By Aneyo Oyekola, firstname.lastname@example.org
If wisdom were to be in the number of years…how old do I have to be in order to know what to do? How sad it is to know that I have lost myself in my own pursuit and let you remain in the same state I met you? Will my achievement and attainment be worth the while if I close my eye and say that it is not my business- what will be will be?
Haaaa…in nature I have found this great insight that everything created with regards to its location has a function, a crucial role to play. Contribution is the soul of creation- in as much as you receive; you have to give back in a way. The existence of the grass depends on the soil and the life of a fish is tied to water. The role of the grass in beautifying the landscape is an awesome sight to behold and the fish in its own way makes the water a center of attraction for man. The significance of the river Nile to Egypt and the cedar tree to Lebanon is the sole purpose of our living- an identity and contribution.
As a boy, my greatest desire was to bring joy to your name. I strongly wish to wear your name across my heart. Dreams of successes, visions of victories, and pictures of prosperity were all I could see you become. Oh my dear, in this cloud of ecstasy my soul was submerged in these questions:
Am I a child of circumstance, one born into a land of confusion of opinions, where everyman ones to be heard at the same time?
Am I a child of opportunity, one born into the haven of great riches and wealth, where the treasures of the earth and the glory of nature abound?
Am I a child of faith, one born to ride on the shoulders of the kings the earth?
Am I a child of destiny, one born to pursue and fulfill the purpose for which I was created to be a Nigerian and a benefactor to the world?
Please help me. I need to answer these questions. While growing up I was told that, “our time was by far better than what you have now.” How much my soul grief, will I repeat these same words of retrogression to my son? Won’t I change the leaking roofs of my father’s house? Some of my brothers have left home to distant shore, with a few nursing the notion of not returning while the others have vowed to return once they have found joy in the works of their hands. Will it not have been better if I was not born to behold all this?
There is no looking back. On this day, which is a memorial in world history; I renew my love and devotion to see my dreams, visions and pictures of you a reality. I cannot do this on my own because this assignment is not for one man. I need your help, you need mine. Let us join hands together and make Nigeria better and greater, so that we will not have to tell our sons and daughters these words- “our time was by far better than what you have now.” We can make our nation better for ourselves and our children, we can do it, let us do it. We are the Nigeria, it is our independence. Celebrate! Celebrate!! Celebrate!!! We can each make our existence count. God bless Nigeria.