If there is anything medical school has taught me, it is that suffering, through its ordeals, can bring people together. No, I am not a medical student neither do I work in the medical line but if you have met a couple of them, you will agree with me -on both the suffering and the togetherness.
In the middle of March, the NCDC sent out the infamous broadcast -whose popularity would, one day, be rivalled only by BBNaija – informing Nigerians that China had sent us, and many parts of the world, a virus to commemorate years of our brand loyalty and utmost dedication to their products. They did give a whole new meaning to customer service.
Soon, we realized that this was not a product you needed to pay for, as its services came without payment and though possessing no legs, it spread far and wide just like a typical ‘Made in China’ product.
With the news of the virus taking over all newspaper headlines, it, without much ado became an accepted reality that this was a true ‘chinko’ product but one of lasting quality.
Words like ‘lockdown’, ‘Covik’, ‘Social Distancing’ and other phrases like “stay at home”, “wash your hands”, ” gained popularity quickly among Nigerians and this was surprising to me. Why? Just few weeks to this time TwitterNG (I stan) was buzzing with the chants of “One thing must kill a man”. This statement, which was meant to justify risky actions or decisions that could kill a man, suddenly lost its fame because if something should kill us, it might as well be something we chose (and at the very least indigenous) because as we all know; consent is everything.
The virus was nothing like we had seen and as Nigerians, our eyes had seen plenty. Despite the ‘livescores’ tweeted by the NCDC, the people affected were more than they could count. It infected our youths, turning many into ‘Influenzas’ overnight. Politicians, also, as the virus gave them the opportunity to scale their start-up businesses from hoarding funds to Indomiieenn and Rice in a bid to solve the problem of unhealthy eating and the addiction of the masses to jollof rice.
For the first time, we were willing to stay in our own country and sit down at home – a strategy Donald Trump would wish he had discovered earlier to keep our butts in our motherland.
Little things such as a hug, handshake, early morning ‘fresh air’ in danfo buses and others that we took for granted became apparent.
After countless washing of hands, maintaining cleanliness and orderliness in our houses, it occurred to us that our Nation was dirty too and thus, we pronounced COVID-19 gone and removed our masks to soro soke.