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We made it a technology event, as it should


a)    We made it a technology event, as it should.
b)    We made our attendees realize that they are remarkable. Of-course #IamRemarkable
c)    We don’t just TALK, we WALK the TALK – 100% Hands-On Workshop. Call us PRAGMATISTS, its acceptable.
d)    We took our attendees through the journey of Design Sprints or Design Thinking, Android, AMP, Analytics, Women Will, Ads, Growth Hacking, Data Science, Disruptive Strategy e.t.c. and the LIVE Demo with the Google Assistant TURNING ON and OFF Light Bulbs and Plugs – Phenomenal.
e)    Of-course the TOTAL Number of Attendees = 302 and we kick-started about 8am and ended about 8pm with the Q & A session, which normally STARTS after 4pm when the official event has ended.
f)      Many travelled miles to LISTEN to the ORACLES – Minna, Kaduna, Kogi, Nasarawa, Jos, FCT - Abuja e.t.c.
g)    Other Google Communities joined the #BizFest19 by #GBGAbuja DSC University of Abuja, GDG, Local Guides e.t.c.
h)    With the Best of Words “Daz How Star Do!”
i)       Thank Q
j)       CONNECT  .  INFORM  .  INSPIRE





































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