17 Jun 2006 |
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Bridges and Barricades: The Perception of Nigeria and its peoples in the World by Onyeka Nwelue Let us not allow what the west’s media publishes about Nigeria, demoralise us; let us all understand that we can become better than those who think that they are better and let us all stand up against those people who blabber, jabber and gibber balderdash about us. And make them understand that we are still fit to stand as the ‘Giant of Africa’. Reading recent articles about Nigeria and Nigerians have engendered so much pain in me, and have had hard times getting myself together. It’s being traumatic. One would not know how the west sees us, while doomed in Nigeria, but when you travel out, you will find how embarrassing and sour it is to be a Nigerian, coming from Nigeria. The questions pelted on you, must result to anger. That is certain. You’d be confronted and abused with questions---and these questions can never be about our good, but our bad. The world neglects the positives of Nigeria and ham on the negatives; which I think has been exaggerated and it’s now surpassing our good. Our drug-peddling has surpassed our literary harvests; our Internet scamming has surpassed our musical achievements, our identity theft is growing over our Nollywood and we still don’t want to stand up against our youths raiding our images with some lofty things that would never be of any good to us. Hasn’t the time come when we all should stand up and make sure that we are not labeled what we do not even represent? Hasn’t the time come when we should make BBC and CNN understand that we all do not engage in identity theft; that our leaders are not all that corrupt; that Nigeria is not filled with rogues; that we are not hungry and ugly monkeys; that we also breath, make love, eat, dine, wine, fight, jump, sleep and die like them and that we are a nation that needs to be emulated, even by European and American countries, like some African countries do? This is our TIME. This is the time to make sure that e-mail extractions and defrauding people of their credit cards stop; the time when we should not use the cosmopolitan city of Lagos to infuse fears in our tourists; the time when we should stop talking nonsense about our leaders, but stay back and support them; the time when we should not always blame them---the time when the ‘fraudulent’ Nigerians should become the ‘intimidating’ peoples of the Giant of Africa; the beauty of the Chocolate Africa (No pun intended); and the happiness of our children, who would be very proud of this country that has been neglected for its bad. The most hectic period when we all should think, live, drink, eat, laugh and cry as ONE; the time when we would be welcomed in any place, without our hosts being suspicious of what we carry in our bags; the time when we would not be discriminated for our colour---we are discriminated because of the way they see us and what we are to them. My experiences in India have shown me what it takes to be a Nigerian. I was harassed by the Indian police; who searched my luggage in the hotel I was staying without my consent. They nearly accused me of drug-peddling, but knowing where I came from, I didn’t take them serious. Though, I consider what they did as stupid, I can’t blame them, because the news about Nigerians drug-peddling in India has been the most read-about in the country. That I left the keys to the room with them, they invited the police to check my room, because almost all the dailies were [and are still] reporting about Nigerians welding drugs. It was when I returned that one of the boys working there secretively told me that the police searched my things. I was demoralized. My happiness was enraged and thoughts raced through my mind. The next day the police returned and questioned me on why I came to India. I was racially abused, because among all other foreigners in the hotel, I was the only one who was abuse d, because of ‘many’ Nigerians who have painted this country to some strange things, that Hindustan Times wrote that ‘because of the lack of education and poverty in Nigeria, Nigerians engage in corruption all over the world’. I was dumbfounded when I read all this, still it made me strong; it made me realize that many of my friends who think that the entire world loves Nigeria are wrong; it made me realize that we writers should not only engage in writing about the past, but the present to make projections for the future; it made me realize that as a youth, I must carry the Cross to fight against this menace that has engulfed the nation. Of all this, I never dreamed of denouncing and excommunicating Nigeria as my country. But of what use will it be if we don’t teach our youths how to abstain from evils? Of what use will it be if we continue to allow people see us from afar? This is our TIME. Let us break down every bridge and barricade and realize that our destinies lie in our hands. This is the time. This is our time. Stand out---leave the fight for human rights behind and face this war; leave that sectarian riot and face this that has suppressed us; leave that fight for land and ask yourself questions how your son in the Colour-less Man’s land is being treated; leave those witchcrafts and wizardries behind and make sure that you don’t abet evil; leave bribing people to get your son into the University, because when he finishes, he will engage into crimes. He was trained in crime and must be in crime; leave that cultism in school and face the reality; let Okija Shrine get scattered and face the real facts of us; let religions be abandoned now---so that we would not be hostile to ourselves because of it---let the Muslim, Christian, Hindus, Sikh, Atheist, Rosicrucian, Buddhist, Jain, Witch, Wizard come out together and fight this war---corruption—We can do it if we want. I am calling directly upon Professor Chinua Achebe to come home and support the educationists in Nigeria and the leaders---without staying far away from home---and criticize them; without staying far behind the Towers of Success to make decision on how Nigerian folk tales should be regenerated. The time has come, when our doctors in the US, UK and all over the world should contribute extensively in Nigeria; the time has come when our writers will understand that they are only known outside the world---and that they should figure ways out to engage Nigerian youths in reading their books, without them queuing up to buy American romance fictions; the time when our leaders should stop parading in the eyes of the colourless. The time has come when Nigeria should integrate on Pidgin English; when we should find a dictionary for it; value it as any language is valued, and taken to a greater height, without us being abused verbally by those who persuaded their language on us. The time has come when we should think as ONE; time when we should learn how to respect our leaders and back them no matter what. (Funnily, I have been a Senior Prefect in school and I know how tough it’s to be a leader, because your enemies surpass your friends---sometimes, because you don’t give a damn when they do wrong---or maybe, because you are not friendly with them, so they say all rubbish about you). The time has come when we should stop trading our souls to those who made us fall apart; the time is now. The TIME has come. This is OUR TIME. The Time to Change Our World! Bulie nu Ndi Igbo, Yoruba na Awusa, ka anyi mee udo! Chineke nonyere unu! Onyeka Nwelue is an 18 year-old Nigerian writer. His novel, The Abyssinian Boy will be published by HarperCollins, London in January 2007.
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