Last year I was in Nigeria and did a little write up on my visit. Now I read it and it sounds more like some poetry dish than an account of my visit. Though I suppoise I can say it contained some useful information on my expoerience. I wrote on there that God willing I will be back permanently some day. I only didnt think then it would be this year, or maybe I decided not to accept it. So early this year, I thought about it, more like finalized it in my mind and told all that needed to know, I am coming down to Nigeria. As soon as it escaped my mouth, I knew it was in motion and there was no turning back.
I will miss the United States. Though my friend said not to worry it will pass. I am not sure why anhyone wakes up and say they will move back home. Afterall everything you hear is aboiut how hellish it is, how everyone wants to leave the place and make a dash for the US. I always wondered really why the fascination with this country called the United States, and no I am not one of those people who walk through a door and shut it behind them not wanting anyone else to walk in. I cannot say I had much of a choice when I came here to stay.
In the light of what Bill Clinton did, sacrificing some time to go see a ruthless dictator to free his fellow citizens however wrong they may have been, once is encouraged. You know someone has your back no matter what. That your country where you labor is watching out for you and values you. It appears the president of NIgeria was aware of some local terrorists in his own backyard and instead of quickly breaking it uo and restoring order, waited for them to misbehave so he can kill them.
Back to my story. While some are leaving Nigeria to make it somewhere else that is not Africa, I am carrying my bags and returning. Call me overreaching, overacheiving, over whatever, maybe deluded... that is your problem. But the enriching of my nation, the changing adn turning it on to the right path is my goal. I cannot do it all alone, but perhaps those who have started and those who dream it will join and enable me as I do the same for them. Then someday, everyone will want to return.
It just amazes me, with all that is going on in Nigeria, the kidnapping of foreigners, the theives breaking into homes and all the other evils you hear of, the forigners are always retunring to the so called "hell-hole". Granted there is more to it. Just incase you are wondering, yes I have always wanted to return and had planned to do it in another 3 years while I reap the American Dream, but then other issues played along making it early. Will you join me...?
Crushes or rather the lack of it.
6 months ago
2 comments:
Why will you spring this on me all of a sudden? This was not how we discussed it!!!!
But that's the spirit. I am packing my bags soon too o! Possibly next year. I've never felt settled over here and in as much as it sounds like the deepest part oh hell, that's where I'd rather be.
So when do you leave? Does that mean your blogging even suffers more? Hmmmm
...with open arms 'we' say, ekaabo. When the journey is 'done' we always return.
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