The key principles China is one of the world's largest importers and exporters. However, China is a net exporter. Imports are not the issue; the goal is to promote net exports. That's the first principle. The second principle is competitive advantage. Taking palm oil as an example, If you can produce palm oil locally due to unique factors such as climate, aim to eliminate palm oil imports. This means pursuing import substitution, replacing imported palm oil with locally produced palm oil to capture value locally.

The key principles China is one of the world's largest importers and exporters. However, China is a net exporter. Imports are not the issue; the goal is to promote net exports. That's the first principle. The second principle is competitive advantage. Taking palm oil as an example, If you can produce palm oil locally due to unique factors such as climate, aim to eliminate palm oil imports. This means pursuing import substitution, replacing imported palm oil with locally produced palm oil to capture value locally.

The key principles China is one of the world's largest importers and exporters. However, China is a net exporter. Imports are not the issue; the goal is to promote net exports. That's the first principle. The second principle is competitive advantage. Taking palm oil as an example, If you can produce palm oil locally due to unique factors such as climate, aim to eliminate palm oil imports. This means pursuing import substitution, replacing imported palm oil with locally produced palm oil to capture value locally.

South-East Will Declare Tinubu As Sole Presidential Candidate Today — Minister of Works, Dave Umahi

South-East Will Declare Tinubu As Sole Presidential Candidate Today — Minister of Works, Dave Umahi

After collecting ransom for years, they get rehabilitated. Who be mumu?

After collecting ransom for years, they get rehabilitated. Who be mumu?

After collecting ransom for years, they get rehabilitated. Who be mumu?

First Lady of Nigeria, Senator Oluremi Tinubu, presents a bus to APC National Youth Leader, Dayo Israel, at the State House, Abuja, on Saturday, 6th June 2026.

“I was in South Africa, they have over 40k megawatt of electricity and yet people are complaining they have no power when we have just 4k in Nigeria and we’re not complaining. This is the time for us to come out to complain” – Peter Obi

“I was in South Africa, they have over 40k megawatt of electricity and yet people are complaining they have no power when we have just 4k in Nigeria and we’re not complaining. This is the time for us to come out to complain” – Peter Obi

“I was in South Africa, they have over 40k megawatt of electricity and yet people are complaining they have no power when we have just 4k in Nigeria and we’re not complaining. This is the time for us to come out to complain” – Peter Obi

“I was in South Africa, they have over 40k megawatt of electricity and yet people are complaining they have no power when we have just 4k in Nigeria and we’re not complaining. This is the time for us to come out to complain” – Peter Obi

“I was in South Africa, they have over 40k megawatt of electricity and yet people are complaining they have no power when we have just 4k in Nigeria and we’re not complaining. This is the time for us to come out to complain” – Peter Obi

Tomorrow is Children’s Day. But honestly… What exactly are we celebrating? The Nigerian child wakes up in a country where survival has become a curriculum. A country where a child can score 9 A’s and still have no future. Where intelligence is punished by poverty. Where brilliance dies in classrooms without teachers. Where dreams are buried under school fees. Where children read under candles while politicians’ dogs live better than them. Some children trek kilometers to school barefoot. Some sit on broken floors to learn. Some haven’t touched a computer in their lives, yet we expect them to compete globally with children building robots at age 10. Some children are hungry in class. Some are abused at home. Some are already losing hope before adulthood even begins. And the painful part? We have normalized it. We have normalized failure. Normalized mediocrity. Normalized a broken education system. Normalized leaders who send their own children abroad while the children of ordinary Nigerians are trapped in collapsing schools. A country that destroys its education system is not just failing students. It is committing slow suicide. Because every abandoned classroom today becomes insecurity tomorrow. Every child denied quality education today becomes a wounded adult tomorrow. Every broken school today becomes a broken nation tomorrow. I have traveled across Nigeria. I have seen children who are incredibly brilliant. Children who could become world-class scientists, inventors, doctors, engineers, creators. But they were simply born in the wrong environment. That is the tragedy of Nigeria. Not lack of talent. Lack of opportunity. And this is why I fight. Why I speak. Why I refuse to stay silent. Because I believe the Nigerian child deserves more. A child should not need to “know somebody” before succeeding. A child’s future should not depend on whether their parents are rich. A child from Enugu, Kano, Bayelsa, Zamfara, Lagos, Ebonyi, or anywhere in this country should be able to dream again. Real nations are not built in government houses. They are built in classrooms. The greatest investment any country can make is not oil. Not buildings. Not politics. It is children. And until Nigeria treats education like a national emergency, we are only decorating poverty. So tomorrow, while people post happy Children’s Day graphics, I want us to ask ourselves one uncomfortable question: What kind of country are we handing over to these children? Because one day, history will judge this generation. And it will ask us whether we protected the future… or destroyed it. Happy Children’s Day to every Nigerian child still daring to dream inside a system that keeps failing them. Please don’t stop dreaming. Some of us are fighting for you.

Tomorrow is Children’s Day. But honestly… What exactly are we celebrating? The Nigerian child wakes up in a country where survival has become a curriculum. A country where a child can score 9 A’s and still have no future. Where intelligence is punished by poverty. Where brilliance dies in classrooms without teachers. Where dreams are buried under school fees. Where children read under candles while politicians’ dogs live better than them. Some children trek kilometers to school barefoot. Some sit on broken floors to learn. Some haven’t touched a computer in their lives, yet we expect them to compete globally with children building robots at age 10. Some children are hungry in class. Some are abused at home. Some are already losing hope before adulthood even begins. And the painful part? We have normalized it. We have normalized failure. Normalized mediocrity. Normalized a broken education system. Normalized leaders who send their own children abroad while the children of ordinary Nigerians are trapped in collapsing schools. A country that destroys its education system is not just failing students. It is committing slow suicide. Because every abandoned classroom today becomes insecurity tomorrow. Every child denied quality education today becomes a wounded adult tomorrow. Every broken school today becomes a broken nation tomorrow. I have traveled across Nigeria. I have seen children who are incredibly brilliant. Children who could become world-class scientists, inventors, doctors, engineers, creators. But they were simply born in the wrong environment. That is the tragedy of Nigeria. Not lack of talent. Lack of opportunity. And this is why I fight. Why I speak. Why I refuse to stay silent. Because I believe the Nigerian child deserves more. A child should not need to “know somebody” before succeeding. A child’s future should not depend on whether their parents are rich. A child from Enugu, Kano, Bayelsa, Zamfara, Lagos, Ebonyi, or anywhere in this country should be able to dream again. Real nations are not built in government houses. They are built in classrooms. The greatest investment any country can make is not oil. Not buildings. Not politics. It is children. And until Nigeria treats education like a national emergency, we are only decorating poverty. So tomorrow, while people post happy Children’s Day graphics, I want us to ask ourselves one uncomfortable question: What kind of country are we handing over to these children? Because one day, history will judge this generation. And it will ask us whether we protected the future… or destroyed it. Happy Children’s Day to every Nigerian child still daring to dream inside a system that keeps failing them. Please don’t stop dreaming. Some of us are fighting for you.

Tomorrow is Children’s Day. But honestly… What exactly are we celebrating? The Nigerian child wakes up in a country where survival has become a curriculum. A country where a child can score 9 A’s and still have no future. Where intelligence is punished by poverty. Where brilliance dies in classrooms without teachers. Where dreams are buried under school fees. Where children read under candles while politicians’ dogs live better than them. Some children trek kilometers to school barefoot. Some sit on broken floors to learn. Some haven’t touched a computer in their lives, yet we expect them to compete globally with children building robots at age 10. Some children are hungry in class. Some are abused at home. Some are already losing hope before adulthood even begins. And the painful part? We have normalized it. We have normalized failure. Normalized mediocrity. Normalized a broken education system. Normalized leaders who send their own children abroad while the children of ordinary Nigerians are trapped in collapsing schools. A country that destroys its education system is not just failing students. It is committing slow suicide. Because every abandoned classroom today becomes insecurity tomorrow. Every child denied quality education today becomes a wounded adult tomorrow. Every broken school today becomes a broken nation tomorrow. I have traveled across Nigeria. I have seen children who are incredibly brilliant. Children who could become world-class scientists, inventors, doctors, engineers, creators. But they were simply born in the wrong environment. That is the tragedy of Nigeria. Not lack of talent. Lack of opportunity. And this is why I fight. Why I speak. Why I refuse to stay silent. Because I believe the Nigerian child deserves more. A child should not need to “know somebody” before succeeding. A child’s future should not depend on whether their parents are rich. A child from Enugu, Kano, Bayelsa, Zamfara, Lagos, Ebonyi, or anywhere in this country should be able to dream again. Real nations are not built in government houses. They are built in classrooms. The greatest investment any country can make is not oil. Not buildings. Not politics. It is children. And until Nigeria treats education like a national emergency, we are only decorating poverty. So tomorrow, while people post happy Children’s Day graphics, I want us to ask ourselves one uncomfortable question: What kind of country are we handing over to these children? Because one day, history will judge this generation. And it will ask us whether we protected the future… or destroyed it. Happy Children’s Day to every Nigerian child still daring to dream inside a system that keeps failing them. Please don’t stop dreaming. Some of us are fighting for you.

🇬🇧 According to Keir Starmer, this is a far-right extremist His eloquent and clear explanation of why the UK is morally and financially bankrupt is eye-opening This guy's more of a statesman than 99% of MPs

🇬🇧 According to Keir Starmer, this is a far-right extremist His eloquent and clear explanation of why the UK is morally and financially bankrupt is eye-opening This guy's more of a statesman than 99% of MPs