One day, I'll write about this place
Unilag Cresol; a derivative of a congenial isomer.
One day, I'll write about this place - Kunle Adegunoye.
Even after leaving you , I dare not compare you to any other. From the front gate through the Senate building to the back gate, your serenity describes a genuine tranquility.
I was a bit baffled when Akokites regard you as the school of first choice and nation's pride. I thought it was normal for them to bask in the ephemeral euphoria of having their education in Nigeria's first University established by the Act of Parliament. Time and again, you have made bold the claim of superiority to others. In my four years here from 2011 to 2015, you twice led the table of Nigerian universities according to NUC.
Not only were you "first choice", you taught others how to be first in everything. Our first pride in you was the unilag radio, 103.1 established in 2004. When others saw and started making efforts to achieve the set feat, you moved a step ahead to having a television station of yours.
In the wake of June 12, 2012 when former President, Goodluck Jonathan made effort to re-christen you after fifty years of your existence, you rose tall, gather your offspring, told them, "today we fight". You not only fought a good fight, you made the whole world sit up to applaud your brand. Thanks for that fight. I don't know if I will be able to stand being called a MAULITE.
You provided me with 24 hours electricity, portable water and durable shelter. You made me the envy of friends from Makerere, Oklahoma, Oxford, Nsukka, Zaria and Ife.
You taught the whole world the best way to preside over the demise and funeral of any piece of technology. In 2011 when I first came here, your mode of instruction was strictly by using white chalks and black boards . You metamorphosed to using coloured markers on white boards. You presided over its death and enveloped to communicating with your offsprings by using projectors and electronic whiteboards. Today, you have moved on to using online modules. During this four years span, you have conducted the funeral rites of all scientific innovation and every piece of technology and shown all Nigerian universities that Unilag is the forward they all should be looking to.
From 1962, your offsprings have all reveled in the legacy and legendary status you've acquired. But today, we dance and smile in the many privileges your establishment has brought us. From having four (4) sitting governor's (Lagos, Akwa-Ibom, Anambra and Gombe) and the present Vice president of the nation all at one time been under your tutelage to having Ezekwesili, Gbenga Daniel, Richard Mofe Damijo, Genevieve Nnaji, Funke Akindele, Tunde bakare and Enoch Adeboye all once tutored under your guidance, you have made me more privileged.
I feel happy to have made this historic journey through this community of aquatic splendor. I will remember your crabs the same way I remember your lagoon front. Your swamp site behind new hall, power station and faculty of Art might be gone in twenty years, but the experience it brought with its plethora of monkeys will forever live with me.
Goodbye Nigeria's pride, may your legend lives forever. One day I'll write about you again.
cresolgist.blogspot.com.ng
One day, I'll write about this place - Kunle Adegunoye.
Even after leaving you , I dare not compare you to any other. From the front gate through the Senate building to the back gate, your serenity describes a genuine tranquility.
I was a bit baffled when Akokites regard you as the school of first choice and nation's pride. I thought it was normal for them to bask in the ephemeral euphoria of having their education in Nigeria's first University established by the Act of Parliament. Time and again, you have made bold the claim of superiority to others. In my four years here from 2011 to 2015, you twice led the table of Nigerian universities according to NUC.
Not only were you "first choice", you taught others how to be first in everything. Our first pride in you was the unilag radio, 103.1 established in 2004. When others saw and started making efforts to achieve the set feat, you moved a step ahead to having a television station of yours.
In the wake of June 12, 2012 when former President, Goodluck Jonathan made effort to re-christen you after fifty years of your existence, you rose tall, gather your offspring, told them, "today we fight". You not only fought a good fight, you made the whole world sit up to applaud your brand. Thanks for that fight. I don't know if I will be able to stand being called a MAULITE.
You provided me with 24 hours electricity, portable water and durable shelter. You made me the envy of friends from Makerere, Oklahoma, Oxford, Nsukka, Zaria and Ife.
You taught the whole world the best way to preside over the demise and funeral of any piece of technology. In 2011 when I first came here, your mode of instruction was strictly by using white chalks and black boards . You metamorphosed to using coloured markers on white boards. You presided over its death and enveloped to communicating with your offsprings by using projectors and electronic whiteboards. Today, you have moved on to using online modules. During this four years span, you have conducted the funeral rites of all scientific innovation and every piece of technology and shown all Nigerian universities that Unilag is the forward they all should be looking to.
From 1962, your offsprings have all reveled in the legacy and legendary status you've acquired. But today, we dance and smile in the many privileges your establishment has brought us. From having four (4) sitting governor's (Lagos, Akwa-Ibom, Anambra and Gombe) and the present Vice president of the nation all at one time been under your tutelage to having Ezekwesili, Gbenga Daniel, Richard Mofe Damijo, Genevieve Nnaji, Funke Akindele, Tunde bakare and Enoch Adeboye all once tutored under your guidance, you have made me more privileged.
I feel happy to have made this historic journey through this community of aquatic splendor. I will remember your crabs the same way I remember your lagoon front. Your swamp site behind new hall, power station and faculty of Art might be gone in twenty years, but the experience it brought with its plethora of monkeys will forever live with me.
Goodbye Nigeria's pride, may your legend lives forever. One day I'll write about you again.
cresolgist.blogspot.com.ng
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