TACHA, ALL TIME BIG BROTHER NIGERIA (BBN) MOST POPULAR HOUSEMATE

The BBN star was born Anita Natasha Anide to a Nigerian father and a Ghanian mother on 23rd December 1995.


She's of the Ijaw, Kalabari tribe of Rivers State.


The 24-year-old self-dubbed Port Harcourt First Daughter is an alumni of Ignatius Ajuru University of Education in Port Harcourt, River State .


There, she was believed to have graduated from with a degree in Linguistic, English.


She became a media sensation with thousands of followers on Instagram and Twitter in 2018.


She came to media limelight after photos of her showing tattoo of the face of DMW Boss' Davido under her breast went viral.


Tacha had fallen in love with the Artiste after his 2011 wonder hit, Dami Duro. She had since then been a religious supporter of the musician.


With the additional rumour of a fake proposal and arranging her own kidnap prior to the 2019 BBN edition, Tacha's popularity grew.


It was no surprise when she was announced as one of the housemates to compete in the BBN #60M cash price.










In the reality TV show, Tacha was the most controversial and easily the favourite to clinch the grand price considering her massive fan base.


She was the noisiest that it became worrisome on her part but despite that, she and her fans under the tag of Titans managed to drag unto the near end amidst fear of her disqualification.


Well, she was shockingly butted off the show on Friday night September 27, 2019 after a spat with co housemates, Mercy the eventual winner of the show.


Her exit automatically swiftly saw Mercy being the favourite as a huge chunk of the show's female fans threw their weight on her in a desperate bid to produce a first time female winner.

A golden opportunity gone, Tacha went home to her business of being a social media influencer.


But a bigger surprise awaited her as she was greeted with massive supports from her die hard fans which included mouthwatering endorsements spreading hands to her from all angle.


House Of Lunettes and Getfit Technology Nigeria grabbed her and it was followed by popular alcoholic brand, Ciroc among many others.


Tee Billz Company also came to her with a managerial deal though the romance didn't last and the duo parted ways amicably.


She launched her SimplyTacha brand, believed to be a combination of beauty products, clothing lines and recently, portable power bank.


Still the same controversial personality, Tacha doesn't shy away from all the things you may not like. From attacking whoever she deem fit to posting semi nude contents to entertain her now millions of fans.


Just like the Honey Badger, Tacha is never one to want to shy away or try to please anybody.


The lusciously beautiful media personality is reported to be worth a little over #100M with a good chunk of that coming from her online business.


Tacha is believed to be dating King Ladi, a character that next to nothing about him is known yet.

MEET BLUE WHALE, THE BIGGEST ANIMAL IN THE WORLD.

Reaching a maximum confirmed length of 29.9 meters (98 feet) and weight of 173 tonnes (190 tons), the Blue Whale is the largest animal known to have ever existed.

The blue whale’s long and slender body can be various shades of grayish-blue dorsally and somewhat lighter underneath.

The blue whale is a marine mammal belonging to the baleen whale suborder of Mysticeti.
Mass: 50,000 – 150,000 kg (Adult)
Gestation period: 10 – 12 months
Lifespan: 80 – 90 years (In the wild)
Class: Mammalia
Order: Cetartiodactyla
Family: Balaenopteridae

There are five subspecies of Blue Whale recognized by the Society for Marine Mammalogy's Committee on Taxonomy:
B. m. musculus in the North Atlantic and North Pacific, B. m. intermedia in the Southern Ocean, B. m. brevicauda (the pygmy blue whale) in the Indian Ocean and South Pacific Ocean, B. m. indica in the Northern Indian Ocean, and B. m. unnamed subspecies. in the waters off Chile.

The blue whale diet consists almost exclusively of euphonious (krill).

They weigh somewhere between 100-150 tons (200,000-300,000 pounds/90,700-136,000 kilograms) as adults.

In comparison, the African bush elephant, the largest living land animal, only weighs 7 tons (14,000 pounds/63,000 kilograms). So an adult blue whale can weigh as much as a mind blowing 14-21 adult African elephants.

The heart only weigh about 400 pounds (181 kilograms).

When a blue whale exhales, the spray from its blowhole shoots nearly 30 feet into the air.

However, despite their large size blue whales do not eat people. Actually they couldn't eat a person no matter how hard they tried to. ... Even if they tried to swallow a human whole they wouldn't be able to fit a person down their throat.

Blue whales won't even attempt to eat small marine mammals let alone a human. They only live on those little kills.

Female blue whales give birth to a single calf every 2-3 years. Calves weigh as much as 3 tons (6,000 pounds/2721 kilograms) when they’re born.

On average, they’re between 23 and 25 feet (7-7.6 meters) long.

Baby blue whale calves are the biggest babies in the world.

They are as large as an adult orca when they are born.

Calves outweigh the average American car by over 2,000 pounds and are as long as an ambulance.

Amazingly, they gain about 250 pounds (115 kilograms) a day while they’re nursing. That’s the equivalent of adding adding the mass of a large adult man, someone the size of Anthony Joshua or Gentle Jack, to their weight every day.

Interestingly, these gentle giants are debated as the loudest animals on earth. They can produce sounds that are over 188 decibels.

To put that in perspective, jet engines only produce sounds up to 150 decibels.

188 decibels at close range is more than enough to burst your eardrums.

In term of speed, Blue Whales can get up to about 31 miles per hour (50 kilometers per hour), which is pretty respectable.

Their normal traveling speed is somewhere around 12 miles per hour (20 kilometers) and they slow down to about 5 miles per hour (8 kilometer

s per hour) if they’re feeding.

Blue whales have few predators but are known to fall victim to attacks by sharks and killer whales, and many are injured or die each year from impacts with large ships.

THE WORLD WATCHED WHILE I DIE... (A TRIBUTE TO GEORGE FLOYD)

THE WORLD WAS WATCHING WHILE I DIE...




As he rose from his bed that day,

It was just another day for him

Another opportunity to stare at the blue sky,
Laugh at the sun and let his feet kiss the ground again
It was just another opportunity for him to smile at the world,
roll with his friends and embrace what the day brings.

What is life to him?
He'd heard it's like a diminishing shadow with waning lights that could fizzle out in seconds.

He loved his mama
And his papa knew he was his hero
And if there was a Mrs. Right, he is hers for life.

His life has been a whirlwind
In a part of the world where he believed he belonged
He's emptied his sweat here,
in dedicated service to his acclaimed motherland
If only he could earn his crumb
Shall he head home smiling to heaven.

Lying on his bed
He would stare out through the window
And watch a thousand stars dance round the moon.

He has seen beauty
Like those moonlit nights under a tree
Songs of the birds spicing the night
While the trees danced a romance.

He liked to watch the flower blossom
Watch the stream sail
Watch the cloud drop tears of raindrop
He liked the sound it made on the roof
And how it felt on his body
As he walked through the street by noon.

But that morning,
As he sat in his car
He felt a real pang of fright
He's always heard of a dead-end
Could this be it for him?

They called him a suspect
What does it mean in this part of the world?
He'd willingly hand himself over
if that means a chance to talk with mama again.

As they approached,
Four hefty man, armed to the teeth
Their face a mask of horror,
More fear crept into him
and left him whitewashed with hopelessness.

The sky turned black
And the singing of the birds evaded his eardrum
He's known pain but here's him pinned to the ground
Hands in locks,
Four foot on his back,
a foot on his neck sniffling dear life out of him.

'I can't breath'
But not even his cries is enough to arouse a tiny sympathy from these humans.

We are brothers aren't we?
He'd been told we all bleed red
Are of the same mother earth
Are one big family
But what brothers subject brothers to this kind of confusion, pain, tortour with an intention to send him to the great beyond?

His offense, what is it?
Even if there's one, is this how to pay for it?
Pinned to the ground by those who have sworn to protect you,
Humiliated before the glare of the world and your tears called a joke?

Tears you couldn't even shed anymore
Because your lungs has failed you and air has eluded you
You see your life leaving you-
dumping you to the brutal fate of painful death.

The sun that you loved so much,
Now a dark ball of gloom
Your eyes are gone
Like withered leaves of a tree
But before you die,
You want the world to know you can't breath
You want the world to know you're thirsty.

No! The world is not short of water,
but the humans he called brothers.
Have denied him this free gift of nature

Now you know why...
But you forgot that before you were born,
You were already guilty
Because you will come coloured BLACK!

And whatever happened,
The world watched till you died.

#JusticeforFloyd

THE PROMISE

I lit the cooker and sat the pot on the fire. I poured in the rice and set to do the dishes. I was battling with the dish and sink when my 7-year old niece rushed into the room.

“Your baby want to die!' She said breathlessly.

“What?” I asked.

“She want to die...” She threw in a cryptic reply and she was gone.

I darted out of the kitchen and went after her. We bustled out of the house with great alarm.

My name is Enwerem Chukwuka from Isuikwuato Abia State state. The place was Ikorodu Lagos and it was on February seventeenth, 2016. It was a day I still wish never came.

I’d just come to Lagos earlier the previous year. I met this baby whom belonged to one of our tenants. I nicknamed her ‘My Baby’ because I didn’t really know her name. Well, the name stuck.

She was two and as lively as a vegetable garden on a sunny March morning. A full fluffy cheek with two firm dimples graced her oval-shaped face. Her skin was as light complexioned as a well ripened paw paw while her hair cascaded down her shoulders like ripples. Her eyes were as dreamy as one of those Oresegun Olumide’s artworks. Her skin glowed with a touch of glass undertones- glassy not fragile and her laughter was like a string of romance heard under the udara tree on a moonlit night.

It was as if our meeting was written in the sky so clear that everything just balanced right between us with little or no effort. Within a short time, we were strolling hand in hand touring round the neighborhood under refreshing evenings, savouring the gently, caressing air of Ikorodu. Ikorodu smelled of nature, of freshness and life. A break fr the real madness Lagos represent.

She was like the beautiful rose that perfected my garden whose innocent smile sat engraved in my mind, helping me bear any misfortune. An angel among human whose mere thought of made my every night short.

She’d wake up every morning and race straight to our apartment. She’d bang on our door in greetings. She had nothing to say, but to let me know she’s up and running for the day. Once I was free for the day, we’d have all the time in the world to spend together.
She was a fun fellow whom you wake up every day hoping to hear her laugh, see her smiles and watch her grace the neighborhood with her lively charisma.

One of my favourite memory of her was watching her join everybody else and try to correctly pronounce ‘uncle Henry’ I waited patiently for the day she would be able to say it correctly.

I knew she had a lot to tell me. I knew she had a lot to ask me. I knew there was much more we had in stock for the future and I waited eagerly on that future with the minutest excitement. Until that fateful February 17th…

As I and my niece arrived at their apartment, I was greeted with one of the most overpowering sights ever; my baby lying helplessly in her grandmother’s arms. In those excruciating minutes, I knew pain. I’ve never felt so helpless in my life that I was ready to scale any mountain to make her survive. But it was hopeless. I prayed to God to restore her health and wondered where my prayers went.

I could see it in her eyes, the last-minute blinks that would close a gate to a once lively soul.
The last gaze she gave me, a weary tired look that carried so much promise and regret with it was a sight I could never forget. In her pain, she was still trying to pronounce ‘uncle Henry’ correctly. And I knew if she could, she’d have done anything to live. I refuse to watch her breath her last so l left. I Left with all the good memories of her. With the new pain swelling within me and raging with helpless abandon.

Sleeping became a big deal with her face rippling before me with each shut of an eye and blink of the eyelids. I saw her smile, the last pain she bored on her face and the melodious cracker of her tiny voice reverberating in my head. It was a mixture of torture and sweet sweet memories.

The regret of my inability to lift a finger of help to her while she was alive and the guilt of having to live through more phase of life without her was overpoweringly weighty.

“She died,” her mother told me later with her eyes soaked in hot tears, “your baby is dead."
I sought for the best words of consolation for this young mother who had lost more than me, but I found none. But even if I had found the right words, I couldn’t have trusted my ability to say them for my strength too had failed me.
All I remember telling her was, “let me know when she returns." She didn’t ask questions and shortly afterward they moved out.

February 2017 I was in the kitchen again when my niece now aged eight rushed in to announce that my baby’s mother was back. I stepped out to see her carrying a two-month-old baby. When the baby saw me, she opened her arms invitingly and gave me that peculiar look of trust. She was my baby’s carbon copy alright and the way she held to my finger came with the old touch.
I had no question, I had no doubt. All that mattered to me was that my baby is back. I could feel it and she was there staring right at me. I knew my baby’s promise has been kept and I knew she had returned. This time, healthier and more determined to live. Like a dream come true, a promise fulfilled.