any one reasonable object.
Nor was it his unwonted magnitude, nor his remarkable hue, nor yet his deformed lower jaw, that so much invested the whale with natural terror, as that unexampled, intelligent malignity which, according to specific accounts, he had over and over again evinced in his assaults. More than all, his treacherous retreats struck more of dismay than perhaps aught else. For, when swimming before his exulting pursuers, with every apparent symptom of alarm, he had several times been known to turn round suddenly, and, bearing down upon them, either stave their boats to splinters, or drive them back in consternation to their ship.
Judge, then, to what pitches of inflamed, distracted fury the minds of his more desperate hunters were impelled, when amid the chips of chewed boats, and the sinking limbs of torn comrades, they swam out of the white curds of the whale's direful wrath into the serene, exasperating sunlight, that smiled on, as if at a birth or a bridal.
His three boats stove around him, and oars and men both whirling in the eddies; one captain, seizing the line-knife from his broken prow, had dashed at the whale, as an Arkansas duellist at his foe, blindly seeking with a six inch blade to reach the fathom-deep life of the whale. That captain was Ahab. And then it was, that suddenly sweeping his sickle-shaped lower jaw beneath him, Moby Dick had reaped away Ahab's leg, as a mower a blade of grass in the field. No turbaned Turk, no hired Venetian or Malay, could have smote him with more seeming malice. Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations. The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and half a lung. That intangible malignity which has been from the beginning; to whose dominion even the modern Christians ascribe one-half of the worlds; which the ancient Ophites of the east reverenced in their statue devil;—Ahab did not fall down and worship it like them; but deliriously transferring its idea to the abhorred white whale, he pitted himself, all mutilated, against it. All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it.
It is not probable that this monomania in him took its instant rise at the precise time of his bodily dismemberment. Then, in darting at the monster, knife in hand, he had but given loose to a sudden, passionate, corporal animosity; and when he received the stroke that tore him, he probably but felt the agonizing bodily laceration, but nothing more. Yet, when by this collision forced to turn towards home, and for long months of days and weeks, Ahab and anguish lay stretched together in one hammock, rounding in mid winter that dreary, howling Patagonian Cape; then it was, that his torn body and gashed soul bled into one another; and so interfusing, made him mad. That it was only then, on the homeward voyage, after the encounter, that the final monomania seized him, seems all but certain from the fact that, at intervals during the passage, he was a raving lunatic; and, though unlimbed of a leg, yet such vital strength yet lurked in his Egyptian chest, and was moreover intensified by his delirium, that his mates were forced to lace him fast, even there, as he sailed, raving in his hammock. In a strait-jacket, he swung to the mad rockings of the gales. And, when running into more sufferable latitudes, the ship, with mild stun'sails spread, floated across the tranquil tropics, and, to all appearances, the old man's delirium seemed left behind him with the Cape Horn swells, and he came forth from his dark den into the blessed light and air; even then, when he bore that firm, collected front, however pale, and issued his calm orders once again; and his mates thanked God the direful madness was now gone; even then, Ahab, in his hidden self, raved on. Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form. Ahab's full lunacy subsided not, but deepeningly contracted; like the unabated Hudson, when that noble Northman flows narrowly, but unfathomably through the Highland gorge. But, as in his narrow-flowing monomania, not one jot of Ahab's broad madness had been left behind; so in that broad madness, not one jot of his great natural intellect had perished. That before living agent, now became the living instrument. If such a furious trope may stand, his special lunacy stormed his general sanity, and carried it, and turned all its concentred cannon upon its own mad mark; so that far from having lost his strength, Ahab, to that one end, did now possess a thousand fold more potency than ever he had sanely brought to bear upon any one reasonable object.
He dropped and fell away from himself for a moment; then lifting his face to them again, showed a deep joy in his eyes, as he cried out with a heavenly enthusiasm,—"But oh! shipmates! on the starboard hand of every woe, there is a sure delight; and higher the top of that delight, than the bottom of the woe is deep. Is not the main-truck higher than the kelson is low? Delight is to him—a far, far upward, and inward delight—who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self. Delight is to him whose strong arms yet support him, when the ship of this base treacherous world has gone down beneath him. Delight is to him, who gives no quarter in the truth, and kills, burns, and destroys all sin though he pluck it out from under the robes of Senators and Judges. Delight,—top-gallant delight is to him, who acknowledges no law or lord, but the Lord his God, and is only a patriot to heaven. Delight is to him, whom all the waves of the billows of the seas of the boisterous mob can never shake from this sure Keel of the Ages. And eternal delight and deliciousness will be his, who coming to lay him down, can say with his final breath—O Father!—chiefly known to me by Thy rod—mortal or immortal, here I die. I have striven to be Thine, more than to be this world's, or mine own. Yet this is nothing: I leave eternity to Thee; for what is man that he should live out the lifetime of his God?"
He said no more, but slowly waving a benediction, covered his face with his hands, and so remained kneeling, till all the people had departed, and he was left alone in the place.
Returning to the Spouter-Inn from the Chapel, I found Queequeg there quite alone; he having left the Chapel before the benediction some time. He was sitting on a bench before the fire, with his feet on the stove hearth, and in one hand was holding close up to his face that little negro idol of his; peering hard into its face, and with a jack-knife gently whittling away at its nose, meanwhile humming to himself in his heathenish way.
But being now interrupted, he put up the image; and pretty soon, going to the table, took up a large book there, and placing it on his lap began counting the pages with deliberate regularity; at every fiftieth page—as I fancied—stopping a moment, looking vacantly around him, and giving utterance to a long-drawn gurgling whistle of astonishment. He would then begin again at the next fifty; seeming to commence at number one each time, as though he could not count more than fifty, and it was only by such a large number of fifties being found together, that his astonishment at the multitude of pages was excited.
One of the new kids on the block, Babatunde Michael has been ruled out of the remaining matches of the World Cup due to injury.
Stephen Keshi confirmed in a post match that the player was going for surgery and may not be lucky to feature in Nigeria’s remaining matches of the Brazil World Cup.
Twenty one persons have been killed in the bomb blast at the Banex Plaza, Abuja while 17 people have been confirmed injured.
Also, about 17 cars are said to have been burnt in the explosion, which occurred at about 4pm on Wednesday.
The plaza is a multiple blocks of shops and malls selling different goods and electronics patronised by residents and is located at the heart of the capital city.
Casualty figures could not be immediately ascertained but many were feared injured.
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