In a gathering a few weeks back, I heard the facilitator talk about how Nigeria is perceived by individuals who have never been to the country as a place of “chaos”, a place where nothing good happens. More like a country in periods of “senseless wars”
I think to myself “No! How? Why? My Nigeria?”
A place where the present Government has made every citizen become an entrepreneur. Every Nigerian thinks. If you can’t think to create a job for yourself, you cant survive. Businesses we never even thought of have been birthed and blossom today because we were made to think.
A place where reforms are ongoing like never has been because a well-read and intelligent leader made a decision to ensure a system is sanitized and produces the outcome foreseen upon setting up. Whose singular act has caused the head government to declare a State of Emergency in the same sector.
A place where good hearts have arisen to alleviate the conditions of the government owned schools just to ensure every Nigerian child receives quality education.
A place where the hunger for fairness causes discomfort in minds making highly placed men and women scream out for justice despite their status.
A place where the performance of the head bureaucrat earns him a standing ovation even when he hasn’t reached the finished line.
A place where children are given first place by movements springing up and pointing out the right path for parents to tow.
A place where because the health of every citizen is important for every sad occurrence, there is a meme to lighten up the mood.
A place where sons and daughters are granted interviews in places far beyond and for which they stand tall and talk of the pride we have back home.
A place where the Almighty is called on for every activity!!!
A place where dedicated men and women subject themselves to harsh conditions to ensure terror groups are totally eradicated.
A place where individuals form groups to help alleviate the poverty of the citizens.
A place where solar systems are made readily available to all classes of citizens by organizations as alternatives to power supply.
A place where when the wrong acts are metted on the indigenes, the people are free to speak up.
A place where all our stories make us who we are.
Nigeria, a land of possibilities, the land to parent!
Like Chimamanda Adichie would say, when we realize that there is never a single story about any place, we regain a kind of paradise.
My Nigeria, My Paradise!!!
