There was this young man of about thirty seven years of age who has been praying to become a Nigeria President. One night, he had a dream that he won an election.
He became very happy that his dream has come to pass at last. Sitting on the seat of the president, he felt very proud and confident, looking here and there. With dozens of different phones before him.
Just then, one of the phones rang. He picked it up with a pride to answer the caller. What he heard was that ASUU has gone on a strike. Before he could say something, another phone rang, herdsmen had invaded some farmlands and the farmers are fighting them. Another phone rang, Niger Delta militants are threatening to blow up oil wells. Just then, another phone rang, terrorists just attacked a military base. As he was about to talk, another phone rang, hundreds of girls have just been abducted by gunmen. Just then, another phone rang, Biafra agitators have taken over some States in the south East. As he was about to say something, another phone rang, there was an acute petroleum products scarcity. He picked the phone, yet another phone rang, the naira has just fallen against the dollar. He tried to say something, but another phone rang, he was told that his victory is been challenged in court and lawyers are outside to serve him the court summons. And he shouted, " Oh, God! I am just thirty seven years of age and some of these problems are as old as a thousands of years ago. Please, l can't ". And he fainted and found himself on his bed. He swore, never to think of becoming a President of Nigeria in his life.
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