I woke up this morning with a very
strong feeling of nostalgia. Yes, sometimes I miss my country dearly and more
so I miss my childhood, a time when I was cocooned in an atmosphere of relative
protection and peace and oh! Life was sweet. I remember that my two main worries
while in primary school were firstly how to ditch my well prepared packaged lunch
and flask of milk and secondly how to get through the day without being beaten
with koboko (cane) for various types of bad behaviour (as judged by the
teacher) or for failing a few mathematics questions. The former was easily solved;
the latter however was a major problem and something I spent a lot of time
worrying about. It was bad enough that the day’s mathematics quiz result was made
public, but even worse still was the humiliation that one had to bear from
being publicly flogged - the number of strokes being equal to the number of
questions failed. Like any normal person, I detested the public humiliation, so
I worked harder at my mathematics and it paid off. The visits to the front of
the class quickly reduced and became almost non existent by the end of the
school year. Let us just say that at a very young age, I learnt that if one
worked hard, school and life in general was a much more pleasurable experience.
Why did I start rambling on about
my childhood? I guess it’s because while being nostalgic, I started pondering
on what our country Nigeria
has to offer the children today. Kids these days are all under intense
pressure. Constantly surrounded by political instability, strikes and violence,
any vestiges of safety finally went out the window with the rise of ‘Boko
Haram’. Children are also constantly being bombarded with the negative press that
Nigeria seems to be getting of late and are exposed to the greed and corruption
of the general populace, making them feel that ‘keeping up with the Jonses’,
and knowing the right people is all that life is about. What happened to the
spirit of hard work and competitiveness that was prevalent in my school days,
cramming timetables to show off to friends, committing to memory as many words
from the dictionary as possible just to claim the titles of whiz kid and
Spelling Guru for the week?
Now, no one really cares, all
that has been replaced by talk of the newest TV channels, the last vacation
abroad if one’s parents are affluent enough, and computer/video games, the
likes of Play Station and PSP to name a few. As for spelling, why bother when
there are computers and spell checkers to boot, and why work hard at school
when one’s parents can sort one out because they know the right people. With so
many parents holding down full time jobs while running businesses on the side
to afford that latest car, vacation and the big houses, being at home to make
sure the kids have a siesta after school and do their homework is ironically a
luxury a lot cannot afford. Instead kids are shipped off to private tutors so
they become someone else’s responsibility. As for the kids from less affluent
homes, they end up on the streets idle, passing away valuable time while being
unwittingly exposed to the attention of unscrupulous individuals.
What am I getting at? Children
are the Leaders of tomorrow. The environment to which they are currently exposed
will mould them into what they will become in the future. The future of the
country lies in the hands of these little ones. It is left for us all to
provide a safe, loving, challenging environment where they can be exposed to
the right stimuli and influences that are required to empower and equip them
for the future. I do not have kids, and observations based on general
interaction, so any comments to prove me right or wrong and to suggest a way
forward will be highly appreciated.
A lot of my peers who were
educated in Nigerian institutions but work in the UK are highly regarded for their
engineering prowess and quick learning capabilities and I am sure the same goes
for my peers in other fields of endeavour.
Food for thought: Will this be
the same story in the next 30-40 years? You
tell me.
xxx
Yvonne