Happy birthday, Dara My love.
Of all the young ladies I’ve met, I find you must purposeful, most focused on impacting your community. I find in you a partner, a do something partner.
I remember that hot Tuesday afternoon at NYSC orientation camp Kubwa. I remember the white shirt you wore on that day, I remember the words which were written on it; words which would later unite us in purpose, words which have changed our lives forever. The famous words, Do Something! I remember immediately falling in love with you on the spot.
I also remember the days at ICT CDS group. I remember us volunteering to serve at NDHQ, I remember sitting across from where you sat, and I remember us deciding that it was time for Do something club to be born.
I remember you organizing your friends. I remember the passion, the promise; I remember the dedication. I remember the early mornings we would go to schools to tell them about do something club. I remember the sacrifice, the endless meetings, the dreams. I remember the mentoring sessions and the joy and fulfillment in your eyes when things went according to plan.
When I remember Nigeria, I remember you.Oh and this one: I remember us going to Linus Okorie and telling him about do something club, and I remember him telling us we make a great couple. I remember the laughter.
Time and chance did not bring us together; selfish ambition does not unite us; we do have a great dream and together we’ll fulfill it.
Time will not permit me to speak of your company – Dahrah Global Ltd., and how it inspires me; of your Moringa farm and how it teaches me that there is hope for our generation; of your travels and how they inspire us at Do Something Club.
Dara My love, I’ll leave you with what God says in Psalm 2:7-8 MSG
Let me tell you what God said next.
He said, “You’re my son,
And today is your birthday.
What do you want? Name it:
Nations as a present? continents as a prize?
You can command them all to dance for you,
Or throw them out with tomorrow’s trash.”
Ask something beautiful, Dara.