FORTY FULANI FACTS MOST NIGERIANS DO NOT KNOW

 

⁃ By Zackarys Gundu,
Professor of Archeology, Ahmadu Bello University, taking Nigeria through Facts and authentic HISTORY.

Fulani feudalism is real and it is why we cannot reason same way. What Islam means to FULANI is ‘OCCUPATION AND USURPATION OF THE CONQUERED BY FULANI OLIGARCHY KINGDOM’.
But what Islam means to others is Religion.

Beware of the two-headed snake!

Thus,
1. the Fulani MUST lead the prayer over Hausa or any other tribe.

2. Fulani must be respected anywhere as the SHEHU even among the blind in Lagos or BORNU or KANO.

3. Till date, the Fulani may take the sons of Hausa, castrate them and use them as domestic guard over his harem of women. No Nigerian Press has ever inquired into this.

4. Till date, it is sacrilege for Hausa to raise his voice over or against Fulani man.

5. Hausa man’s luck in anything must come from Fulani. Else, he is a SLAVE forever!.

6. Every Fulani is encouraged to speak also Hausa but Hausas hardly learn Fulfude.

7. Till date, FULANI claim the right to belong or rule any Northern State or territory.

8. Till date, Hausa has no right to own land only as a tenant of the local chief. He must pay rents in form of produce every year!

9. All Emirs are Fulani. Most Governors and Senators in Hausa populated territories are Fulani. Most ministerial and juicy appointments under the current government are systematically handed to people of Fulani extraction who are residing in different states in the North. Fulani would rather support Igbo or Yoruba for the office of President for fear of Hausa rising to position of power and influence that will alter the status quo. Fulani will never gamble with this.

10. Before the conquest, Hausas were never Muslims. They had their cultures & traditions like us. But now, IT MUST BE FORGOTTEN mostly.

11. The ease of inflicting strong archaic Sharia by the north is a ploy to retain the CHAIN over the Hausa.

12. Those who chose to stay in the South most early are mostly Hausas, but a Fulani would soon come and colonize them as "Leader" or shehu. So, they lose their freedom mostly.

13. Only few Hausas are able to escape totally and blend into other tribes through marriage etc.

14. As such, CASTE system is being run in Nigeria by Fulani against the Hausa.

15. When a Fulani starts a trade or business including transportation, wholesale of goods etc, ALL HIS EMPLOYEES are mostly Hausa who are regarded as slaves and dare not steal or refuse to labour cheaply. It is a sacrilege for an Hausa to rise against him in competition.

16. When LAND & liberty is not inherited from your 3rd or more generation, do you still wonder the result of POVERTY among these Hausas rightly labelled as TALAKAWAS? It is a caste system.

18. Each time you struggle for the NIGERIA project, the preoccupation of the Fulani is how to preserve the North from being snatched away from them.

17. All your governmental apparatus mean nothing to Fulani. For example, you know very well how HAUSA is dying in silence under Fulani stranglehold.

18. If Fulani perpetrates gargantuan political CRIMES over you, and you shout HAUSA????😗🙃 or at best Hausa/Fulani. It please them because that’s the name they coined to mask who they really are. It is now that people are waking up to these deceitful strangers.

19. In psychology and sociology, MASTERS/CONQUERORS have no feelings for anything they do against their SLAVES! So, next time you see anyone gets away with dastardly acts, know that he is either a Fulani or working for Fulani interests.

20. How to make it in Nigeria? Simple, put your head under Fulani oligarchies as Arisekola, Danjuma, Uzordimma, etc did. They will throw Nigeria's money upon your laps. You will be blind to your environment and oppress your people to suit Fulani schemes. Thereafter they will ROB U OFF when they feel like!!!!🙃🙃

21. By the time people like OBJ are gone, Yorubas will start to smell their true odour in hell fire. But if anyone expects that OBJ will support Yoruba race openly more than he has done, that will be a mistake.

22. Greatest evil in Nigeria is that the entire Hausa race are oppressed without any ray of hope, yet others mostly from the south never know or care about their true identity and suffering.

23. The greatest offence that Awolowo commited was not anything more than saying: "I will educate the TALAKAWAS" (Hausa "slaves") and they will realise themselves and rise against you". Jonathan joined in the mistake when he announced his Almajiris program!

24. The only intermittent respite experienced in Nigerian political space is only when a Fulani Ally is fighting Fulani interests as in the case of Abacha against the Caliphate when he tried to change the oligarchical power and control in the North from Sultan of Sokoto to Shehu of Borno (of Kanuri tribe).

25. You now know WHO & WHY THEY DO NOT WANT YOU TO STUDY HISTORY IN SCHOOLS AGAIN!!!! Nigerian Professors of History know more about Europe and America than Nigeria.

26. You can now know why no one is encouraging the ALMAJIRIS to be educated and liberated. They are young slaves in the hand of a Fulani Imams who discourage them from going to school!!!😗😗

27. Next time you see POVERTY in the North, take a good look around to also see that there's an alhaji nearby in sprawling wealth! He OWNS them. This is how it works for them.

28. What about the emerging powers of even the Normadic Fulani? Uthman Dan Fodio invited them from Futa Jalon in 1804 to fight the battle that conquered Sokoto. The allegiance remains that they protect the interests of one another. GREATER THREAT IS THAT CHILDREN OF NORMADIC FULANIS (Cattle rearers) NOW WANT TO SETTLE DOWN. The recent killings and land grabbings by Fulani herdsmen under the watchful eyes of the government is a pointer to this.

29. *One Nigeria project?* Yes, its OK inasmuch as Fulani control is not jeopardized. Who do you think are the Forex traders? And their slaves abound to serve them.

30. In as much as it enriches the Fulani your conquerors, how dare you expect Nigeria not to SELL her labours cheaply every week and NAIRA diminishes in value EVERY DAY since almost 30years ago!

31. You now know WHAT *LAW AGAINST HATE SPEECH* IS ABOUT! Just like attempt to remove history from schools!

32. Let your children know the NIGERIA they are born in and her political consequences. *There's nothing like RELIGIOUS consequences in Nigeria.* (Know this). RELIGION as far as Fulani is concerned is a political tool of oligarchic and political control.

33. You now know why Shehu Shagari, Shehu Kangiwa, Shehu Malami etc had to get modal opportunities, even at Barewa College. When next you want to liberate Nigeria from the Fulani, or cut away part of it, remember that FULANI is the owner, and has FOOT SOLDIERS!

34. Fulani tool of oligarchy is rife: For example, ask yourself: HOW MANY FULANI died at the stadium trying to get employed in the Customs?

35. How do Fulani get employment - since they don't write application letters? *Meditate* on this. When you gain admission to NDA on quota basis for example, they retire as many others at the rank of major. Whosoever sails through has to do with whom he/she knows.

36. Every Fulani is SPONSORED, but you sponsor yourself. So, know why you don't try query him at work or try make him follow the rules.

37. Every Fulani or their allies born outside Nigeria can come here to get more rights and privileges over YOU!

38. Which customs officer will dare search a rich Fulani alhaji at the borders?

39. There was one Alhaji Mandara in Sokoto in the '70s, he trafficked petroleum products by the Sokoto -Illela axis. No customs officer dared stop his illegal fleet?

40. I was classmate to as many of the Fulanis in the North. Till date, none of them is on the Alumni platform. They know we are not equals and we cannot understand. So, we continue to claim Oyibo certificates. They know who will get NNPC or CBN jobs. They know who will get Jumbo contracts to maintain Port Harcourt Refinery the way he likes not caring if it breaks down irretrievably due to non-challant maintenance? The answer is in Yoruba adage: "Ti ile kan ba n toro, omo ale ibe ni ko i dagba" (if a house is at peace, it is because the bastard there is not yet grown up).

Tell your children. Don't let them continue to make noise over the Nigeria Project that is not working. It is simply because we come to roost with strange bed fellows.

So help us God!
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NNA MENN.

IGBO TRADITIONS CAPTURED IN HOLY BIBLE

1. NSO NWANYI
In Igboland all women live apart from their husbands and neither cooks for them nor enters their husband’s quarters when she is in her period, she is seen as unclean.
Even up till today such practice is still applicable in some parts of Igboland especially by the traditionalists.

Before a woman can enter the palace of Obi of Onitsha , she will be asked if she is in her period, if yes, she will be asked to stay out.

Leviticus 15: 19-20
When a woman has her monthly period, she remains unclean, anyone who touches her or anything she has sat on becomes unclean.

2. ALA OBI
An Igbo man’s ancestral heritage, called “Ana Obi” is not sellable, elders will not permit this. If this is somehow done due to the influence of the West the person is considered a fool and is ostracized by the community.

1 king 21:3
I inherited this vineyard from my ancestors, and the lord forbid that I should sell it, said Naboth.

3. IKUCHI NWANYI
Igbos have practiced the taking of a late brothers wife into marriage after she had been widowed until the white men came. Now it is rarely done but except in very rural villages.

Deuteronomy 25:5
A widow of a dead man is not to be married outside the family; it is the duty of the dead man's brother to marry her.

4. IGBA ODIBO
In Igboland, there is a unique form of apprenticeship in which either a male family member or a community member will spend six(6) years (usually in their teens to their adulthood) working for another family. And on the seventh year, the head of the host household, who is usually the older man who brought the apprentice into his household, will establish (Igbo: idu) the apprentice
by either setting up a business for him or giving money or tools by which to make a living.

Exodus 21:2
If you buy a Hebrew slave, he shall serve you for six years. In the seventh year he is to be set free without having to pay you anything.

5. IRI JI
In Igboland , the yam is very important as it is their staple crop. There are celebrations such as the New yam festival (Igbo: Iri Ji) which are held for the harvesting of the yam.

New Yam festival (Igbo: Iri ji) is celebrated annually to secure a good harvest of the staple crop.

Those old days it is an abomination for one to eat a new harvest before the festival. It's a tradition that you give the gods of the land first as a Thanksgiving.

Deuteronomy 16:9
Count 7 weeks from the time that you begin to harvest the crops, and celebrate the harvest festival to honor the lord your God, by bringing him a freewill offering in proportion to the blessing he has given you.

Celebrate in the lord's presence together with your children, servants, foreigners . Be sure that you obey my command, said the lord.

6. IBE UGWU
In Igboland it's a tradition that the male children are circumcised on the 8th day. This tradition is still practiced till date.

Leviticus 12:3
On the eighth day, the child shall be circumcised.

7. OMUGWO
In Igboland, there is a practice known as "ile omugwo ". After a woman has given birth to a child, a very close and experienced relative of her, in most cases her mother is required by tradition to come spend time with her and her husband. In which she is to do all the work of the wife, while the new mom’s only assignment will be to breastfeed the new baby.

This goes on for a month or more. In the Igbo old tradition, at this time, the new mom lives apart from her husband, would not cook or enter his quarters.

Leviticus 12:1-4
For seven days after a woman gives birth, she is ritually unclean as she is during her monthly period. It will be 33 days until she is ritually clean from the loss of blood; she is not to touch anything that is holy.

Our ancestors have long practiced these tradition ever before the white man set foot on our soil with their Christianity.

Nna, eziokwu Chukwu goziri ndi Igbo!

Was it a mere coincidence that most Igbo tradition are biblical?

Evidence of Jewish tradition and culture.

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Almajiri Life Experience

THE ALMAJIRI

Life as an almajiri in Kano was very tough. I could still remember how we went about in tens begging for alms and food. It’s really not a life anyone should live. I lived it years ago and could still tell exactly how it hurts; the memory of it and the hellish experiences we had to bear. Almajiri life isn’t a life. It’s like being dead-alive. I lived that life.

I was ten when I decided to remove the cloak of destitution and face life squarely. It still remains the turning point in my life and the wisest decision I’d ever taken. I could still remember vividly what led me to take such a decision one afternoon. It was at Sabon Titi Kano. We were nine in number. We had trekked all the way from Bida Road. Ali, my best friend was saying something about how very unfair it was that girls were not allowed to wander about begging as boys did. He said something about girls being lucky and fortunate because they were not subjected to the demeaning life that we lived.
“But you don’t have to think that way,” I said. “You know that if you lived a good life here on earth, you surely would enjoy in heaven when you die.”
Ali had always thought differently. He was thirteen years old. Several times he would tell me that we should elope. He said he didn’t like the way the Mallami treated us. According to him, we were treated as slaves and it was very unfair. Ali was the first ever almajiri I had seen who did not like his being a poor beggar. He always compared himself with the children of the rich.
“Do you think Mallam Ladan will ever allow his own children to move about aimlessly in the streets begging as we do?” he often asked me. “He will never do a thing like that. His children eat good food and go to the white man’s school but we don’t. And every day, we take money that we make from begging to him. That is not fair.”
No one hated Mallam Ladan as much as Ali did at that time.

Mallam Ladan had always said that Ali was rebellious and that he behaved like an infidel. One day, and according to him, all infidels would never gain paradise where there were lots of merriments. I remembered one day Ali had asked a question during our usual group recitation of the holy book and Mallam Ladan, red with indignation ordered that Ali should be whipped. According to him, Ali had asked a blasphemous question. Since then, Ali expressed his displeasure and irritation about the Mallam secretly to me.

So, the day I finally made up my mind to quit almajarinci was at Sabon Titi. We gathered around a very busy canteen owned by a woman from Lafia whom everybody referred to as Mama Nassarawa. She had a very large open space with huge patronage. Most often when any of her many customers ate to their fill and there was leftover, we would swing into action. It was usually like warfare. Our survival-of-the-fittest lives were hugely dependent on the miserable remnant from the food Mama Nassarawa’s customers left in their plates.

Keenly, we watched from a close distance as the customers ate. Our eagle eyes moved from customer to customer and hand to hand. Contrary to what people think, the almajiri usually had more than enough to eat but we ate like swine; unhealthy and without control. There was a very beefy fellow eating a fat meal. He had so many pieces of meat in his soup which attracted some of us; I especially had had the rare opportunity of eating meat and fish many a time. This would happen when some people barely touched their food before passing it to us. I had often wondered then why some people would eat only little food and be satisfied. Ali had also wondered too. He had told me once that he had never had a full stomach. He would emphasize further that until his hand got tired of conveying the food from the plate to his mouth, he would always continue to eat.

The beefy fellow at Mama Nassarawa made me have a rethink that day. He was eating pounded yam. Ali and I fixed our eyes on him. Suddenly, I noticed something rather strange. This fat customer was drooling like a toddler. Saliva dropped from his mouth into his soup as if there was a burst tap in his throat. We were supposed to take a dive for the leftover of that food! Mere looking at him made me sick.
“Ali, can you see what is happening?” I muffled. “Can you see the way that man’s saliva fall freely into his soup?”
Ali smiled. “Abubakar, I am really shocked at what you are saying.” Do you mean to tell me that you haven’t seen something like this before? I can swear by my life that most of these people there are sick. And because we eat what they leave behind, we are very likely to share in their misfortune since most illnesses are contagious. Abu, we are walking corpses.”
His response gave me goose pimples. That was the day Ali and I made up our minds to go out there and change our stories and destinies. In life, Allah gives us all equal opportunities. He gives us same air to breath and same time; twenty four hours daily to live in. No one has more time than others. What we do with the time and how we choose to breath is dependent on the choices we make. Some make good choices and others don’t.
“Ali,” I muttered coldly, “may Allay forbid that I eat the leftover food from that man.”
For the first time since we became friends, Ali hugged me. “Abu, you have said a noble thing. If you mean what you have said then we must elope. We must leave now. There’s nothing as sweet as freedom.”
We both separated from the other boys that day and threw our beggarly bowls away.
That night, we found a Dangote trailer which was about leaving for Lagos. It had just the driver and his conductors. Ali and I sneaked into it when no one was watching and in no time, our journey out of Kano began.

It was not until we got to Suleja that the driver and his conductor found us in their vehicle. They had stopped along the Abuja-Kaduna Road to refuel and eat. It was past ten. The conductor pointed his torch and saw us sleeping in a corner.
“Subanalahi!” he exclaimed rather surprisingly. “Ahmadu come and see these miserable elements sleeping in our vehicle.”
The driver climbed up and found Ali and me in the truck. I was shocked when he asked if we had eaten. Ali and I replied in unison that we had not eaten. He ordered us to climb down the truck. We followed them to a food vendor’s place where he bought us good food. It was the very first time that we would be having such good meals without begging for it.

After we had told him our story, he advised that we find a mosque in Suleja to spend the night.
“If you go to Lagos, you will suffer. The people there will not help you. They will tell you to go to your parents. You are still in the north. People here will understand why you are out of school at this age. This is why you should be here and not in Lagos. I will advise that you get shoe shining kits and begin to render services to people. Whatever you make could feed you and you will have a little to save for school.”
He gave us two hundred naira each and reiterated that we must use it wisely. The money at that time was big. How Ahmadu understood us and promptly decided to come to our aid still baffles me to this day. When their vehicle left, we spent the night at Kaduna Road on a plank beside a parked lorry.
At dawn, we went to a nearby stream and bathed. It really felt so good that day because it seemed we were no longer under anyone who would dictate for us. That day, we found some cobblers and they told us how to go about getting all the kits and how to do the job. In three days, we were already dexterous shoe shiners. Days later, we were brilliant cobblers.
On our twelfth day on the job, an Igbo trader whom we went to his house to polish his shoes – nineteen pieces in all – took pity on Ali and me and ask a few questions.
“You people are too young to do this job you are doing,” he said. “Don’t you have plans to go to school?”
Ali and I told him that we had already bought all our note books.
“It’s our uniforms that are left for us to buy,” I told him.
He was leaning on his car and from the way he kept nodding; it was obvious that he was impressed with what we’d told him.
He insisted we show him the books we had bought. Ali quickly ran to the shop where we had already paid for the books but were yet to be supplied to fetch them. In no time, he was back with them. That day after we had finished polishing his shoes, Mr. Okafor gave us money to buy our uniforms. He said he would have taken us and given us a place to stay but that we were too young and he could be accused of abduction..
“Come here when your uniforms are ready,” he told us.

That was how Allah used Mr. Okafor to change our story in 1992. He took us to a public primary school and registered us.
Some people are angels and when you are lucky to meet them, they don’t care what your tribe or religion is before they choose to help you. Mr. Okafor was such a person. Ali and I began to sleep in one of his warehouses at night with some of his workers – mostly Hausas who help to offload his goods. His wife treated us like her own children. She would give us food and some of her children’s old clothes.
Tragedy struck in the year2004 when Ali and I were at ABU Zaria. Mr. Okafor had an accident on his way to his village and died. I thought this would affect us but Obinna, his eldest son took over his fabric business and still carried on as if nothing had happened. The relationship we had with the family blossomed. When we returned from school, we would work in one of their warehouses until the holiday was over. There was never a time we called Obinna and told him we needed money and he didn’t respond.

After my service in 2010, I joined the custom service while Ali through one of his friends whom he met in school became a politician. He is a lawmaker in his state house of assembly. He is doing great. We are both doing great and still good friends.
And we are still very close to the Okafors. Ours is a relationship that would last until the day Allah calls us. Our story has taught me that the saying ‘man is the architect of his own fortune,’ is very true. And also, when there’s a will, there surely will be a way. Don’t let anyone deceive you, there is light of every dark tunnel for everyone. We only remain in the darkness of the tunnel because we are just too scared to approach the light. if we make a move, we surely would be out of the tunnel.

I got married in 2015 and Obinna and his mother attended the wedding. They were also in Ali’s wedding too a year before. When we fight over tribe or religion, we do so because we are largely ignorant of our existence and how Allah can use us as angels to help one another. Humanity should always count because we are all one and the same. It is needless for us to keep pointing guns and raising daggers at one another.
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THE ALMAJIRI by Japheth Prosper
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(a true story)
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