2017 UTME: JAMB reduced number of questions to 180, Exam hours to 2.

Joint Admissions and Matriculation Board, JAMB has reduced number of questions and time required to sit for the 2017 Unified Tertiary Matriculation Examination.

As from 2017, candidates sitting for the Unified Tertiary Matriculation Examination would spend two hours instead of three hours, the Joint Admissions and Matriculation Board said on Wednesday.

JAMB examination on the Use of English previously had 100 questions but has now been reduced to 60 questions, while the other three subjects now has 40 questions each, making a total of 180 questions.


The Registrar/Chief Executive of JAMB, Prof. Is-haq Oloyede, announced the changes in Kaduna during the commencement of a strategic planning retreat on monitoring, supervision and evaluation of 2017 UTME with the theme, ‘Inclusiveness and sensitisation of key external actors.’

According to him, the reduction in hours was in line with international standards and best practices where candidates are required to sit for an examination such as UTME for not more than two hours.

He said JAMB has also made some changes in the use of computer for the test.

“From the general feedback on the adoption of the Computer Based Test mode, we have noted the challenge of computer low level literacy of some candidates, especially with the phobia for the mouse. This has been responsible partly for the call by some people for reversal to the Paper and Pencil Test mode. In order to ensure equity and level playing field for all candidates taking the UTME, JAMB has designed a system that will allow candidates to use only eight keys without the use of the mouse.

“All the candidates need to do is to press the letters A,B,C,D for responses(answer) to questions and keys: P = Previous question, N = Next question, S = Submit responses when candidate has finished examination R = Reverse (do not intend to go further to submit again).”

JAMB also said special privileges would be accorded to blind candidates in the UTME, including “the transportation and accommodation of every blind candidate and one guide.”

Action thriller: TARASHA Season1 Episode47a

Tarasha
Episode 47a

**1.55pm
'Hmmm...' Henry kept shouting out words which were inaudible as he struggled on the seat he was tied to. His chair and Tarasha's were placed backing each other. She was also tied in the same manner. Each legs tied to corresponding leg of the chair and both hands tied together at the back of the chair and their mouths covered with a large plaster.
'Ooh shut up you idiot!' One of their abductors barged into the room angrily and smacked Henry on the face.
'Leave him alone' another one said as he came in bare chested with a red jersey hanging around his neck. 'Let him scream all he can now, he might not have the opportunity to scream again until his next life'
The first guy hissed and turned towards the main entrance followed closely by the second who hurriedly put on his shirt. Soon they were out of the compound, the sound of the gate closing could be heard.
Henry became calm all of a sudden, his mind was full of sadness, for Evelyn and his parents. Evelyn was just an innocent girl whom he put into trouble. His parents also depended on him as their only source of joy and proof of their parenthood. He could not think of what would happen if he was killed, his parents could die just from the shock of the news.
He struggled fruitlessly again to set himself free, shaking the chair vigorously, his head hit Evelyn's. She gave a soft groan, the only sound that she made after several hours that they had been tied.
**2.00pm
Tarasha could still feel the steel on her wrist, now she could sense that it was time to use it. She used the rope tied on the wrist to push it down and it cut her jacket and fell in between her palms, causing a small cut on her middle finger. She took a hold of the knife's handle and carefully moved it up and down the rope, slicing it slowly. Her hands got free in a minute.
She stretched her fingers before removing the covering on her mouth. The heavy breath she let out after got Henry's attention, he suspected that her mouth was free and made some noise to alert her in case it really was. She looked at him but ignored and continued to cut the rope off her leg. After the rope was off, she got up and stretched her legs. Henry noise was louder as he was fully aware that she was now free.
She hid back her knife before she walked to him and took off the covering on his lips, then she bent down to loose the ropes on his legs.
'How did you loose your ropes?' Henry asked impatiently without waiting for Evelyn to finish setting him free.
'They didn't tie it as tight as yours is.' She said after setting him free totally.
Henry got up and stretched his body tiredly. He looked straight into her eyes but she turned away and walked towards the window to peep.
'Thank God' Henry said. Tarasha stood suddenly still. Henry did not notice and he continued. 'Thank God, I'm sure he'll still get us out of here alive.' He turned to look at Evelyn as she wasn't responding to him
Their eyes met. Henry had never seen such fury like he did on anyone's eyes. He couldn't explain it but he knew there was a kind of dangerous anger in her. Then he remembered that he had just given "God" the credit.
Tarasha suddenly remembered the reason for all the knifes in her pockets. This could just be the right time to drain out life from his body, she thought.
+++++++++
Mallam Jefa carefully arranged his the seats in his joint. Very soon, several of his customers would begin to troop in to fill their bellies. He deals in toasted bread, tea, noodles, roasted cow skin (ponmo), "suya" and assorted drinks.
Jefa was well loved and patronised around the area. Many atimes, his customers would not leave after filling themselves but would stay and have fun as it would turn to a large gathering. Jefa always had to send most of them away when they began to lit their cigarettes or drink alcohol heavily to avoid violence and destruction of property.
Mallam Jefa whose real name was Jeffery was not an Hausa man nor does he dress like one, he only earned the nick as  a result of his job, height and popularity among young men of the Hausa tribe.
Merely looking at Mallam Jefa's face, one who conclude that he was in his early fifties or close to sixties as wrinkles and spots had begun to show on his face. But it was not to be so, Mallam Jefa was just in his early thirties, a young man who looked so aged and troubled because of problems and several misfortunes that had befallen him in the past.
Very jovial and kind he was to everyone but a closer look at him would reveal his sorrowful mind. One who's heart wasn't at peace, one who only tried to feign happiness even though he never was.
As Jefa opened the window, he could see two of his customers stroll out of their compound which was just about three metres from his joint. He knew they were coming to him as they turned to his direction. He quickly cleaned two seats for them and returned to his stand room where he attends to customers.
'Mallam Jefa' one of the guys hailed, putting up his hands as they strolled into the neatly made wooden building.
'Hey!' Jefa hailed back. 'Welcome my guys'
'Thank you' the first guy said as they took their seats. The other guys just continued to puff his cigarette in silence.
'What do you want me to offer you?' Jefa asked.
The guys whispered to themselves. 'What do we take?'
'I'll go with moi moi and bread first, then a bottle of beer later" the cigarette puffing guy spoke.
'You want to stay here and drink?' The other guy asked in low tones. 'You know we've got to watch over those "dogs" back there'
'I know' came the reply in a harsh tone. 'There's no problem, they can never get away with those ropes used to tie them'
'What of if Afo comes?'
'Afo would return by three thirty and this is just two pm' he said after glancing at his wristwatch. 'We still have a lot of time'
'You guys are selling dogs now?' Jefa asked innocently as he served their order.
'No, we're just keeping them for someone' the first guy replied with a smile.
'Okay now' Jefa smiled back.
Several customers trooped in one after the other and Jefa soon got busy. His first two customers did not stay as long as expected, they paid him and walked away by exactly two thirty pm.
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Previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode46c

Action thriller : TARASHA Season1 Episode46c

Tararsha
Episode 46c

Tarasha eyes began to search around for Henry in the reception as she came out of the elevator. She took out her phone from the jacket and dialed his number.
'Where are you?' She spoke into the phone.
'Outside the gate' a gruff voice which was not Henry's answered, Tarasha noticed.
'Okay, I'm coming' she replied and ended the call. She dropped the phone back into the jacket's pocket and proceeded out of the building.
She spotted Henry's blue Honda car parked behind a police sonata as soon as she stepped out of the gate. She noticed that three uniformed police officers were at their car with a non uniformed person. The officer at the front seat beside the driver's came out looking at her direction. She took out her phone and placed another call to Henry as she proceeded slowly towards his car.
'Hey Madam' the police officer accosted her.
'Hello, what can I do for you?' Tarasha ended the call she was trying to make and turned to attend to the officer.
'Are you Miss Evelyn Alex?' The officer asked.
'Yes, I...' Tarasha was cut short by what she saw. The "non uniformed officer" which appeared to be Henry was motioned out of the car by another officer which was huge in size.
'Do you know that man?' The officer continued, looking towards Henry.
Tarasha paused for a while before answering. 'Yes' She stared at Henry as the huge officer motioned him towards their direction.
'You were with him yesterday?' He asked again.
'Yes' Tarasha answered.
'Your attention is needed in our office' he said.
'For what?' She inquired.
'Just to answer some few questions' the officer replied with a brief smile.
Tarasha stared at Henry's face for an explanation but he just stared back until she spoke. 'What's all these Henry?'
'I'm sorry, I don't understand too' Henry replied. 'I asked them to leave you out of this but they said that we must go together. I believe that Dare must have told huge lies about us to the police'
'May we leave now?' The huge officer interrupted, eyeing Tarasha wickedly.
'Can I have my phone to make a call now?' Henry demanded, stretching out his hand to the slim officer.
'Of course, it's in the car. Let's proceed first, then you can make your calls on the way' the officer made way to return to the car.
'You go with her in the Honda' the huge officer, Afo , said in a commanding tone.
'Okay' the other officer obliged and led Tarasha who followed silently to the Honda.
The officer in the driver's seat of the Honda already started the car engine before they entered into it. They drove away from the hotel fence in few seconds.
Tarasha kept a searching gaze on the officer accompanying her. He stared back intimidatingly into her eyes when hers met with his. 'Is this how you pick up people in this country?' She asked a question which made the officer look stunned. 'I wouldn't have followed you if I didn't see Henry with you'
'You have no choice madam.' He gave a wicked smile as he answered. 'You don't defy police orders here'
'I have a right to know why I'm going with you' she snapped at him.
'I'm only inviting you for interrogation' he snapped back. 'Madam business from Canada, don't provoke me'
Tarasha looked away from him and carefully examined his words. He just qualified her as "Madam Business from Canada". Whatever he meant by the phrase, it revealed that he had found out from somewhere that she was from Canada and was doing a business. She glanced at him again with suspicion in her eyes. She began to search around his uniform again, searching for something to confirm her suspicion.
Henry had also become suspicious too when he asked from his phone from the huge officer and he replied him coldly. 'It's with my colleague in the other car, you'll get it when we get to the station, we can't pause our journey just because of you'
At this time they had driven for about fifteen minutes.
'Officer' Tarasha called softly. She placed a hand on his chest seductively covering the pocket on the shirt.
'Yes...' He answered, his body shivered as her fingers proceeded behind the buttons.
'What's your name?' She asked.
'Erm...' He stammered and looked towards his chest to check the name inscribed on the tip of the pocket. He flung her hand away from him suddenly as he figured out what she was doing. 'What that flip' he cursed and brought out a gun, pointing it at her immediately.
'I know you're fake, you don't own the uniform' Tarasha said bluntly and sat back properly, ignoring the gun pointed at her. 'Who sent you?'
'Shut the hell up' he shouted at her, still threatening with the gun. He searched his pants pocket with the left hand and brought out his phone.
'Hello, this girl don burst me o' he informed his colleague that he has been busted by the girl in pidgin English.
'No problem, just keep her there. We would be at the workshop in the next two minutes' the huge man answered through his phone in the police car. He brought out his gun also and pointed it at Henry.
'Boy, it's better you cooperate with us without making noise or I'll burst your brains' He said in a harsh manner, terrifying Henry.
'Who sent you?' Tarasha asked the slim officer again as they drove into a large compound.  He replied her with a wicked look.
'But this is not a police station' Henry protested as he looked around the bushy compound.
'Shut up and get out of the car' Afo ordered and pushed Henry out angrily.
Tarasha was also escorted out of the car with a gun by the other guy. The drivers of the cars came out of the car two with their guns, making it four armed men against Henry and Tarasha.
'Get into the house' Afo commanded, motioning them with his gun. Henry and Tarasha began to walk slowly into the brick walled building covered with corrugated iron sheets at the front section. The door was opened by one of the drivers and they were led into the poorly lit room, the windows were not opened and it made it hot.  Three other guys appeared from another section of the building and hailed their Boss Afo.
'Kneel down there' Afo commanded the two, pointing his gun at them as he lit a cigarette with his other hand. 'Raise up your hands' Afo added after they obeyed his first instruction. He brought out his phone and dialed a number.
Tarasha carefully dipped her right hand into her jacket's pocket and made sure nobody noticed as she took out an item and attached it into her sleeve before slowly raising up her hands.
He puffed out some quantity of smoke before placing the phone on his ear. 'Hello... We've got them here' he said through the phone to his call receiver, staring deeply into Tarasha and Henry's faces. 'My boy told me that you called and said you wanted to see them before we finish them off'
Afo inhaled another quantity of smoke before he continued. 'That means your money has increased, you'll add twenty percent... Ok, we're expecting you by evening time'
'Who sent you to kidnap us?' Tarasha asked in a calm voice.
Afo chuckled mockingly and hissed as he stared at her face. He turned to Kalu, the guy who was with Tarasha in the Honda car. 'Where are those chairs?' He asked searching round the room. 'Get the chairs and tie them up' Afo ordered and walked out of the building hurriedly.
++++++++++
'Good' Dare stamped his feet on the floor in joy as he ended the call. He rejoiced with himself in his office. He would finally put to rest his past which just resurfaced and was trying to haunt him. The only painful part of it was that Evelyn had to go with it.
He remembered the look on Henry's face when they met again after several years. Henry's gaze had sent shivers down his spine. What his guilt made him see was thirst for revenge in Henry's eyes. Then he decided that there was a need to totally wipe out the past of which Henry is a part of.
His phone beeped. He quickly picked it up and checked the screen. He smiled. It was a reminder for his Dad's sixtieth birthday which was coming up in two days time. He began to think of what gift was best to present to his father.
What could his money buy that his father couldn't get? His father was a hundred times richer than he was. The only gift he knew his father would be impressed by was a profitable business idea. 'Damn!' He sighed. His father was so business and money minded that it was possible for him not to remember his birthday on the day. He was sure there was going to be no party, his father barely attends social functions nowadays for the fun of it. He only did it if he was going to meet his business partners there. Or should he organize a surprise birthday bash for his dad? He thought.
No, the man would not appreciate that. Instead of getting pleased with the action, his father would probably be disappointed.
Dare shook his head thoughtfully and dropped his phone on the table. Then he returned his focus back to the files on his table.
... to be continued
Previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode46b

Photos:Imsu student matcheted to death

An Imo state University (Imsu) student by name Emeka Ndubueze was found yesterday matcheted to death. 

No one seems to know the actual reason for his death but some of the students seem to think it's the handiwork of cultists in the school as it is rampant while some seem to think its the work of envious friends or enemies who he might have told he will be travelling to New york soon. 

According to Dera who seems like the Deceased friend, he thinks the school back gate ain't safe as it's crawling with cultists who wants nothing but to destroy lives. 

May his soul rest in peace, Amen. 

Photos: A pussy catt turns into a woman

According to the Facebook user Juliet Chime.. She said that she witnessed the turning of a pussy cat into an old woman on her way to drop her son in school.  

According to her and other witnesses, they said the cat entered into Someone's house and was caught, beaten and it turned into an old woman confessing she was sent to attack two churches in the area. 

People were still beating her when the police came and took her away to their station. 

UNILAG student slumps, dies after night out.

Tragedy stuck at the Moremi Hall of the University of Lagos after a Chemistry Education student, identified simply as Tope, slumped and died at the institution’s medical centre. Sources in UNILAG said the student, who was squatting in the hostel, died shortly after returning from an outing with a man.

They added that Tope could have been saved if she was promptly attended to at the centre.

One of them said, “Tope was squatting here. She went to a club and returned around midnight on Thursday. It was not long afterwards that she started gasping. We rushed her to the UNILAG Medical Centre, but they blamed the student who allowed her to squat in her room. Tope eventually died, while the other student is being threatened with eviction.’’

However, the management of the university said no student died at the centre. A statement from the school’s Deputy Registrar, Information Unit, Mr. Toyin Adebule, said Tope died before she was brought to the centre.

“I wish to state that the incident did not happen at the centre. Also, there is no report from the hall to the Dean of Students Affairs on the incident. Therefore, no student has been ejected from the hall,” the statement read in part.
Source: Punch

Summary of 'In Dependence' JAMB new book for 2017 UTME Candidates.

2017 UTME: Summary of “In Dependence”JAMB New Book For 2017 UTME Candidates- 2017 UTME candidates will be tested on the book “In Dependence” by Sarah Ladipo Manyika.

Irrespective of your course of study or method of testing, you will be tested on this book.

The book is to be given to candidates after paying for the 2017 UTME registration.

However, for most candidates who would prefer a soft copy of the book. Here is a summary of the book based on a review by IDOKO OJABO.
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SUMMARY OF THE BOOK “IN DEPENDENCE”
Tayo Ajayi, a Nigerian, and Vanessa Richardson, an English lady, had their affair boiling when it began, however as circumstances have been meant to intervene, the connection went sore and it appeared nothing may ever carry them collectively.

The book (In dependence) has characters that behaved in like-patterns, like within the case of Tayo’s pal, Yusuf, who had dated tons of white English women.

He (Yusuf) ended up marrying a Nigerian Lady as predicted (Yusuf knew what he needed and appeared to get it).

Tayo additionally ended up the identical method in as a lot as his affair with Vanessa Richardson had been gleaming, though he had been out of the error of getting a younger lady (Miriam) pregnant.

And speaking of sample, the novel’s (In dependence) starting had opened up introducing Tayo’s affair with Christine, a Nigerian Igbo woman. One would suppose that Manyika needed to finish Tayo’s relationship with Christine for the sake of bringing in Vanessa into Tayo’s life, however nonetheless, Tayo needed to find yourself marrying Miriam. And nonetheless the wedding failed, giving in to the acquainted sample.

Miriam in Manyika’s novel (In dependence) represented the breeds of the Nigerians that may all the time run away to reside overseas because of the collapsing picture of their dwelling nation.

Miriam went away together with her daughter leaving Tayo behind. In as a lot as she persuaded Tayo, he wouldn’t go. She didn’t like an inconveniencing life. She needed the perfect life for her daughter.

Tayo, on the opposite facet represented the crude breeds of Nigerians that felt dwelling was dwelling despite the fact that the nation was boiling in corruption. In as a lot because the failure of the nation stared firmly at his face with daggers, he selected to remain.

In direction of the late pages of the novel he needed to depart the nation underneath threatening circumstances towards his life from the ruling navy regime.

The complete novel is informed from the great days of Nigeria’s independence down into the nineties. I applaud Manyika’s ink, right here. In as a lot because the setting of this novel floated by way of England, Senegal, USA, and France, she was ready to make use of her third eye to attract out Nigeria’s journey into the more serious lanes of corruption, and hopelessness.

Religion is one other situation that Manyika (In dependence) handled. It didn’t matter to her if one was a Muslim or Christian.
Studying by way of this novel, one couldn’t inform if Tayo got here from a Muslim or Christian household however we did know he embraced extra of the Christian religion. She didn’t level out the difficulties of inter-religious marriages within the novel (In dependence), however centred extra on the difficulties of interracial marriage.

Throughout Tayo’s life as an element time lecturer in Sans Francisco, the creator used a scene to unbolt some deeper points of racism.

She identified the racist ties between the African American and the pure African. These points she raised apply in all places even inside Nigerians.

A Yoruba would check with an Igbo as a grasping cash monger and doubtful monster, and in flip the Igbo would check with the Yoruba as a unclean, loquacious and silly character who spend all he earns on events and alcohol. It needed to be understood that racism was one these existences that may reside for a very long time so far as misunderstanding between folks existed.

I captured traces which are coated with humour on this novel, however might be referred to as racial remarks. Younger black Yusuf got here clear in his dialog with Tayo. He mentioned white ladies have been for intercourse treats whereas black ladies have been for respectable relationships that would result in marriage. He added white lady regarded so previous when she turned thirty.
The worst racist on this e-book (In dependence) is Vanessa’s father who was a one time colonial grasp in Nigeria earlier than 1960.

He was towards Tayo marrying his daughter, and had refused to just accept Vanessa’s adopted half-cast son. He appeared extra racial towards half-casts earlier within the novel (In dependence) confronting Tayo about his fears for a half-cast grandchild. It was later understood that his hatred for the blacks was consequently of an affair his spouse had with a black man through the colonial period.

Manyika, whose image reveals she is probably half-cast, was capable of make a degree right here. She drew a distinction between being black and being a half-cast (brown). This could have been fairly a storm for her to jot down about as a result of of the racial wind towards the brown folks residing in whitely dominated areas. In distinction to a pure black nation, half-casts are seen lovely which Manyika didn’t level out. In reality within the black continent, the standard black man could really feel inferior to a half-cast.

Manyika was additionally capable of painting the polemic assault Nigerians obtain from all over the world nowadays. She didn’t carry this to print however the picture was represented, and I needed to determine it out. I can say it clouds across the ache felt every time an IELTS or TOEFL examination is required earlier than a Nigerian may research overseas. This doesn’t exclude a masters’ diploma. Does the world suppose Nigerians converse Latin or Greek or some sort of language referred to as ‘Nigerian’?
‘I said I haven’t heard you converse Nigerian,’ Joyce says.

Joyce is one of Manyika’s English characters. And I like the way in which Yusuf replies this. ‘Nobody speaks Nigerian, you daft thing,’.
A coincidence on this novel which I refuse to just accept was the scene during which Vanessa had simply come throughout one of her finest music, Hugh Maskela, a music that reminded her of Nelson Mandela and on the same day, not even up to two hours if I could rightly predict, her white husband is presenting her with ‘Long Walk to Freedom’, Nelson Mandela’s biography.

What a coincidence! I additionally don’t embrace the truth that Manyika noticed hope for Nigeria by way of the eyes of Tayo solely when Abacha died. There are nonetheless Abacha loyalists in Nigeria as we speak who will discover this offending. She ought to have saved the road in a riddle.

Vanessa did meet with Tayo on the finish of the novel, nevertheless it was laborious to foretell if in any respect a love relationship was ignited between them. Vanessa was nonetheless married, however Tayo wasn’t. Manyika maintained a non-adulterous plight between the 2 right here. The happy-ending-formula which most romance writers adapt was by some means blurring within the novel.

Agbami scholarships for Undergraduates 2017

Agbami Scholarship Award for 100 & 200 Level Undergraduates (Medical and Engineering Professionals) from any state of the Federation.

ABOUT AGBAMI SCHOLARSHIP.
Star Deep Water Petroleum Limited, a Chevron company and operator of the Agbami Field, in its continuous support for capacity building in the Health and Engineering sectors as a strategic feed into the national manpower pool, is offering a number of University Scholarships to qualified Nigerian students from ALL states of the Federation.

The scholarship program, funded by Star Deep and its Agbami partners, is a major component of the Agbami partners’ Social Investment in the strategic development of Health and Education in Nigeria and the Niger Delta in particular.

AGBAMI SCHOLARSHIP AWARD – REQUIREMENTS / ELIGIBILITY.
Applications are invited from FULL-TIME, 100 and 200 level undergraduates from any state of the Federation, studying any of the under listed courses in universities within Nigeria:

Medicine & Surgery
Dentistry
Pharmacy
Engineering
HOW TO APPLY FOR AGBAMI SCHOLARSHIP.
Application is open to full-time 100 or 200 level students admitted during 2016/2017 or 2015/2016 academic session only.

Before you start this application, ensure you have clear scanned copies of the following documents
- Passport photograph with white background not more than 3 months old (450px by 450px not more than 200kb)
- School ID card
- Admission Letter
- Birth Certificate
- O’ Level Result
- JAMB Result
- Local Government Area Letter of Identification
Ensure the documents are named according to what they represent to avoid mixing up documents during upload
Ensure you attach the appropriate documents when asked to upload
To apply, follow the steps below

- Visit https://scholastica.ng/schemes/agbami and click on “Apply Now” tab.
- Click on “Register Now” to create an account.
- Proceed to your email box to activate your account
- Click on https://scholastica.ng/Schemes/Agbami  to return to Scholarship site
- Enter your registered email and password to upload your information.
- Enter your personal information, National Identification Number (if available), educational information, other information and upload required scanned documents.
- Ensure the name used in applications matches the names on all documentation in same order. Upload a sworn affidavit or certificate if otherwise.
- Ensure you view all documents after uploading, to eliminate errors during uploading.
- When asked to upload photo, upload a pass-port photograph with a white background.
- Recheck application information to avoid errors
- Click “Apply Now” to submit information
  You will receive an email and a sms that confirms your application was successful.
- Return to https://scholastica.ng/ enter your Email and Password to download your profile and proceed to have your Head of Department sign the document.
- Upload a scanned copy of the signed profile, this would be used for verification.
- If National Identification Number (NIN) number was not available in step 6 , to obtain your National Identification Number (NIN)
*Visit http://ninenrol.gov.ng/ to register and learn more about the National Identity Number  
* Click “Create Account” and fill in the required  fields  
* Login with Email and Password to complete the form  
*After completion, schedule a date for photo and finger print capture  
*Visit any of the 37 capture centres www.nimc.gov.ng/pages/general/enrolmentcentres.htm  to complete the registration process and obtain your National Identity Number  
*You can also do your total registration at the NIMC office

16. Return to www.scholastica.ng/Schemes/Agbami and update application with National Identification Number (NIN) to ensure completion

Note: Multiple applications attract a disqualification penalty.

Please note that applicants for the Agbami scholarship are ineligible to apply for any other scholarship program sponsored by “STAR” or any of its Co-venturers, including the NNPC/CNL JV scholarship program published simultaneously with the Agbami scholarship program

Selected students will be invited for computer-administered qualifying tests in selected examination centers nationwide. Short-listed candidates for the qualifying test will be invited by email and SMS text messages. All applicants are therefore advised to ensure that valid GSM telephone numbers and personal email addresses are properly entered into the e-forms on the web site.

Application Deadline Date
Closing date for receipt of E-Applications is strictly 7th April, 2017

Few things to do to make your UTME 2017/2018 registration faster and stress-free.

It has come to our notice that ongoing 2017 UTME registration is experiencing some delay going by that fact that just few candidates have been able to register.

One major reason for this being the fact that some candidates wait till they get to the registration centres before doing the necessary things they should have done before going to the centre.

For instance, someone reported a case of candidates getting to the registration centres and expecting the operators to help them determine the course and institution of choice or determine the right UTME/O’level subject requirements.

For crying out loud, this is something you should have done before going for your registration.

To make the whole process faster and less stressful, we advise candidates to do the following before going to the different centres;

1. Download and complete the JAMB 2017 Registration Template. This will enable you determine the right choice of course, institution, UTME/O’level subjects before going to an Accredited registration centre. So you only have to present the template to the operators once you get there. This will help hasten the whole process.

2. Ensure you create you JAMB online profile before going to the centres. This will equally help hasten the process as the operators will not take extra time in creating your profile.

3. If you can get the e-pin from other outlets other than the registration centres, such as banks and JAMB Offices, with less stress, please do. That way, you will immediately proceed with the actual registration once you get to the accredited centres.

Action thriller :-Tarasha Season1 Episode46b

Tarasha
Episode 46b

The lovers stared at each other for a while without making any move. The whole hall became as silent as a graveyard.
'Come on, attack' Vladimir, the zone lord shouted angrily.
Tarasha just couldn't move. Just few months ago, she had been made to slaughter a dear friend of hers, Stanley Bob. Now she was being asked to fight Marvin whom she loved.
She sniffed and rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. 'Love is for the weak ones, the stupid ones without a strong heart. Kill him before he kills you' she could hear a voice say to her.
'No, don't kill him. If you do, you'll be totally losing your good heart' another voice argued.
'Who needs a good heart?' The first voice laughed. 'It would only make one become a fool who can be manipulated by feelings'
'There's nothing wrong in letting good feelings take control over you' the good voice began but was interrupted.
'Shut up! Remember who you are, nothing should take control over you. You were made to kill and nothing should stop you from killing. Nothing including love or any feeling you have'
Tarasha was awoken to reality when she heard a clang sound, Marvin had picked up a sword. It seemed he had finally made up his mind on what to do.
Tarasha picked up a sword too and positioned herself for the fight. The duo began to move in a circle, each one trying to set a trap for the other.
Marvin was the first to strike, his sword went in direction of Tarasha's forehead but was stopped by her sword. The battle continued and the murmurings among the other trainees increased as the sound of continued clanging of swords filled the air.
After about four minutes of the sword battle. The two warriors spaced themselves. Both of them already had sweat dripping from their body. Marvin threw his sword away and clenched his fists. Tarasha understood the message and dropped her sword too. It was time for a battle without weapons. They moved close to each other.
Marvin sent a blow to her but she ducked down and he missed her face. She stepped aside without returning his attack. They stared into each other's eyes as they vibrated their bodies from side to side, moving in a circle. Marvin launched the same attack again and Tarasha ducked again but this time sent a heavy blow into his belly. He winced as he grabbed his belly and staggered forward.
He recovered quickly and stood straight again. He stared again into Tarasha's eyes, she seemed to be less interested in the battle. He remembered saying to her that he wasn't afraid of death, but he really was. Now, he was desperate to live even if it meant taking her life.
Marvin was an handsome boy, two year older than Tarasha. He stayed with his parents in Ghana until the day he was kidnapped alongside with four other boys and brought to the clan. The reason for his kidnap was not known to him until he spent two months in the clan.
Marvin was a soft person in nature but the four other boys which he walked and played with were bullies. Due to their big stature and strength, they maltreated everyone they could. Marvin was close to them because of one the leader of the boys happened to be his next-door neighbor. The kidnappers had observed the boys' cruelty for sometime and concluded that they had the tendency to become great assassins. Marvin was only unlucky to be with the bullies on the fateful day.
Back to the battle. Marvin carefully observed where Tarasha was standing, the weapons were out of her reach. He seized the opportunity and he picked up his sword again. He smiled at her wickedly as she looked at him in surprise. Maybe she thought her love was still in his head, he thought. But this was a matter of death or life, he still wanted to live for some more years and probably get out of the Nefary City alive. He shouted on top of his voice as he raced towards her, targeting her belly.
Tarasha was scared and undecided for a second but the adrenalin rush in her body made her react. She turned back immediately and made a short run to the wall where she took three steps on and projected herself over the attackers head, she landed at his back and he almost fell as a result.
A blow hit Marvin's face before he turned to her with the sword. Another hit his jaw when he tried to raise up the sword, it fell from his hand. Tarasha continued to deal him more blows on his face until he was bleeding profusely. He was too weak to defend himself. She held his neck and tightened her grip on it until he was he was out of breath. She was breathing heavily as she let his body fall to the ground. She stared at him on the floor for some seconds, murmuring inaudible words to herself.
'Bring his head' someone shouted as she turned, reminding her that her job wasn't completed until she presented his head as her trophy. She motioned towards where the sword was and picked it up. Then she went back to Marvin and detached his head in few seconds.
**PRESENT**
'No room for emotions' Tarasha murmured the same words she murmured after killing Marvin. 'No room for emotions, kill every object of emotion before it kills you'
She kept murmuring it to herself as she stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. Her phone rang again. Henry was calling.
'Hello' she said as she answered the call.
'Hello Evelyn, can you meet me outside right away?' Henry asked in a serious tone.
'Give me ten minutes' she replied and ended the call.
She opened the wardrobe to select the clothes to wear. After three minutes, she was done with her dressing. She wore a black tight fitted trouser and top with a blue jacket on it. She sat back on the bed as she wore her boots. She checked the time and it was just five minutes gone out of the ten minutes. She had noticed the seriousness in his voice but wasn't concerned in anyway.
She drew out a briefcase from underneath the bed and placed it on her laps. She punched in the passcode and it opened up by itself. Knives and daggers of different sizes were carefully arranged inside. She selected three small ones and carefully tucked them into the space made available for it in her trouser. The small knives should be enough to take life out of Henry's body.
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'How far Debo?' Chief Jubril asked as his personal assistant stepped into the office.
'Fine sir. The call was from Canada but we've not been able to verify the user's details'
'When would that be done?'
'We should get the report by next tomorrow' Debo answered.
'Are you sure?'
'Yes, very sure sir'
'Good...' The man paused and focused on his laptop for a minute before he returned his gaze back to Debo. 'Do you know what is happening next tomorrow?'
'Yes sir.' Debo smiled sheepishly.
Jubril Lawal smiled back. 'I want you to organize a banquet for me. The venue would be my villa. Send invitations to every friend on my contact list'
'Okay sir'
'Invite Evelyn Alex also.' The man paused and cleared his throat. 'I'll like her to meet with some of our other business partners that would be involved in our partnership. Make sure you also mobilize for proper security'
'Okay sir.' Debo bowed and proceeded out of the office,  trying to come up with ideas on how to organize for the birthday celebration.
... to be continued
previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode45a