It’s just the way March went by in a blur for me. Sigh.
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Back to why we are here; I have read only four books this month and I will be talking about the last one, Defend the defenseless.
Okay, okay, the books I read are as follows:
1. Nearly all men in Lagos are mad by Korede
2. Confess by Collen Hoover.
3. The Art of Seduction by Robert Greene.
4. Defend the Defenseless by Arese Carrington.
Why Defend the Defenseless?
Defend the defenseless is a book written by Mama Arese Carrington as a memoir of her life from childhood to date, which also captured the history of Nigeria from pre-independence to civil war, to the military coups, military regimes, and the horrors of the past. The horrors that still very well exist in our days, just that it is waiting to be born the second time.
I’ll tell a bit of the story and then share my opinion about the state of Nigeria, my country.
Arese Carrington’s family lived in Lagos, Ikoyi to be precise. As a young girl, she was a playful loving, and sweet child, she had one Palestinian friend who told her about the incoming Nigerian civil war. She had found a room in her Palestinian friend’s house where food and canned goods were stored while they both played hide and seek.
She asked why they needed so much food and she told Arese about the future of Nigeria, the civil war. From that time, Arese couldn’t believe that her parents were not telling them anything. She immediately started jumping up and down, with no restrictions, until she got home and broke the news to her parents and they apologized saying they were protecting them.
That night, her father, a civil engineer, told them everything at the dining table and explained how they should survive in case the bombing affects their home. Arese’s traumatizing childhood began when a bomb landed on a house in Ikoyi, from the Biafra soldiers, the bomb was said to have impacted the couple’s bed and half of the house but they were out of town.
That gave her father and mother a cue that they should leave Lagos for a much safer place. Then they all left for Benin. Her family’s hometown.
Her mother is a descendant of the king, her father’s family is a subject of the king.
It was as if that was not enough when Biafran soldiers captured Benin and made it their base. Killed thousands of Igbos and Hausas, also civil workers. Her father was rumored to be on the one invisible ‘executioner’s list’. He had to take all of them to hide in a remote village in Benin. His village as a young man.
After a time, it was not enough, the family got separated when the father had to escape Benin through a boat with some of her siblings to Lagos and find safety back in their home. The other half of the family stayed back in Benin and prayed for them while they escaped.
The Biafra war ended and the healing started. But then, there came the dictatorship government who killed at will, sent many to prison, and declared that which they wanted at will.
Even to the extent of holding ambassadors and diplomats of countries who can destroy Nigeria at gun points because they attended a send forth for Arese’s husband, Walter Carrington, an ambassador of the USA.
That was how Kudirat Abiola died, Abiola himself, Wole Soyinka was imprisoned, and so many others who I can’t remember.
The ruling dictatorship government ended when the military ruler was declared dead. The rulers from that time still rule today and it all still seems like we are going to be at this for a long time if we don’t stop them from ruling again.
Nigeria is a country that should have outgrown those times of “Operation Weti e”, those times when indiscriminate killings and bombings were the order of the day, we should have outgrown those ethnic and dictatorship kinds of government.
The reason we haven’t been able to outgrow this is that we have put the same people who were part of the problem in charge. There will continue to be a good extent of problems if we don’t change the cycle of rulership in Nigeria.
The country’s time is here when we all have sense and are not held down by fear, poverty, and blindfolds, we all can reason and see what is wrong with the country. I, therefore, beseech us all not to let our footfall on that path that was followed before, let us know in our minds that a very smooth way to crush the upcoming generation and suppress what they can become is to elect another bad government.
Those are my opinions from the book written by a loving woman, Arese Carrington. A memoir of how her life was throughout the war and the aftermath.
Forgive me for going too political, I just can’t help to think about the fact that Nigeria has never been at peace once after independence, it’s always from coup de tats to war, to ethnic war, civil war, military rules, dictatorship regimes, corrupt politicians and bad governance. All of this is still happening not to talk of capping it with the problem of insecurity and economic crumbling.
It’s appalling. Let’s vote for a new young person, someone who can see a young new Nigeria. God bless the Federal Republic of Nigeria. 😌😌💯