Amel Larrieux : No One Else


Swift as a wind song
You sang the music of an honest bird
I waited for some contradiction
But truth was ringing in your every word

And every moment since then
The one thing I can tell
Is that I belong with you
And no one else

Lay down those heavy burdens
On the banks of this river deep
Know that every piece of your past
Is always some place safe with me

And there's no room for judgment
I want you as yourself
Cuz' I belong with you
And no one else

We have both been broken
Bent into painful shapes
We almost let those old fears
Carry over and get in our way
Every struggle just makes our love get stronger
Than it was yesterday

So here we are now
Ain't it lucky we survived it all
Searching for self in separate rivers
Ending up in the same waterfall

And when we're gray and wiser
The story I will tell
Is that I belonged with you
And no one, no one else

I belonged with you
And no one else

I belonged with you
And no one else


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSw6NT76n1c

Psheeewww! Relief, Thank God!, The name, Enioluwanimi, will surely haunt Victoria and her accomplices.

@ LaNiger, Bintab & pslm 23

Thank you all. For the time you took to follow up my case actively and passively. God bless you all. Everyone of you. God knows where the shoe pinches. I pray that HE comforts and keeps you all.

@LaNiger & pslm 23, I'll keep in touch

To everyone who contributed to my life:

By the special grace of God, I hope to do you all proud and never make you all regret your compassion towards me. I hope to do my own part at redeeming the image of Nigeria, for generations yet unborn and giving back to my community. I hope to take full advantage positively of the social and educational opportunities here in the US.

@ PatKing

Thanks for your concern. Yes, I now have my SSN. I am gradually adapting to the weather, food and culture shock. I'll appreciate any job leads from you.

FORTUNE - A luxury suite at the W Hotel in Dallas is as good a place as any to conquer the world. At least it seemed that way in 2007 when Tobechi Onwuhara got the crew together. They'd meet there often, seven or eight of them. Some had nicknames from the Ian Fleming lexicon: C, Q, and E. Others were called Mookie, Orji, Uche. They would spread out on designer sofas and at the wet bar, open three-ring binders, and fire up laptops with hard-to-trace wireless cards. On a nearby table there'd be prepaid cellphones with area codes taped to them. A phone for Southern California. A phone for Northern Virginia. A phone for any place Onwuhara had found the "good money."

In those days, the good money wasn't hard to find. The housing boom had flooded the country with capital. Lenders were making promiscuous loans to unsophisticated borrowers. It was an ideal environment for Onwuhara, 27, a brilliant, pug-faced visionary who favored True Religion jeans and Ed Hardy shirts. Looking out over the neon skyline of downtown Dallas, it was easy for the crew to believe his assurances: He'd make them rich. When the sun glinted off one of his $100,000 diamond-encrusted Audemars Piguet watches, who could doubt it? Every few months he would buy a new Maserati or Bentley. He owned expensive properties in Miami, Dallas, and Phoenix. He even had a secret love condo in the W, where scantily clad women visited in such numbers that one bellhop became convinced that the first-generation Nigerian-American was a porn director.

The truth was very different. In his ancestral homeland, Onwuhara might have been a chief. In America he became one of the world's most successful cyberscammers, a criminal genius who used his talents to filet a poorly regulated banking and credit system. In less than three years Onwuhara stole a confirmed $44 million, according to the FBI, which believes the total may be anywhere from $80 million to $100 million. All he needed was an Internet connection and a cellphone.

Onwuhara called it "washing." He'd set up a boiler room in a fancy hotel (the Waldorf-Astoria was another favorite) to wash information on wealthy victims. Then he'd wash bank accounts. One group in his crew would do online research using databases and websites to harvest names, dates of birth, and mortgage information. They'd build profiles of victims for a second group, who would call banks posing as account holders. The callers cadged security information and passwords. Then Onwuhara would breach the accounts and wire funds from them to a network of money mules he had established in Asia. The money would be laundered and wired back to his accounts in the U.S.

"I call it modern-day bank robbery," says FBI special agent Michael Nail. "You can sit at home in your PJs and slippers with a laptop, and you can actually rob a bank."

Onwuhara specialized in hitting home equity lines of credit (HELOCs), the reservoirs of cash that banks make available to homeowners. Once Onwuhara gained access to a HELOC, he could siphon out vast sums in seconds. His weapon was persuasion. It got him enough money to start building a colonnaded fortress in Nigeria; enough to gamble at the high-stakes tables in Vegas casinos all night. Even his accomplices appear not to have known how much he was really pulling down -- not even his beautiful fiancée, Precious Matthews.

"He was playing all of us," says Paula Gipson, a member of the crew. "The banks, us, Precious, everybody." Conversations with Gipson and other Onwuhara associates, interviews with his family and with investigators, and hundreds of pages of court documents reveal a digital scavenger of extraordinary creativity and guile. Onwuhara orchestrated his swindles using information about homeowners that is widely available online. In fragments, this information is innocuous. When assembled properly, it can be used like an electronic skeleton key to get into almost any credit account. Onwuhara needed only a few short years to rack up an illicit fortune. And he's still at large.

The son of an entrepreneur

The state of Abia in Nigeria stretches from the plains in the north to the riverine flats in the south and resembles, on a map, a giraffe's head. It is a swath of farmland filled with yam fields, cashew orchards, and the sorrowful memories of the Igbo people. The Igbo are Christian, but they jokingly call themselves "black Jews" because so many leave home to establish themselves in business. Abia is their heartland. In the late 1960s it was part of Biafra, a secessionist state with the misfortune of sitting atop vast oil deposits. When the Nigerian civil war erupted, more than a million Biafrans were killed or starved to death. Onwuhara's parents survived.

His father, Doris, was an entrepreneur, one of the first people in Nigeria to import satellite TVs. He built the first major hotel in Abia's capital, Umuahia. Visitors came from miles away to dance in the hotel's nightclub. As Umuahia expanded and land values appreciated, so did Doris's influence. He moved into politics, held office, and managed a successful campaign for a governor of Abia.

Onwuhara's mother, Katherine, was equally accomplished. A lawyer and literary critic, she served as chairwoman of Abia's board of education. The four daughters she had with Doris would go on to be nurses and ministers. But her fifth child, her only son, would be different. He would be American. Katherine was five months pregnant with Tobechi when she left Nigeria to attend school in Houston. "Tobe" was born there in 1979.

Katherine returned to Nigeria when Tobe was still a boy, leaving him with an uncle in Houston. She thought the tight-knit diaspora would look after him. But once Tobe reached his teenage years he started skipping school and getting into trouble. The family shipped him back to Nigeria at age 15 and enrolled him in a boarding school run by the Marist Brothers, a Catholic order known for educational discipline. Onwuhara graduated and enrolled in medical school at Abia State University. He was by all accounts an exceptionally clever, shy boy who spoke infrequently but eloquently. He longed to return to the U.S.

In 1999, Onwuhara moved back to Texas. He rented an apartment in Dallas and took classes at Brookhaven College. He found a job as a loan officer at Capital One (COF, Fortune 500). He learned how banks worked from the inside, studying documents and procedures. (Capital One declines to discuss Onwuhara.) Then he turned to crime. With the help of a friend who had connections at Discover Financial Services (DFS, Fortune 500), Onwuhara cooked up driver's licenses and credit cards under the names of real customers, according to court documents. He bought electronics at CompUSA. He hit up restaurants and clubs. That was how he met Precious Matthews, a pretty Baylor student majoring in speech communication. Matthews worked as a waitress; Onwuhara was a regular, flirtatious customer. When Precious warned him the establishment was suspicious of his transactions, Onwuhara was smitten. The two started dating and were soon engaged.

In 2002, Onwuhara was arrested three times in Texas for credit card fraud. The police raided his apartment and found incriminating evidence. Onwuhara had mastered some techniques of identity theft and stolen more than $100,000 with an accomplice, according to a statement he gave to the authorities, but he was still a fledgling criminal making silly mistakes. Chief among them was going into a store or a bank in person to commit fraud. He would learn later to distance himself from a crime and leave few traces of his involvement. But not yet.

When the heat in Texas got too great, Onwuhara left for Seattle to meet Abel Nnabue, a Nigerian friend known as "Q." On Dec. 12, 2002, the two men drove to a bank in Lynwood, Wash., their wallets packed with fake IDs and unauthorized credit cards. Nnabue waited in their gold Plymouth Neon rental car while Onwuhara entered the bank to try for a $5,000 cash advance. When the bank called the police, Onwuhara bolted outside and into the Neon, just as a cruiser arrived. Nnabue sped away on wet streets, gunning the Neon through stop signs. Two more cop cars joined the chase; Onwuhara threw his wallet out the window. The police cornered the men in the parking lot of a Korean church. Onwuhara fled on foot, and a K-9 unit found him hiding in a pond. In May 2003 he was sentenced to 12 months in prison.

"I'm deeply and sincerely sorry," he told a federal judge. "You'll never again see me in any kind of trouble with the law or hear anything negative about me from this day forward."

By the time Onwuhara got out of prison, the housing market was bubbling.

"He made it thunderstorm."

The Dallas Gentlemen's Club is one of Texas's bawdiest fleshpots, a highway-side warehouse of grinding booty and slack-jawed marks. The club attracts big spenders -- athletes, rap stars -- but Onwuhara made them look like flunkies. When he walked in, the strippers would beeline for him, their cellphones lighting up as they called their off-duty friends: "Get over here! T just showed up!" They knew what to expect -- $650 bottles of Cristal, $2,000 stacks of ones for his entourage, $50,000 in a briefcase he'd empty out. During a single song, he'd drop so much money the girls needed two more songs to scoop all the bills off the floor. He'd repeat this performance several times a week.

"He didn't just make it rain," one dancer would later tell the authorities. "He made it thunderstorm."

At the end of the night, Onwuhara liked to idle outside the club in his $300,000 Rolls-Royce Phantom waiting for the girls to exit, according to interviews with FBI investigators. When he saw one he liked, he'd simply point. She was coming back to the W. If women were his weakness, strippers were his vice. But Precious would eventually find out. Still engaged, she and Onwuhara had moved in together.

The studious, soft-spoken Tobe had disappeared. Onwuhara, now known as "T," was the owner of S.W.A.T. Up Entertainment, a rap label; a deluxe apartment in Dallas and a mansion in Miramar, Fla.; and a diamond chain the size of a tow rope that he wore around his neck. Dangling at the end of the chain was a grinning mini-T clutching sacks of money like a cartoon bank robber, which is what Onwuhara increasingly resembled.

In hindsight, it seems obvious that a savvy cybercriminal would target HELOCs. From 1998 to 2007, the percentage of homeowners with HELOCs jumped from 10.6% to 18.4%. Credit balances soared. All the information a scammer needed was available online. The trick was cobbling it together. Onwuhara taught himself how.

Using ListSource, a direct-marketing company, he'd collect mortgage information on married couples with million-dollar homes. They qualified for high HELOCs. He'd find lease or loan papers through public databases and pay sites, then use Photoshop to grab homeowners' signatures off documents. Next, he'd build a profile of the victim by paying for a background search through skip-tracing sites. That would give him birth dates, Social Security numbers, names of relatives, previous addresses, employment histories, and more. To get a mother's maiden name he would use Ancestry.com.

Profile in hand, he would run a credit check on victims through annualcreditreport.com, a website set up by the big three credit-reporting agencies. Onwuhara had discovered a flaw in the Experian portion of the site, which screened users with a personalized security question and several multiple-choice answers. Users had to click on the correct answer to proceed. But when Onwuhara refreshed his browser, he found that the site replaced certain answers with new ones. Clearly, these were red herrings. Onwuhara knew the correct answer to the security question would appear persistently on screen as he refreshed. Enough refreshing would eventually reveal the true answer and allow Onwuhara to access reports. (A spokesman for Experian says that the company is cooperating with law enforcement authorities and that "since this case we have refined our security protocol." The reports provided Onwuhara with details about the victim's HELOC. He preferred credit union HELOCs: They were soft targets.

At this point artistry came into play. Onwuhara used a phone service called SpoofCard to make any number he wanted appear in a caller ID. This was key to his scam. With SpoofCard, Onwuhara could fool financial institutions into thinking his call originated from the victim's phone. Onwuhara knew the system. He knew the questions he'd get. Usually he had the answers, along with account numbers, balances, and passwords. Altering his gravelly voice like a professional actor, he could switch ethnicity, age, and accent on a whim. A customer service rep was easy prey.

Once in, Onwuhara would wire HELOC money out of the country. Financial institutions faxed wire transfer requests to his e-fax account, which converted faxes to e-mails. After attaching Photoshopped signatures and phony headers, he would send the forms back. The money would be wired to banks in Asia where mules that Onwuhara had recruited would withdraw the money, take a cut, and redeposit the funds into other accounts or with hawalas, informal money brokers who ask few questions.

Finally, the money would be wired back to the U.S. into accounts Onwuhara controlled. At one point he received a 40-million-euro transfer. He would further launder the money by depositing it in casinos and cashing out in checks days later. He would also buy ultra-expensive luxury cars, drive them for a few months, then ship them to Nigeria, where they would be resold at a steep markup. Onwuhara was clearing about $7 million every two weeks, according to the FBI.
The mastermind shared few details of the scam, even with his inner circle. Precious Matthews and Paula Gipson knew the most, mainly because Onwuhara couldn't impersonate women on the phone. He needed them to pose as female account holders and had to give them more information. Nnabue gathered mortgage information and loan documents. Ezenwa ("E" Onyedebelu, a promising young student from Dallas whom Onwuhara had tapped as his protégé, laundered money. Henry Obilo, a hulking pre-med student who doubled as Onwuhara's bodyguard, specialized in Bank of America (BAC, Fortune 500) information.

Onwuhara doled out profits according to a person's role. Callers received more than researchers, and members of the crew competed to work the phones. If they weren't slick enough, Onwuhara bumped them back to online scutwork. All the money, all the information, ran through him. He never stored sensitive data on his computer, keeping it instead on a flash drive he could easily destroy. But no matter the precautions he took to cover his tracks, something was bound to go awry. Sometimes you just hit the wrong man.

The net tightens

On Dec. 8, 2007, Robert "Duke" Short sat down in front of his PC. It was around 10 a.m., a few hours before Short was to take his wife to their regular weekend lunch near their home in Alexandria, Va. Short wanted to check his accounts at the U.S. Senate Federal Credit Union. A former U.S. Treasury agent, Short arrived in D.C. from South Carolina as the Treasury Department's national chief of investigations. He got into politics and became Strom Thurmond's chief of staff. He spent 30 years on Capitol Hill. He was, in other words, the wrong man to hit.

That morning, Short couldn't log into his account. His password had been changed, and the credit union was closed. Short called in on Monday. When he accessed his account, he saw that $280,000 was missing, most of it from his high-limit HELOC account.

"They said this money was transferred to Korea," he recalls. "They said, 'Are you sure you didn't do that?' I said, 'Listen, if that amount of money was transferred to Korea, I would know.'"

The credit union would protect Short from any losses -- in fact, almost all of Onwuhara's victims eventually had their monetary losses covered by their financial institutions, although they still had to cope with the shock of identity theft and ruined credit ratings.

Short called the Alexandria police department, the Secret Service, and the FBI. Within days an investigation was underway.

The investigators' first clue came from the IP addresses used to log in to Short's account. The FBI determined that someone had called the credit union to reset Short's password, sounding like an older white man. The caller claimed that the auto login to his account had vanished after his son had set up a new computer for him. He was convincing. But after the password was reset, the caller logged in to Short's account while still on the phone. The FBI now had a precise IP address to track. It belonged to a Verizon Wireless Internet card registered to a fictitious name and a real address in Miramar, Fla., just a few doors down from Onwuhara's mansion, a fact the FBI would discover later.

Onwuhara bought wireless Internet service with prepaid debit cards, making him virtually untraceable. But he still had to go to a Verizon (VZ, Fortune 500) store to make purchases. Two deposits had been made to the Verizon account tied to the Short crime. Both occurred in Plano, Texas. When investigators pulled security video from the store, they saw three men at a kiosk. One was wearing an Ed Hardy hoodie covered in rhinestone skulls. Investigators began looking for names.

They knew their thief had intercepted a call from the credit union to Short to confirm the wire transfer. Onwuhara had duped Short's phone company into remotely forwarding calls to Onwuhara's cell, a tactic he used often. But it backfired when investigators obtained a list of phones to which customers' home numbers were being forwarded. On the list, they found numerous prepaid phone numbers. Calls were being made from these numbers to banks across the country and to 1-800 numbers belonging to SpoofCard. These were the scammers' virtual fingerprints.

An FBI search warrant produced 1,500 recorded calls connected to the suspicious SpoofCard accounts. (SpoofCard says that it doesn't routinely record calls made over its system, but that callers may opt to do so.) The tapes were a jackpot for investigators. "There were so many different voices," says FBI special agent Hadley Etienne. "They all knew what to say. They all had it down."

For months investigators listened to the tapes, hoping for a break. "You know how it is when you're reading a good book and you're just reading and reading and reading," says Michael Nail, the lead FBI investigator. "It was like that. I was at home one weekend listening to calls. And this one call came up."

In it, Onwuhara does a pitch-perfect impersonation of a middle-aged white doctor calling in a prescription to a CVS (CVS, Fortune 500) pharmacy. The prescription was for Valtrex, a herpes medication. The patient was Tobe Onwuhara. At last, investigators had a name. They pulled a Texas DMV photo of Onwuhara. It matched the image of the man in the hoodie from the Verizon video. Their quarry was in reach, but they needed more evidence.

In April 2008, agents detained Onwuhara, Nnabue, Matthews, and Obilo at J.F.K. International Airport in New York. The group was flying home after a vacation in Nigeria. They had stayed at the Ritz in London during their stopover. Onwuhara had even brought his diamond chain. Investigators told the scammers they were being stopped as part of a routine travel check. Their real purpose was to confirm the voices and nicknames they'd heard on the tapes and the phone numbers used in the calls. Now they would begin to monitor Onwuhara's phone and station cars in the street outside his Miramar mansion to conduct surveillance.

The crew starts to unravel


If the airport stop rattled Onwuhara, he didn't show it. He still ate fish and rice at Pappadeaux's in Dallas. He still threw parties at the chic Ghost Bar on the roof of the W. But nerves were fraying within his crew, according to Paula Gipson. Nnabue complained about his pay. Gipson agonized over her crimes yet justified them by saying she was only hurting the banks. Matthews spiraled into a depression. She enjoyed the finer things Onwuhara provided her -- shopping sprees at high-end stores, weekends in the best hotels, a house with a new pool -- but their relationship had grown combustible. She and Onwuhara fought. After one argument he stormed through the Miramar house and smashed the screens of the plasma TVs.

It was around this time that Onwuhara grew suspicious that law enforcement might be on to him. FBI agents had placed both a pen register and a trap-and-trace device on his phone, which let them record all outgoing and incoming numbers. Onwuhara somehow found out. When he called Cingular/AT&T (T, Fortune 500), his cellphone carrier, the company "accidentally" revealed the name and number of the FBI technician tracking him, according to an FBI affidavit in support of a criminal complaint. But people who know Onwuhara don't think it was an accident.

"He has a way of getting people to tell him everything," Gipson says.

On July 30, 2008, he destroyed his cell and switched to another phone the FBI wasn't monitoring. The FBI didn't know where he'd gone. Was he making an escape? Emergency arrest warrants were obtained. Two days later, on a perfect South Florida night, the agents watching Onwuhara's house noticed a commotion. Matthews ran outside, followed by a familiar-looking man. Matthews sped away in her Acura. The man followed in a black BMW X6 registered to Onwuhara. The agents gave chase as the cars rocketed down the highway at more than 100 mph.

"I got some calls," Nail says. "They were like, 'Hey, they're speeding. Should we stop them now?'"

Nail consulted Etienne and the assistant U.S. attorney on the case. They decided to make the arrest. The agents on the ground followed the speeding cars to the Hard Rock Casino in Fort Lauderdale. The Acura and the BMW screeched to a halt at the curb in front of the casino. The drivers rushed inside, where local police detained them. The man from the BMW wasn't Onwuhara but rather his protégé, Ezenwa Onyedebelu. In the seconds before the FBI arrived with handcuffs to make the arrest, Matthews whipped out her cellphone and fired off a text: "Leave now. They got us."
Somewhere inside the Hard Rock, maybe at one of his beloved craps tables, one of the greatest cyberscammers in history looked up from his phone, calmly headed for a back door, and hailed a cab. Then he melted into the night. He hasn't been seen since.

Floating between worlds


"I was taught by my dad not to be a follower," Onwuhara once said.

He is following his own treacherous path now, one that few have charted. A most-wanted fugitive, he has a $25,000 bounty on his head. Almost all of Onwuhara's co-conspirators were indicted and pleaded guilty. Precious Matthews was sentenced to 51 months in prison. Daniel "Orji" Orjinta got 42 months. Abel Nnabue had his sentence reduced to 27 months after cooperating with prosecutors. Paula Gipson and Ezenwa Onyedebelu helped prosecutors and had their sentences reduced to 15 months and 14 months, respectively. Only Henry Obilo pleaded not guilty. He was sentenced to 88 months in prison.

As for Onwuhara, the FBI claims to have no clue where he is. One accomplice swears he's still in America. Maybe he's floating between worlds in cyberspace, probing for new cracks in new systems. "The boy is an enigma," says one of his sisters. "What can I tell you?"

By Luke O'Brien
Culled from CNN.
http://money.cnn.com/2011/01/24/real_estate/onwuhara_home_equity_fraud_full.fortune/index.htm

God be praised! His mercies endureth forever more.

Jesus was a Carpenter, skilled in carpentry and FULLY employed in HIS FATHER's (JEHOVAH) Work

Peter was a Fisherman, skilled fisherman, employed as a disciple of Jesus

John the son of Zebedee was a Fisherman, ^^^^^^^

James the son of Zebedee was a Fisherman, ^^^^^^^

Andrew was also a Fisherman, ^^^^^^^

Matthew was a Tax Collector,

Paul(Saul) was a Tent Maker, He still made tents to help fund his journeys and work

The word Christianity(christ-like) was coined from the name CHRIST. I have read and digested the bible, (scratching my head in a confused manner), honestly didn't see where Jesus or Matthew, or, or, or,  Paul paid tithes.

I only recollect Jesus telling us to love our neighbors as our selves(The Ultimate Law) and practice the Last Supper in HIS remembrance.

@ goldplated  , (picks up shoes and runs for dear life)

A picture began circulating in November. It should be "The Picture of the Year," or perhaps, "Picture of the Decade." It won't be. In fact, unless you obtained a copy of the U.S. paper which published it, you probably would never have seen it.

The picture is that of a 21-week-old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being operated on by surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother's womb. Little Samuel's mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. She knew of Dr. Bruner's remarkable surgical procedure. Practicing at Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville, he performs these special operations while the baby is still in the womb.

During the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C-section and makes a small incision to operate on the baby. As Dr. Bruner completed the surgery on Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon's finger. Dr. Bruner was reported as saying that when his finger was grasped, it was the most emotional moment of his life, and that for an instant during the procedure he was just frozen, totally immobile.

The photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors titled the picture, "Hand of Hope." The text explaining the picture begins, "The tiny hand of 21-week-old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas emerges from the mother's uterus to grasp the finger of Dr. Joseph Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life."

Little Samuel's mother said they "wept for days" when they saw the picture. She said, "The photo reminds us pregnancy isn't about disability or an illness, it's about a little person" Samuel was born in perfect health, the operation 100 percent successful. Now see the actual picture, and it is awesome, incredible and emotional.

ibis:

@ all, where is mafe now?

mafe any updates?

Thank you for looking out for me Ibis. By the special grace of GOD, I am presently in Washington, DC. To GOD be the glory. And to all of you (silent readers, constructive critics and my GOD sent Angels) I appreciate you all. JEHOVAH knows where the shoe pinches in your lives. May HE comfort and keep all of you, for years and years and years to come, in sound health,divine provision,divine guidance and unmerited favour

@ Zubeyr

Thanks for your e-mail. I replied you already. Please do check your inbox for the latest I sent to you last week

Hi humanitty,

Remember me, Mafe from the travel section: i will give you $100 get other 11 Nigerians to make it up. good luck

Thanks for your concern. I just want you to know that I am presently in Washington DC now. I thank GOD for the touch of his finger in my life. I wouldn't know if your offer of assistance is still open. I'll be needing some funds to keep me on my feet, particularly towards Zubeyr's offer of a job(as regards accomodation) in New York City. Presently, I use the internet connection at the Martin Luther King Public Library DC. You can reach me via my e-mail: aiyesweet@gmail.com.

Thank you

@ Zubeyr

Thank you for your reply.

This is my e-mail address: aiyesweet@gmail.com

@Humanitty

Thank you for your kind gesture. May GOD Bless you

zubeyr:

@ Mafe Hope everything going well for you and Yes my offer still on May Almighty God help us to be working on the front lines of human need

@ Zubeyr: Thank you for your reply. May I have your e-mail please?

Hi Zubeyr,

Barka De Sallah.

This is mafe23 from the travel section as regards your Quote on November 07, 2010, 10:26 AM

Mafe your story I think is genuine I will be glad to help you out with an offer if you are interested Good luck

I replied your post thrice.I didn't get any reply yet.Is the offer still open?

zubeyr:

Mafe your story I think is genuine I will be glad to offer you a Job in N Y City if you are interested Good luck

I still haven't heard anything from you as regards your kind offer.

@ Zubeyr

Actually Lacrissa beat me to the same question.

@JeSoul

I sent an urgent e-mail to you. Please reply soonest. Thanks

@JeSoul

I just read the mail you sent.

I just sent an e-mail to her.

I'll keep your posted on further developments.

Thank you.

@JeSoul

I just read your last post once again.

@Zubeyr

Thank you very much for your kind offer.May God reward you all and touch your lives where the shoe pinches.

@ JeSoul

I can describe the way I feel inside my soul. My eyes are glistening with tears. Indeed the patient dog eats the fattest bone.

You know, I am still the son of an immigrant to the US, that's how they'll address me.
So,I have the responsibility of joining other sons and daughters of Nigeria to make the name of Nigeria Great again.Nigeria flows in my veins.I can't escape it.I surely have my own account to give to GOD Almighty. By God's Special Grace,I SHALL not do anything to tarnish your and our collective image as a people.


Thank you so much for your warmth and love. I'll always remember all of you and your bloodlines for this great act of kindness.

May GOD bless you all.

@ JeSoul

I haven't heard from you for a while.I hope all is well. I sent a message to your e-mail address.

Thanks to GOD and tsmith,I will be leaving for the States on December 1st.The destination is for Washington DC.

Concerning the personal message you sent to me,you think you could help me with temporary accomodation in Washington DC. I am still searching for one @ Hospitalityclub.org and Couchsurfing.org.

Thanks as always.

David

@ GideonG

Thanks for your thots. I know for sure that there is "always a silver lining in the midst of any storm"

In this life, you can't just afford to quit. I have the Nigerian(Never Say Die Hustler Spirit) to thank for that.

Actually 3 people: Busy_body, tsmith and JeSoul kept me going. God bless them all. God bless you too

@ JeSoul

Thank you so much. I just checked my inbox here. I just forwarded an ID of myself to your e-mail. I would want you to do a follow up of it from The US Department Of State.

Did you read the next post by tsmith. Gosh! I am so excited

@tsmith

Greatest UNADITE!

I am glad to know that you are also a graduate of this great institution. Yes, UNADITEs are doing great things and moving things. It used to be called "OROKULAND" from Town to Iworoko land. Then it became "UNIHARD", University of Hard Knocks.Now,everything has changed. Thanks to the UNAD VC Prof. Dipo Kolawole.

I am so excited by your offer. May Jehovah replenish you.I have sent my mobile number to your e-mail. Thanks

@LoveKing

I hope to pay back by applying for a low interest credit card, Simmons First Visa Platinum with my Social Security Number which has never been used and thus sort of qualifies me for a Good/Excellent credit rating. I WILL effect payment of the loan from the use of the credit card.

You can read up more about this on: http://credit.about.com/od/creditcardreviews/fr/Simmons-First-National-Bank-Visa-Platinum-Card-Review.htm

I also hope to get a job in states such as Virginia,Washington DC,North Carolina and Colorado.I found out online that you could still get a job in this states

@ saridon_p

YES! Nigerians are very nice people. Someone very kindhearted responded to my cry and made an impact on my soul. Dee,I can't thank you enough for sending some amount of money while also corresponding with me via phone.If not for your wish for anonymity,I would have gladly written the initials of your name. Thank you so so much.May GOD replenish you.

@ saridon_p

I am not a lazy person. If you know of anyone who passed through the University Of Ado-Ekiti between the years 2000 and 2009,asked them of how it was like. We were trained to be hardworking,intelligent (just like you said) and tough. Don't know if that tradition is still there.If you have a job to assist a brother with(got no sure connections of my own,you sort of need it in Nigeria),I'll be so greatful to work my way back to the States.

@ Jesoul

Are you my anonymous helper, I haven't heard from you for sometime now

@ JeSoul

Could you post your e-mail address. I would like to forward a scanned copy of my international passport.

@ Tpiah

I am still single. It's kind of hard for a young dude to hook up with a lady in this economic ravaged Nigeria.

My Church members, that is another story on its own

@ JeSoul

Thanks for your concern and help. May Jehovah GOD repay your kindness.

David

@ Jesoul

I appreciate your vote of confidence. Thank you.

I will like to offer any kind of LEGAL service (that doesn't get me into trouble with the law).

I don't really have one in mind. That is why I came to this forum to seek advice.

I am prepared to offer my service/services in exchange for a means of traveling back to the States.

Thanks.

David

I say thank you to all who responded to my call.

If you want to contact me, this is my e-mail: aiyesweet@gmail.com

David

@omega25red

MY PLAN IN THE US:

Place to go: I am a registered member of these sites: www.couchsurfing.com and www.hospitalityclub.org. These two groups are a volunteer-based worldwide network connecting travelers with members of local communities, who offer free accommodation and/or advice.The plan here is to hang out with a host pending the receipt of my SSN,which now takes me to plan (Place to Live)


Place to live: I intend to register as a member of www.wwoof.org/usa i.e as soon as I get my SSN. World-Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms (also known as Willing Workers on Organic Farms) (WWOOF) is a loose network of national organisations which facilitate the placement of volunteers on organic farms.The plan here is to put in 5-6 hrs of work for 5days in exchange for accomodation and fresh fruits,vegetables,poultry,meat and milk to nourish my body.At the same time study to pass SAT because my UNAD certificate is more or less useless over there

WWOOF’s aims to provide volunteers with first-hand experience in organic and ecologically sound growing methods to help the organic movement, and to let volunteers experience life in a rural setting or a different country. WWOOF volunteers ('WWOOFers') generally do not receive any financial payment. The host provides food, accommodation and opportunities to learn, in exchange for assistance with farming or gardening activities. The duration of the visit can range from a few days to years. Workdays average 5–6 hours and participants interact with other WWOOFers from various countries.

A job I can live from: I intend to go into internet marketing,majorly production and selling of ebooks on Ebay and ClickBank,selling of kindle materials on Amazon too.

My major plan is to go back to school,in February 2011. I hope to be trained as a Biological Systems Engineer at Virginia Technology,Blacksburg Virginia. With my degree in General Microbiology from UNAD and surfing of the internet coupled with recent trends in energy plus the fact that Google has a new subsidiary known as "Google Energy" the future is definitely in "Green Energy"

@JeSoul

I'm not surprised at the series of questions.I quite understand.Corruption is Global.It's just that it's become more of a norm,here in Nigeria.

In my quest to return to the US,I discovered online that it was possible to travel as an Air Courier for Courier companies such as FEDEX,UPS and DHL. I followed the idea up and even contacted FEDEX,UPS and DHL.Only UPS replied. They told me that they wouldn't be needing such a service.

MY PLAN IN THE US:

Place to go: I am a registered member of these sites: www.couchsurfing.com and www.hospitalityclub.org. These two groups are a volunteer-based worldwide network connecting travelers with members of local communities, who offer free accommodation and/or advice.The plan here is to hang out with a host pending the receipt of my SSN,which now takes me to plan (Place to Live)


Place to live: I intend to register as a member of www.wwoof.org/usa i.e as soon as I get my SSN. World-Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms (also known as Willing Workers on Organic Farms) (WWOOF) is a loose network of national organisations which facilitate the placement of volunteers on organic farms.The plan here is to put in 5-6 hrs of work for 5days in exchange for accomodation and fresh fruits,vegetables,poultry,meat and milk to nourish my body.At the same time study to pass SAT because my UNAD certificate is more or less useless over there

WWOOF’s aims to provide volunteers with first-hand experience in organic and ecologically sound growing methods to help the organic movement, and to let volunteers experience life in a rural setting or a different country. WWOOF volunteers ('WWOOFers') generally do not receive any financial payment. The host provides food, accommodation and opportunities to learn, in exchange for assistance with farming or gardening activities. The duration of the visit can range from a few days to years. Workdays average 5–6 hours and participants interact with other WWOOFers from various countries.

A job I can live from: I intend to go into internet marketing,majorly production and selling of ebooks on Ebay and ClickBank,selling of kindle materials on Amazon too.

My major plan is to go back to school,in February 2011. I hope to be trained as a Biological Systems Engineer at Virginia Technology,Blacksburg Virginia. With my degree in General Microbiology from UNAD and surfing of the internet coupled with recent trends in energy plus the fact that Google has a new subsidiary known as "Google Energy" the future is definitely in "Green Energy"

As it is now,the only brick wall hindering my progress is the airfare.