LIFE AS I SEE IT

No matter how brave you are or how courageous you may act, there is always that one thing that you are scared of. Now fear doesn’t necessarily have to be physical, at times we fear things we can’t see (non-physical). I know most people, especially the motivational speakers would say we shouldn’t have fears, they say things like you should fear nothing but fear itself, some argue that fear isn’t real, that it is a choice, and we can choose not to be afraid. Now I agree with this school of thought to an extent, not completely though. Also one thing I’ve noticed is that we always paint our fears as bad, and this isn’t always the case. At times our fears are good, yes I said it, good, well you should keep in mind that this “good” is relative. Sometimes our fears keep us in check, a person who is afraid of having STI would most likely refrain from “unsafe” sexual acts. A person scared of spiders would always make sure he/she has a neat room to avoid cobwebs and spiders. Now to my

So, after being postponed like four freaking times, the National Youth Service Corp (NYSC) camp was eventually confirmed to hold on the 27th of April 2016. Alas, i could finally tell people who doubted if i actually did graduated, that i was off to camp. i'd already bought my things about 2 months before so i was fully prepared and eager to get to camp . In my mind i thought camp was going to be fun, filled with a lot of flexing and partying (at least that was what i was told) but my case was quite different from the assumed norm. Maybe it was just me because most of my co-corp members all said they had fun. It had to definitely be just me because i really didn't catch much fun in camp.                    I resumed at the issele uku orientation camp in delta state, a day ahead of the official resumption date, guess i was too eager and so were many other people because i met a crowd of similar people all waiting to be addressed by the NYSC officials. I saw a lot of peo

In the society we live in today, people hardly believe an African American man can be racist, let alone an African man. But i beg to disagree, in Africa alone we practice a form of racism that is quite unique. This form of unique racism goes by many names from tribalism to xenophobia. Tribalism/Racism/Xenophobia are all close brothers and sisters, infact sometimes i see no difference between them, no matter how we tend to define and differentiate them. Tribalism and Racism all have one underlying trait and that is hatred, hatred for your fellow humans, especially here in Nigeria . Sociologists might say a good number of Nigerians are tribalistic but not racist, but i see no real difference. Some people are so hypocritical that in public they would outrightly denounce tribalism and everything it stands for, but this same people in the absence of the public eye, would swear that their child/children would never marry anybody from a particular tribe .                                

Okay, one peculiar thing, i've noticed about Nigerians is the ease at which some of us switch in between accent. One moment we are speaking in our normal accent and the next moment we miraculously start speaking in a british accent, when you have never left the shores of Nigeria. Nigeirans who have stayed abroad for a while are also guilty of this, most of them hide under that fact that they have stayed abroad for some weeks or even a year and as such they have "naturally" picked up the foreign accent. But then i begin to wonder, majority of the foreigners living here in Nigeria still retain their home country's accent even after staying here for years.                       I have never believed that it is possible for an individual to naturally have two accent, its either one accent is natural to you and the other accent is learned or in other words fake. The use of this fake accent when speaking is what we Nigerians call Phonee (pronounced phone neer). Though