Skip to main content



You love Nigeria, I know that you are
now smiling due to this love. It is this
the same smile you smiled when that
governor came to your village.It was
almost the same with your laughter and
shout when the President came to your
state. You, just like many others from
your village told the governor that he
was trying. He was trying because he
gave keke to the youths in the
community. The President was trying
because he commissioned a re-painted
airport and tagged it international. Your
child is home for close to 5 months due
to a strike but that is a little case
because of the money that was given to
the women by the governor and you are
your community women leader.
You love this Nigeria that is almost
synonymous with corruption. You tell
your friends that at least we are better
than some African countries. You said
that we are not Americans or Europeans
but when your elder brother got visa to
Europe, you shamelessly danced in the
church during the Thanksgiving. You
and your family gave Thanks with a
whole cow because poverty is packing
away with your Europe bound brother.
You have been unemployed but you
can't blame God because he made you a
Nigerian. Did God make you to have no
job? This you can't answer and only
wave off with the comments that we
are trying.
You love this Nigeria even when you still
ride the same old Yamaha motorcycle
that your first girlfriend fell for. You are
the headmaster of your local school. You
know that a higher wage would be
better for your family but the
government can't even pay the peanut
fee of minimum wage. You are paid just
a little over what your headmaster
earned when your were in primary
school years ago. You always loved your
country and you know you cannot
change it. We are Nigerians is your
favourite statement.
You love Nigeria because you work at
that office where you had to grease the
hands and feet of your boss before you
get it. You are paid a stipend but it is
enough for your BIS, rent, new clothes
and to give your girlfriend a little for her
hair. You are comfortable and enjoy live.
You said that Nigeria is the best place in
the world even when a soldier slapped
you for talking back at him, you did not
do anything because what can you do?
You said you love this Nigeria and that
you are proud of it. Then looking at your
mouth, I tell you that you are a big
pretender and as we use to say,
pretenders do the worst. Only
pretenders can love this Nigeria with it's
system that clogs goodwill.

Onah Nnabuike is a student of university of Ibadan. He has been published in Kalahari review, and naija stories. He blogs at buikewrites.blogspot­.com

Posted from WordPress for Android


Popular posts from this blog

Dalu's Diary by Ogechi Ezeji : Children's Literature in Nigeria is Coming Back

I felt like a child once again, after reading Ogechi Ezeji’s Dalu’s Diary , a book of fiction for children and adults alike.The feeling I got from reading this work is akin to the one I got from reading Chinua Achebe’s Chike and the River , Onuora Nzekwu’s Eze Goes to School, Cyprian Ekwensi’s The Drummer Boy and all other great children fictions of Nigeria’s literary golden age, so many years ago. In the story, little Chukwudalu Aniche is obsessed with his diary, which he kept and wrote in at every turn of an important event that moves him to write. He initially lived in Owerri with his parents, Mr and Mrs Aniche and his beloved uncle Akachi, before his accountant father was transferred to Abuja, on account of his honesty and determination towards his job. Through Dalu’s diary, we are able to understand the inner workings of the young boy’s mind, his family, his closeness with his uncle, his view of his maternal aunt and her erratic daughter and most of all, his percept

Writers against the Bullying of Otosirieze Obi-Young and the Obfuscation of Truth

A STATEMENT BY WRITERS IN SUPPORT OF OTOSIRIEZE OBI-YOUNG In light of recent tweets and threads going around about the former Deputy Editor of Brittle Paper and the resistance to what many consider an unfortunate muzzling of truth, we, his colleagues and friends, would like to make a few things clear: We have worked with Otosirieze Obi-Young for years, have disagreed with him on many occasions, and never have we felt disrespected or stifled by him. We know and have often celebrated his firm commitment to diversifying the literary scene, giving young writers visibility, his efforts to make sure that prizes think of more writers than the already-known, especially those writers living on the continent; his push for the establishment of the Brittle Paper Awards is one example of concrete ways in which this commitment has been put to work. On Facebook, we have seen him talk passionately and with deep knowledge about the state of African writing and what needs to be done to enhance it,

Chetachi Igbokwe: What it Means to Attend Chimamanda Adichie’s Writing Workshop

Chetachi Igbokwe  is a final year student of English and Literary Studies at the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. He is the current editor of the University of Nigeria’s student journal,  The Muse , a journal of creative and critical writing, founded by Chinua Achebe in 1963. He is a 2019 alumnus of the Purple Hibiscus Creative Writing Workshop, facilitated by the Nigerian writer, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. What was it like having to be taught by the amazing Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie? Was it your first time of applying?  CHETACHI IGBOKWE : Thanks to Black Boy Review for affording me this platform. I respect Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie and being taught by her was a great deal for me. Having read everything she has published thus far, starting from her first novel,  Purple Hibiscus,  which was a tour de force, it is evident that every generation must feel blessed to be graced with a writer like her. Originally, I knew about the workshop from close friends. I also knew h