I often hear people emphasize on the saying that ‘you are addressed, the way you dress’ and I just wonder how true this could be. Do you believe that?
Some things which were initially reserved for crazy people have become the order of the day just because a celebrity endorsed them.
The Mario Baloteli haircut, Kanye West’s torn sweater, sagging of trousers, wearing suit with sneakers and all of it used to be wrong until they were made right by celebrities who went beyond that saying to even make money from these seeming acts of madness.

As a kid, I asked myself “why do I nedd to choose this from that when I can have them all. I felt like I would grow up and become ‘every man’. A little of a doctor, engineer, teacher and every other profession I loved. The truth is that I wanted to be good at all of them and it actually affected my concentration on a particular thing. I am not a jack of all trades and master of none anyway.

I just imagined what my parents had to go through to reach each other because I am very sure that in their days, there was no mobile phone and so was there no social media.
They were patient to believe that a letter they took time to write will reach the other person in weeks and should he or she be outside the country, they would still be cool with the number of months it would take before their loved ones read the messages.
That was the teens of those days. They were smart and intelligent; rough and arrogant; clueless and carefree just like everything we see today. Everything was just the same but their patience. They believed in friendship and loved; they worked to keep their friends and these are virtues that have been long lost since the teens of today took over the terrain.
Mine was the ushering of the social media age and it was mixed with lots of excitement. We only needed just one best friend and the rest are people we might never meet till we depart from earth and I have come to understand that we often change these friends so often that our toothbrushes often outlive them.

I know it is really going to be an unusual thing writing about men who are supposed to be ruling the world. Yet a step that is worth taking based on the fact that even doctors still fall sick.
In this series ‘The man we are’, I will dealing with issues that concern men ranging from physical, spiritual, emotional, economical and all of them that you can ever think of.

I once knew a 12 years old girl called Jess who was usually very playful, outspoken and sweet except in the presence of male folks especially the house boy who was over 20 years as at that time. No one knew the reason for this type of behavior. Therefore, it was seen as a result of strict disciplinary measures on the part of her family which I disagreed with anyway. However, the truth came to light on the day Jess' aunt came to visit and slept in Jess' room.

By Chinaza Ikeagwuonu

From my mind's eye, I see a picture of our past heroes fighting for the freedom of this great Nation with the hope of achieving a safe home for the Nigerian, a place conducive for the molding of a true Nigerian child who would be an embodiment of near perfection both in virtue, conducts and every aspect of life.
It is a pity that these past heroes now lie covered in ancient earth helplessly looking at their shattered hopes and aspirations. They neither achieved the home, sweet home of a Nigerian nor the complete or wholistic Nigerian child, they had dreamt of.
The Nigerian that I have grown to know is indubitable, not the Nigeria that was hoped for.

You might have noticed your child wanting to go out whenever he wants or not wanting to share information with you. He might also want more privacy, might not want to communicate with you as much as he used to and spend a lot more time on his appearance, clothes and hair.
Do not be afraid because your child could only be a youth undergoing some phase, who could use some help.