rants of an IT fly girl

Passion is what enables a man serve, it enables a man serve with heart and with might. In my short time here on earth I can say Nigerians are a passionate bunch They're are passionate about so many things - may that's why this line is in the anthem When they support foreign football clubs, they go over board when they party, they party hard - ain't no party like a Lagos party they're passionate even in their creativity and in how the country ought to be run only if this passion will work so well in the choices of leaders allowed to make the right decisions for the country to be a hub of improvement. Creativity is so grand in the nation... I knew a man, a passionate man, Nigerian too, worked so hard till he was able to employ a good number of people in his town. He was my grandfather, happy birthday to my own superhero, my beard gang leader, my own great man... Ps: I'm currently reading Jodi Picoult's small great things . My eyes are almost popping ...

Should the Labour of our heroes past be in vain? Colonial Masters, they called them and masters they were. They came in without visas and took over the economy, trading and commerce. They introduced some good things and not so good things bringing with them habits foreign and different. The people. The people worked and toiled and performed under these master and then the rose up. they fought for what belonged to them and won it back. Heroes they became, together they fought. Tiv woman with Yoruba man. Kalabari girl with Kanuri boy. Nigerian women with Ghanian men... We call it Independence from the colonial times. Today I ask, have things improved? Can a child born to parents who earn the minimum wage each month boast of education deemed quality for a better tomorrow? No instead we have teams and teams of politicians, politricians my sister calls them who desperately serve the money god with money meant to be used for the brighter future. We have people so mentally poor, it is...