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  #ThisMonday KNOW YOUR INSURERS (KYI): LEADERSHIP CHANGES AMONG INSURANCE COMPANIES IN NIGERIA By Ekerete Ola Gam-Ikon It has been Fifty-seven (57) days since the expiration of the deadline given by the Insurance Regulator in Nigeria, National Insurance Commission (NAICOM) for all Managing Directors/CEOs  and Executive Directors, who had spent 10 years and 12 years respectively to vacate their positions in line with the Tenure Limits stipulated in the Corporate Governance Guidelines for the insurance industry in Nigeria.  Accordingly, many insurance companies complied with the directive and today, they have new CEOs on board, and EDs too in some cases, to steer the affairs of these insurance companies.  Expectedly, the Immediate Past MD/CEOs and EDs have been accommodated in the emergent holding companies to ensure continued delivery of excellent customer service and claims payments.  As you may be aware, insurance professionals mature into higher positions bas...

A Story About Molly.  Written by Sumayyah Oluwafunbi Ogunsola  This is a short story about Molly. She was petite, about 10 years old , with loving parents but from a poor home. One fateful day, Molly went to school as usual and saw a 500 naira note on the floor. She looked around to see if anyone saw her, then stuffed the money into her pocket. When she returned home, she showed the money to her parents, and they asked her where she got it from. "Well, I picked it up from the floor. Finders are keepers" she replied haughtily. Her parents were furious and made her confess to the principal. Molly was suspended for a week. A nd that's the end of the story!  Did you like it? The moral of the story is to always be honest and kind, and to return things that are not yours. Thank you for listening to this story on SUMMY'S GALAXY, bye for now 🙌? Watch out for more story updates👍 Click on the links below to catch up with other stories by Sumayyah Oluwafunbi Ogunsola  MY OTHE...

Welcome to INSURANCE INSIGHTS with  Ekerete OLA GAM-IKON-The Insurance Guru. Ekerete is an administrator and a business thinker and customer advocate, currently involved in knowledge sharing and advisory services on insurance, risk management, strategy and management. His extensive working experience has been largely in the insurance industry, with leasing insurance brand where he participated and led actions in product development, marketing and business development, relationship management, mergers and acquisitions, strategy planning and execution, change management and customer experience management. Besides insurance, Ekerete is involved  in consulting for projects and capacity building assignments for financial services providers; including banks (commercial, development, microfinance and mortgage), cooperative societies, renewable energy developers, agricultural sector actors, micro, small and medium enterprises(MSMEs) and government agencies.  Ekerete is a full mem...

  There's urgent need for professionalism to return to schools. The educational system is anchored on integrity and nobility thus must not be short-changed for anything else. As educators and teachers, the onos lies on you to be deliberate in instilling both knowledge and strength of character in your students.The question is, how seriously are we taking this narrative? What sort of picture are you portraying when you endorse cheating, malpractices and corruption in the school? What sort of example are you giving to the students when you endorse BULLYING and TANTRUMS, while giving the perpetrators a pat on the back? What type of generation do you hope to breed when you go ahead to validate the lackadaisical attitude of students towards achieving excellence while aiding and abating the 'SHORTCUT APPROACH '?    It's time to pause and ponder over the ripple and adverse effects of your actions, especially as an educator who should know better and serve with utmost sense of ...

         MY OTHER WORLD     Written by Sumayyah Oluwafunbi Ogunsola   My mother bade me goodnight as she closes my bedroom door, switching the lights off. I say my night prayers and drift off to sleep. “Whirrrr!” the soft whirring of machines floats its way into my eardrums. Disoriented, I stand on my tired feet, wondering where I am and what is making such a strange noise. Subconsciously, my jaw drops as I find myself floating in a futuristic, AI-empowered, strange sort of place. Robots moving so gracefully like dainty ballerinas and the pillows suspended in the air feels like fluffy clouds. I look beneath me, and I realise that I am not standing on anything at all- I am levitating! Giddy with excitement, I begin to prance around, feeling like a swan from the ballerina’s show.   “ Hello there. ” An automated, robotic voice speaks. “ I see you have found your way to our world” the voice continues. I smile at the robot, unable to s...

      That’s NOT my Father!       Sumayyah Oluwafunbi  Ogunsola              It’s a bleak, dark late evening accompanied by torrent of rain and the howling of the wind; the power is out. My father and I sit down in the parlour, looking at each other and sighing in disappointment, as our fun day out was ruined. I glance at our pet cat, Tata, to see that she is fast asleep.               Exasperated, my father launches himself on the sofa and says to me, “I am going to get Starbucks. Wait for me.” Worried, I respond “In the rain, and at this time, dad? You have heard how dangerous people lurk in the cloak of darkness...” He cuts me off. Tells me there is nothing to worry about and that he would be back soon, after all, 'he is just going to Starbucks, right?' I shut the door behind him. 10 minutes. 15 minute… Tick tock...

The Wailing Creatures  W ritten by Sumayyah Oluwafunbi Ogunsola     With a big smile on and shiny gleaming teeth plastered on my sweaty face, I step inside the dusty building with the big bold inscription: ‘ WELCOME TO THE ZOO!’  As I walk around with my black heels making a pit-pat, click-clack sound, my eager brown irises get locked in a trance with the brownish red Hawaiian bird. The bird’s fluffy feathers gently ruffles, and his sad eyes stare at mine. ’13 YEARS OLD’ the sign on the cage says. I take a deep, heavy breath and trudge forward.           “Oooh!” the wail of a mama chimpanzee reaches my sensitive ears, causing my skin to have a minute goosebumps.    Heartbreaking scene of a mother chimpanzee and her child in black, rusted chains and anguished expressions on their faces, permanently etches itself in my head. ‘MOTHER: 29. BABY: 4’ sign, displays.           My white eyeballs blur ...