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Sight and Imitation ―psychological power of human simulation



Reminiscing about the good old childhood days, 24-year old Priscilla recalls series of scenario she played out.

As a young girl, she would make Sunday afternoons her lesson time, she is the teacher with a good number of pupils in her mind.

To get a touch of reality, she would assemble her three siblings as a point of contact, conduct her school assembly with them and teach them.

She was the proprietress, the disciplinary teacher for latecomers and the assembly conductor.

After the assembly, her pupils would match into the classroom which was the same arena of her bedroom and get seated on the bed.

Priscilla would now walk out of the room and walk in dressed in her mother’s high heel shoes, some little clothes inserted between her chest and blouse- a symbol of a matured breast, and a handbag. She expects a greeting with a standing ovation from her seated pupils.

“Good morning, ma,” they wouldn’t consider the afternoon timing.

“Good morning,” serious Priscilla would say scrambling for something uncertain in her handbag-a perfect behaviour of her class teacher.

She deeply loved the sound coming from the pair of shoes on her leg; so she would do everything possible to walk as many rounds as possible before having her seat.

She would bring out a small exercise book- her daily register- and begin to call names.


“Present, ma,” her brother would answer.

“Kate.” “Kate.” “Where is Kate?” she would question the silence.

“Aunty, she is not in school.”

“Ejiro,” she would call on.

“Absent,” her pupil-siblings would chorus.

Of course, they had been told their assigned names and how she wanted it to play out.


“Present, ma”

She would look up and mark her remaining pupil present.

She begins writing on the board with her white chalk after drawing horizontal lines with her little yellow wooden ruler- a petite version of the big wooden ruler her teacher uses in class.

In-between writing, she would imagine Ejiro coming late to her class. Immediately she feels his presence in her mind, she would tilt her head behind her with her chalky hand paused on the board.

“Ejiro, why are you late to my class?” another class scene begins.

Imaginary Ejiro would become hesitant, speechless, and frightened.

“Kneel down there,” her tautology was also imitated.

“Aunty, please” Ejiro would plead.

“I said kneel down there!”

He kneels and she resumes writing after her mom who overhears her from another room interjects

“ònye kwa ka ọ na baru?” Who is she shouting at?

The house help would giggle from wherever she was in the house on hearing that.

Priscilla didn’t mind. She was a focused copycat teacher only that her kiddy height and dressing obstructed the image she assumed in the sight of the adults in the house.

When she finished writing, she would walk up to Ejiro- her unfinished project- emphasizing her well-enjoyed “koi koi” sound from her oversized heel shoes.

Ejiro was a perpetual latecomer.

“Give me your hand” she would frown, holding up a cain.

Ejiro’s hesitant gesture would follow.

“I said- I said- give- me- your- hand,” each section landed with a slight whip, inflicting mild pain on Ejiro.

“Aunty, please, it’s my mummy that said I should wait for my lunch box. I promise, I will not come late to your class again,” tearful Ejiro begins to sweat.

After a brief consideration, teacher Priscilla would show mercy.

“Go to your seat.”

“Thank you, Aunty.”

“Tell your mummy,” the halfway pupil would turn to listen “that your food should not make you late to school. She can always bring it later. In fact, give me your mum’s number.”

Relieved Ejiro recites it to her and sits finally.

The ceiling fan in Priscilla’s room begins to roll as the surrounding neighbors scream with excitement “Up Nepa!”

Priscilla’s acting pupils would join in the celebration and rush to the parlour for their favourite cartoon show

What is more? Priscilla would lead the run, closing her entire school, abruptly.

She forsakes her imaginary pupils, especially Ejiro; forgets she is a teacher and becomes a kid again.

Priscilla’s actions are common behaviour we see children play out amongst others like holding up a torch to their mouth as a microphone, imitating a phone conversation from their parents, traveling from one room to the other, imitating some mechanical handiwork.

Aside Priscilla’s behaviour being funny, the psychological power of human simulation is not a fallacy. It emphasizes how real humans’ ability to imitate is.

No matter how young or old you think you may be, you are not immune to imitating and acting on what you see and hear constantly.

As you go about your endeavors this year, do not forget to guard the gates of your eyes and ears by being deliberate about the environment you expose yourself to.

Cheers to a formidable year ahead.

♦ Favour Chiagozie Ebubechukwu is an Editorial  Staff Writer and columnist with the WAP


In memory of my brother, Lieutenant General Ibrahim Attahiru —Archbishop Emeka Agwu



In Loving Memorial Of Late COAS, Lieutenant General Ibrahim Attahiru, Chief Of Army Staff, Nigerian Army

Life itself is futile in several respects, but made plausible by the rectitude exercised by veritable men, such as you were among us. Today, we recount your attributes with gleeful hearts; yet, with sincere pain in our hearts we thank God profusely because a conqueror is reckoned amongst us, one that overcame the oddities of this life and triumphed over its inordinate allurements to the realm above.

Lieutenant General Ibrahim Attahiru, a friend, but a brother, my wife and I went through enormous grief when we received the news of your sudden departure, especially after we learnt the circumstance that orchestrated your painful exit. The light of joy we had always experienced in our relationship with you was extinguished, just like a candle in the wind; and we went into pensive mood, recalling with nostalgia the times we spent together, and the unforgettable moments of communal fraternity.

We would not forget your resourcefulness and resilience, and your unalloyed pursuit for peace, mutual respectability, love, and enduring tenderness towards the people. We were witnesses to your profound humility, eschewing bitterness in circumstances that mean men would vent their anger, given their place and status such as you occupied variously in your lifetime. For this, we revere you.

You adorned your dispositions with utmost gentleness, such that people who knew you too well were encouraged that in our time, one still lived that was as harmless as a dove. You were indeed meek beyond measure, and such is one of the salient identities of astutely disciplined minds. Your quiet mien, reconciliatory approach to vexed issues, diligence, sensitivity to the wellbeing of others, disinterestedness in earthly acclaim, and continual quest for oneness and unity of purpose are some of the salient attributes you possessed, for which you were known, and for which you would always be remembered. You wore integrity as a garment, kindness radiated from your heart like the rising early morning sun. For these and many more, we thank God immensely for granting among us, such a rare gem as you were. You would be remembered always, especially within the military circle of the Nigerian army, but more so amongst people who knew you too well.

Lieutenant General Ibrahim Attahiru, you were called to duty as Chief of Army Staff. You nursed in your heart the necessity to reposition the Nigerian Army. You had the revered purpose of entrenching professionalism in the Nigerian army. You were poised to foster integrity as a culture within the ranks and file. Again, it was utmost in your agenda to scuttle insurgency and create again a peaceful Nigerian State where everyone would be safe. You yearned for a detribalised Nigerian nation where everyone is welcome everywhere, and accommodated warmly, irrespective of tribe, ethnicity, or any other untoward inclination.

In some of our conversations, you were worried about the future of the Nigerian child, and the economic imbalances that have grossly derailed the wholesomeness of the family unit. You looked up to a time when the womenfolk would be suitably empowered in diverse ways to function appropriately in their God-given role as home makers and builders in no little dimensions, and by extension, help in remodelling the Nigerian society. Furthermore, you craved for such a time when we would have a beautiful Nigeria to which Nigerians in diaspora would return, as their motherland and be glad that they have a country they could call home.

You were charitable in several respects; and those who came to you went away rejoicing often times. You did not know how to send them away empty-handed. It was not in your character. People who knew you with this attribute will always adore you still.

You detested nepotism, sectionalism of all sorts, and you decried religious intolerance. It was your unalloyed wish that Nigerians should love and care for one another in oneness of heart and spirit.

Beloved, we are pained in our hearts still; and probably, this wound would be hard to heal. However, what can one say or now, especially when all ill is done. The ill-fated plane crash of May 21, 2021 took all our calm away. Now we are distraught, and only God can heal the wound in our hearts.

We pray God to grant my beloved one! Continues Rest in perfect peace.

Archbishop (Dr) Emeka Agwu is the general overseer of Houston-based Voice of Evangelism International

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Winning A Delegate Election in Nigeria—A Critical Look



Those who have won delegate elections in Nigeria over the last 2 decades fall into the following categories:

  1. Those backed by an incumbent government at national or state levels.
  2. In the absence of a incumbent FG; those who are supported by a majority of “Super Stakeholders”. These include sitting state governors, fmr governors & leaders in states where no sitting governors exist.
  3. Aspirants who are able to dispense stupendous financial resources.

In the absence of an incumbent FG, a very rich aspirant can prevail against scenario “2 above.

*Delegate elections are devoid of conscience, rational thinking, patriotism or the principle of right or wrong.*

From my many years of experience, 70 to 80% of delegates vote along with the dictates of their leaders. It has nothing to do most often with their personal convictions.


It is so because at the end of the convention everyone returns to his state. If at the convention you refused to toe the line, most assuredly you are likely to pay for it and certainly you will not be a delegate in the next election …and so will many perks and privileges elude you in your state.

This is not restricted to ordinary delegates alone. Even if you were a former minister or senator or whatever, once you fail to align with party directives, be ready for sanctions from the powers that be within the party in your state.


This is a very interesting and intricate matter.

*Money in some cases may be the ultimate deciding factor. And in other situations where group or regional interest is crucial and compelling, it may be of little consequence.*

*But without money or with an offer considerably much lower than the leading contender financially, the poorer aspirant irrespective of pedigree, competence or suitability, may have no chance of winning at all.*

Mischievously, and quite treacherously, the new trend is that each state delegation collects monies from all the aspirants and thereafter do one of to things.

  1. They still vote for the aspirant they had decided on from home based on several considerations, or
  2. Divide their votes pro rata in accordance to how the aspirants have faired financially.

In the last PDP convention in Port Harcourt in 2019, most delegates went home with between $8000 & $10,000.

This year, the figures are bound to be higher. The big spenders are prepared to go as far as $10,000 per delegate.

As I write this piece, a delegate election to elect the state assembly member for my local government is underway. Information reaching me from the venue is that one of the two contestant is offering N200,000 per delegate while the other has offered N150,000.

We have 10 wards and 3 delegates per ward. That is, each aspirant will today dispense N6m for this delegate election!!!

Let no one fool you. This is what goes on nationwide and in all parties. Only the stakes differ. This practice is not sustainable and is inconsistent with a progressive democratic developmental growth.

♦ Doyin Okupe was senior special assistant on public affairs to Goodluck Jonathan


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Breaking: Nigerian Jubilate as President Buhari signs amended electoral act



Signature provide a place in the law for statutory delegates of political parties to vote during their congresses and conventions

Nigerians familiar with thee political trends surrounding an upcoming general elections are excited as the president, Muhammadu Buhari signed a much awaited  amendment to the electoral act. This mark of approval is coming just as the party conventions are less than two weeks away.

The amended electoral act which has been a bone of contention for a while now as the House of Representatives, Senate and other politicians has been urging the president to sign it in order to avert crisis was signed noon day today, the 21st of May.

The amendment was swiftly done to legally provide a place in the law for statutory delegates of political parties to vote during their congresses and conventions will indeed do a lot of good for the upcoming general elections.

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