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Biography : Anthony Dion Richards

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  BIOGRAPHY Anthony Dion Richards   General overview Anthony Dion Richards is an all round accomplished seasoned gentleman; A chemical Engineer, A lecturer, A philanthropist, A husband and a Father.   Early Life (Childhood) Born in July 27 th , 1970 to the Dion Family, He is the only child of his parents who are natives of Bahamas, New Providence Area. As an only child , Anthony was raised with so much love, attention to details and not sparing good moral compass combined with a drive to motivate success. Life was smooth and consistent until he lost his precious father during High school. This was his first major loss but still life forged gracefully as he has a legacy to keep on. Educational Background Anthony Dion Richards obtained his first degree from University of Liverpool, London where he studied his dream course ; Chemical Engineering (B.Sc.). He proceeded to obtain his Master’s degree in same institutions to further stretch

Biography : Anthony Dion Richards

  BIOGRAPHY Anthony Dion Richards General overview Anthony Dion Richards is an all round accomplished seasoned gentleman; A chemical Engineer, A lecturer, A philanthropist, A husband and a Father.   Early Life (Childhood) Born in July 27 th , 1970 to the Dion Family, He is the only child of his parents who are natives of Bahamas, New Providence Area. As an only child , Anthony was raised with so much love, attention to details and not sparing good moral compass combined with a drive to motivate success. Life was smooth and consistent until he lost his precious father during High school. This was his first major loss but still life forged gracefully as he has a legacy to keep on. Educational Background Anthony Dion Richards obtained his first degree from University of Liverpool, London where he studied his dream course ; Chemical Engineering (B.Sc.). He proceeded to obtain his Master’s degree in same institutions to further stretch in his chosen field. He no
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Aderonke's Dilemma (Episode 14C)

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    MY BUS CONDUCTOR LOVER  (partC) CONCLUDING PART.... I held Gbenga's hand and pleading with my eyes, asking him to tell me more about him. I guess it is fun to unravel mysteries. He sat down dejectedly and I quickly offered to make him breakfast which he agreed to. I walked to the kitchen thinking why he had been pretending to be an illiterate all the while and got interested in what his motive in life might be. But why would I be interested in this conductor's story? "Its only normal to feel remorseful towards him after hearing him voice out painfully and hurt".  I vindicated my thoughts with that. I made a breakfast of toasted bread, scrambled eggs and tea, served the both of us and sat to hear the pathetic story of this conductor. I think everyone deserves a listening ear and an attentive heart...... "I am a graduate of University of Ibadan, studied Petroleum Engineering and finished about 3years ago. You know quite alright the order of things

Aderonke's Dilemma (Episode 14B)

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MY BUS CONDUCTOR LOVER (PART B) Continuation.... "Why would a conductor want a favor from me?? What is this guy even feeling like?" I asked myself. I put on a poker face and ask him to make his request known. What he asked shook me to my feet! "Aunty, if you fit allow make I con dey greet you once in a while, I no mind" he fired. "How dare he? Are we in the same class for him to ask to see me anytime he wished? Oh God!" I was thinking of pouring the juice served him on his head and gorge out his ugly eyes that's he's staring me with but another voice whispered "Calm down Aderonke, after all, he deserves something in return after what he's done today". With this, I finally looked up at him and replied " of course you can drop by once in a while to say hi". We said our goodbyes.... On a fine wednesday afternoon, I was trying to make myself lunch when the conductor was ushered in by my youngest brother. He sat uncom

Aderonke's Dilemma (episode 14)

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           My Bus Conductor Lover๐Ÿš‰ Oshodi would lose its name and notoriety if it became less rough like it usually is every normal day. Its no different when I struggled to board a bus going to iyana ipaja from under bridge this Saturday. Breathing hard like someone who had just ran the Olympics, I sat victoriously on the tight seat I managed to outbeat two people on. I smiled and acknowledged myself for being a "sharp Lagos girl". Its no easy feat to achieve. I smiled again.  As I was smiling, I wasn't alone. The conductor was looking at me and smiling like he was mimicking me. My smile froze and I put on an irritated look murmuring to myself, " illiterates would always remain silly". He edged closer and whispered "aunty ya fine o". I wish I could throw him a punch there and then but people were looking. I forced a " thank you" and rolled my eyes to warn him off unnecessary familiarity. I had alighted and even boarded a bik

Aderonke's Dilemma (episode 13)

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๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘ป UNDEAD  : ( THE GHOST  MODE ) ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ Today September 11, makes it 3years since I lost him. It still seem fresh in my memory like it only happened yesterday. I can swear on my life that I really loved him( I still do, no doubt) but the most amusing thing is I never missed him because he lurks around like he was still alive! I really do mean this! I never believed in the existence of ghosts but why won't I when I'm just a victim myself?? The circumstances surrounding his demise is a pitiable one. He was a victim of a stray bullet. He was walking home lovingly on that particular evening from where he went to pick his laundry when he met his death. Life wouldn't have stolen my beau from me!!!!! He was as innocent as a baby! My baby couldn't hurt a fly. Bubbling with enthusiasm always and a motivator of the weak hearted! I only wished I had the power to raise a soul. I would exert it on him. His name was John. I wouldn't name my child John bcoz even the