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Qowiyy A. Shehu (PRINCIPLE)
@qa_shehu
42nd NUESA UNILORIN President | 11th AEMTS PRO | Educational Technologist-in-Training | Tutor | Fellow, SDGS-CAP 2024 | Project SPARC
Ilorin, Nigeria Katılım Haziran 2024
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@NUESAUPDATE @qa_shehu Nah me go steal am😌😌
With all my talent
See you guys there in advance !!!!
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@TheSoburMS Well, I'm still jotting down points...
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One important lesson I learnt from the first person I “genuinely” loved was that:
“Never try to date someone you revere too much.”
It started as pure admiration during my SSS days, before we coincidentally met again in the University.
In secondary school, she was a super brilliant student in her class who carts away ALL the class’ prizes every year — and I was always annoyed with other students from her class for not putting up enough competition with her. 😂
That’s on one part.
On the other part, I greatly admire her infallible spirit, brilliance, and most importantly, her modesty. Unlike most other brilliant juniors, she’s rather well-mannered, respectful, and appears and behaves decently at all times.
No strings attached.
Until one day in my 200 Level, when she put a call through, to tell me she’s just gained admission as a DE “Rx” student and she needs me to put her through some things — we are eventually ending up as course mates.
Right at that moment, my heart began to race — inexplicably. 🤣😭
Someone I’ve almost forgotten about totally, now we are meeting again 4 years later.
Well, she came around and I began to put her through the necessary things.
SOBUR || Ọmọ Afáríogun@TheSoburMS
We listen, we don’t judge. What happened in your first love story?
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It’s amazing that I belong to nine departments, and each of them focuses on training individuals who will reshape the 21st-century educational landscape through technology, management, innovation, and more.
Unilorin SU@UilStudentUnion
Innovative Unilorites, Let's imagine your department is a product, can you sell it to us and we'll buy it🌚💙? QUOTE or COMMENT what makes your department stand out amongst our 100+ departments, let Unilorites know what you've got😌🥂! #TheNewDawnAdministration
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@Younglan_Tal @MunTheShinobi Congratulations, Mr. President.
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One Week Ago, I Won Elections To Become The SUG President of The University of Jos.
Still Feels Surreal!
I'm Grateful To God,
I Am Grateful To @MunTheShinobi and The YOCO Team!
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@TheSoburMS The wordings are just so lit. 🔥
I began using X not long ago, but can still resonate with a bit of this. Exactly why top organizations always avoid being called out here. I called a bank out some weeks ago over an unreturned fund after months, and they replied in few minutes.
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“A 22-year-old UNIBEN student was raped and murdered… inside a church.”
Yes! Inside a church.
A place believed to be a divine refuge.
That was when TwitterNG crossed a psychological boundary.
The timeline stopped dragging pastors, or just the government.
People began asking questions directed upward.
You could feel the shock in tweets:
“She dressed modestly. She was praying. She was in church. What else guarantees safety?”
“If God’s house isn’t safe, where exactly is?”
“We were told evil fears holy places. So explain this.”
For many believers, even non-Christians, was an uncomfortable conversation.
For many victims of silence, it felt like honest questions.
But for Twitter? It felt inevitable.
2020 turned Twitter into something no other app has ever successfully replicated:
A place where grief becomes philosophy in real time.
While Facebook mourned quietly, Instagram sympathized politely, and TikTok danced the pain away…
Twitter went extra miles of interrogating existence itself.
That year, Nigerians watched three events stack emotionally:
• Pandemic deaths despite prayers.
• Evil committed in a sacred space.
• Citizens shot after collective worship and hope.
And the TL reacted the only way Twitter knows how: UNFILTERED CONFRONTATION.
Religion gatekeepers were silenced, cultural politeness was treated as a sin, and sacred immunity was interrogated…
By millions of people asking:
What do we believe when reality disagrees with what we were taught?
That was Peak Twitter. ✅
Not memes, not Elon funds, not football banter or celebrity scandals.
Peak Twitter was when the app became brave (and reckless) enough to “rhetorically question” even God.
And that is why I’ve feared Twitter ever since.
Because an app capable of “dragging God’s name”… will never hesitate to cancel a human being.
Not you.
Not Simi or AG Baby.
Not your favourite influencer.
Not your reputation or intentions.
Twitter doesn’t cancel people because it is cruel.
It cancels because it is a culture amplified in 2020 when nothing was too sacred to examine.
Once an audience learns it can question heaven, questioning humans becomes a piece of cake.
That is why comparing Twitter cancellation to any other platform is a mistake.
TikTok is known for trends. Instagram is for idolizing celebrities, Facebook for fake news and oldies.
But Twitter, the GOATed prosecutor. 🙌
And some of us witnessed the day it realized there were no untouchables left.
The fear of Twitter dragging is the beginning of “thinking before you leap.” ✅
Twitter is toxic, but we will never leave.
Thanks for reading.
Kindly reshare. ❤️🤝
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When people compare TikTok dragging to Twitter, you know they started using SM in 2021… 😂😂
Peak Twitter was “Dragging God” in 2020—since then, I’ve feared Twitter
We all grew up knowing God as unquestionable.
The Protector, the Planner, the One whose house was the safest place, whose will was perfect, whose justice was beyond interrogation.
Until 2020 happened… and Twitter did something humanity had rarely done publicly:
It summoned the name of God into the witness box (at least, according to them).
Not once.
But on three occasions; after successive dilemmas broke the emotional pillar of an entire generation.
• The first: a global catastrophe.
• Then, a devastating rape and murder.
• And finally, a national tragedy broadcast live.
THE FIRST:
Most of us still remember the Lekki Toll Gate shooting.
People prayed, unified their voices, and raised Qur’an and Bible together under one flag.
But gunshots became the response to their prayers.
TwitterNG did not mourn quietly that night.
Timeline turned into a courtroom.
“So we prayed nationwide… and bullets still came?”
Faith was no longer allowed to be quiet.
It was cross-examined.
ANOTHER:
Before that, the world had already been shaken by COVID-19.
Churches were locked. Mosques were closed. Pilgrimages were cancelled.
For the first time in modern Nigerian memory, governments effectively declared worship gatherings as non-essential during survival moments.
When Twitter noticed, the typical TL energy looked like:
“If faith alone protects, why are churches shut?”
“Pastor said virus won’t touch believers… ICU says otherwise.”
“So sanitizer works but anointing oil needs social distancing?”
It wasn’t atheism.
Rather fear expressed as sarcasm and tweets.
HOWEVER:
The moment that truly changed Twitter, the one many people still avoid naming, was this:
“A 22-year-old UNIBEN student was raped and…” (next thread) 🧵

SOBUR || Ọmọ Afáríogun@TheSoburMS
Peak Twitter was “Dragging God” in 2020—since then, I’ve feared Twitter. Check quotes for the FULL ARTICLE:
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Omooh… I thought I was just helping someone recover a lost TikTok account…
I wasn’t prepared to see one of the humble realities of life. 💔
Sometime ago, I saw a tweet telling us to stop asking people certain questions — when they’ll marry, have kids, or why their body has changed. I didn’t fully understand the weight of that advice… until this experience.
There’s a woman in her late 40s/early 50s. She has a successful business, and leaves alone in her own house — no husband, no kids. Just a few staff who come and go occasionally.
One day, she asked for my help in restoring her TikTok account after her App had been mistakenly deleted.
She couldn’t remember the login details or password, and it’s not linked to email.
We tried everything for over 2 hours — nothing worked.
It was getting late, so I promised to continue the next day. She agreed… but I could see the sadness in her face.
The second day was another long stretch of trying different recovery methods.
At some point, I suggested creating a new account instead… but she insisted I keep trying, that the account was over 3 years old and she would lose too much.
Eventually… We got it back. 😊
And for me, her excitement, relief and gratitude at that point felt excessive at first, almost exaggerated.
But then she started praying for me in ways that were heavy and deep:
“May God never take your joy”
“Ooni gbe eegun eleegun”
“May you never live a solitary life”
I just kept saying “Amin” while fighting back tears. 😪💔
Then she said something that got to me:
“You don’t know what you just did for me. This TikTok is my companion every night after work… until sleep comes. It keeps me busy… no overthinking, no BP.”
Omooh. 🥺
And no! It wasn’t really about TikTok.
It was about having something waiting for her when the house becomes quiet.
That was the moment I realised that some people are not addicted to social media… they are addicted to not feeling alone.
She gave me some gifts when I was leaving. Later that day, she even told my mum to thank me again.
And that’s it:
Sometimes, the things you think are not real success are other people’s dreams and solace.
Not every casual curiosity deserves an answer.
If they ever wanted to tell you about those things, you wouldn’t need to ask.
Cos omooh… people go through a lot alone. 💔
And what you see from the outside is never the full story.

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