STEVE IBEAWUCHI

My name is Steve. I am a native of the Owerri region in Eastern Nigeria. I write on organizational structures and strategy development as well as personal enhancement of the individual in the areas of faith, education; social-cultural concepts and skills development. An early exposure to a life of enterprise and leadership by example, from respectable noble parents and a strong ancestral native stock, gave me the opportunity to build a life founded on good morals and hard work. We were farmers, palm oil and palm wine dealers. My dad and his brothers had lots of arable land. We tilled the ground, tended livestock and raised huge barns. Ours was a life of treasured native freedoms, endless learning, hard work and community corporation. We were taught to feed, honor and protect the needy and receive the stranger.

At 10 to 14, I had found a place in the hearts of the young and the old as one shrewd young man and a positive role model for the youth of community and academic spheres. By the age of 12, I had my own quarter acre farm, sold candies and daily convenience stuff on a makeshift front-yard kiosk. I planted yams, cassava and corn. I also planed peanuts, beans and fluted pumpkins. Boarding school had taken me away, and slowly the passion for farming turned into something bigger than I and my childhood universe.

I became a go-to problem solver to multiple numbers of students, teachers themselves; families and communities. Our schools had no sophisticated teachers and no science labs or equipment. We were exposed to figuring things out by sheer instinct and some almost-untaught methods. Here again, I found much love and exposure with school farming, literature; linguistics and debates. Please, don't forget soccer. I wanted among everything to be an engineer, but in middle grades did not like our Chemistry teacher. He taught us Biology as well. I thought he was mediocre. I had to change school because I didn't want to report on his methods and deficiencies. My new school had no Chemistry teacher at all for my first four months there. I had to secretly switch to commerce and economics, of course maintaining my love for Physics, Biology, agricultural science, accounting; literature; linguistics. I was in big trouble when my family found that I had dropped Chemistry entirely.

Every attempt by my elder brother and dad to undo my course selection for the final two years of school leading to the WAEC, was denied by the federal Board. Hard work and perseverance paid off in some little way, however. I secured certificates of distinction at the end of it all: Best well-behaved student and Best student in academics. My brother would never forgive me for being "stupid", until seven years later when I returned home with my Master's and a barytone voice.. My travel to India in the 80s, and subsequent exposure to international travels and commitments became another landmark in my life and earthly journey. These experiences resound in every aspect of my personal and professional work, Christian faith and life in general. A little dive into the spirit of my book, the logic and value propositions I advance, you would find nothing but relatable events, fun dialogues and intense moments raw reality that you can apply in a wide range of circumstances regardless of your age, need; place in life or geography.

Thanks for stopping by my page.

Steve.