Chideraa in Nigeria’s History 7

Story Seven: Chideraa in Insecure Nigeria

Part Three

“Despite the clamour about a corrupt government, President Obasanjo has clearly achieved some level of stability in the economy. Also, in 2001, he brought in MTN, a telecom company, into the country and that is why you are enjoying GSM now.” Obierika’s friend, Maduka, a staunch supporter of President Obasanjo and a PDP member was trying to convince Obierika to vote for Obasanjo in the forthcoming election polls. Continue reading


Chideraa in Nigera’s History 7

Story Seven: Chideraa in Insecure Nigeria

Part Two

Chideraa grew taller and more intelligent as he grew older. He was now thirteen years old and was in JSS 3. The presidential election was organized in March 1999 and everybody rejoiced as Olusegun Obasanjo, who was a former military Head of State, emerged winner. Every student had to memorize his full name and title because it was asked in every Current Affairs section of Quiz competitions Continue reading

Chideraa in Nigeria’s History 7

Story Seven: Chideraa in Insecure Nigeria

Part One

“Daddy, is it true that MKO Abiola is in prison?” Chideraa asked in shock.

“Hmmm” His father exhaled “Abacha is a monster my son. He has placed top Nigerians like MKO Abiola, Olusegun Obasanjo and so many others in jail without a fair trial.”

Chideraa felt very bad at the news of Abiola’s imprisonment. They all wanted him to be President and he had already declared himself President of the country. That was why Gen. Sani Abacha, the Head of State of the country imprisoned him. His father continued “if Abacha could imprison Abiola just like that, then nobody is safe in this country again. That man called Abacha is as bad as the devil himself.” Continue reading

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Story Six: Chideraa and Corruption

“All indiscipline, corruption, squandermania, misuse and abuse of public office for self or group aggrandisement which had assumed debilitating proportions in the last few years would be dealt with ruthlessly no matter whoever may be involved…” The new Military Head of State, General Muhammadu Buhari hadn’t even finished his address yet, but Chideraa already loved him completely. Continue reading

Chideraa in Nigeria’s History 5

Story Five: Chideraa in Economic Recession

Part Two

It was now 1981, two years since Shehu Shagari came into power, and every hope of a new beginning had died already. Chideraa was now in Primary six and was itching to get into Secondary School with the prestigious King’s College on his mind. Only the wealthy thought about schooling there, the less privileged just admired the idea. More and more people trooped from the rural parts of Nigeria to occupy the urban parts in search of better opportunities, thereby abandoning the farming occupation more radically. Farming was a poor man’s job. Chideraa’s father had now received two Chieftaincy titles in Umuagwo, the first one was Ochudo 1 of Umuagwo and the second, Onwa 1 of Umuagwo. He received these titles for he was wealthy, one of the wealthiest men in Umuagwo and he also spent huge amount of money to claim them. His job in National Electric Power Authority, NEPA, was his only source of income, but because he had risen high in the ranks, they also had access to loot the country in their own little way by syphoning funds meant for getting new transformers to ensure people had stable power or buying very low quality and cheap equipment which often developed faults within short periods of time, so electric power was highly unstable.

Chideraa excelled in his academics. He led his class and school severally to quiz and debate competitions and his team always won. His knowledge of Nigeria’s history and current affairs made him excel in quiz competitions and Social Studies and every teacher loved him. He was developing a growing hatred for corruption so much that he never cheated during examination, tests and even class works. He allowed his parents and brothers teach him his assignments when he didn’t understand them very well, but they never wrote if for him. At his age, his father was already scared to ever let him know of the corrupt practices he did at the place of work. He feared Chideraa could leave his house if he discovered. Well, who would know the history of the country as well as Chideraa did and would not hate corruption except he was a partaker of it like his father was?

“Daddy, when I grow up, I would become a Police, so that I can arrest all those corrupt people in the country.” He fondly told his father. His father had tried to convince him into going for one of the laudable professions like Accounting, Engineering and even Medicine. But h had refused. He would first study History or Law in the University and then enrol into the Police Force. His choice made his father sick. But he could change as he grew older and wiser his father consoled himself.

On the radio one evening, some economic experts were clamouring for the resuscitation of the dying agricultural sector which was Nigeria’s major source of revenue before crude oil was discovered. Chideraa had listened quite attentively, but gave way when his elder brother came in and tuned the radio station to a music program. It was one of Fela Kuti’s songs playing on the radio “Shuffering and shmiling.” The Afro-Beat musician had gained popularity for the constant verbal criticism of the military government in his lyrics and had suffered some attacks too for it. He had become one of Chideraa’s role models. Though as a Christian Chideraa detested his lifestyle, but he loved his courage and boldness. At least he mostly said things that appeared to be true. He reclined on their sofa and enjoyed the beat.

Obierika had not looked so disappointed in a long time. He came back home with slumped shoulders. Urenma, his wife, came to meet him, “My husband welcome.” He responded mechanically and sat in the living room. Normally he would go to the room and pull off his work clothe. She already knew what the problem was. It was the end of the month, the usual time workers received their salary and he had come back looking disappointed for the third consecutive month. Chideraa was now a student in King’s College struggling to pay his school fees. His father hadn’t made hays while the sun shined. In 1982 there was a great fall in the global price of crude oil and Nigeria, not having any other viable source of revenue, entered into great debts and economic recession was knocking at the door.

Chideraa had heard the whole story of the global drop in the price crude oil on the radio over and over again, but did not understand how it affected his father’s salary or his school fees.

Obierika’s friends had invested in landed properties and big businesses, but he had invested in Chieftaincy titles. Although they were worth huge amount of money, now that he needed money, he couldn’t sell them. If he could he would have done so without thinking. Things became tough for Chideraa’s family. His father’s salary was not constant anymore. He had to withdraw from King’s College and now attended less expensive schools. When Chideraa asked his father why things had become tough for them, his father simply told him the country was had become hard. He had heard that over and over, but he needed to know why the country became hard.

One day he approached the principal of his new school and asked him why the country suddenly became hard. The principal, Mr Babatunde, picked interest in the young boy and explained in detail “Chideraa, crude oil is ninety per cent of Nigeria’s revenue and since the price of crude oil collapsed. Nigeria could not generate enough money to take care of her responsibilities like paying their workers, supplying water and so many other things. Back then when we didn’t have crude oil and did farming life was much better. The crude oil had fuelled of civil war and now has ruined our economy. I still wonder if it is a gift or a curse to our people.” He spoke with pain in his heart and numerous sighs accompanied his speech. Chideraa could understand better now what had happened, and that day he made up his mind to become a farmer and no longer a Police man. Even if he caught all the corrupt people he thought, it would not increase Nigeria’s revenue, moreover, his father didn’t need anyone to pay him salary when he worked on his farm. He went on to own a large farm in the East where he applied mechanized farming and produced a wide range of farm produce.

The highly anticipated Second Republic eventually crashed when the military forces carried out another coup on the New Year’s Eve of 1983, bringing the Shehu Shagari’s government to an end in another bloodless coup. Chideraa wept bitterly, not because he liked Shehu Shagari’s government, but at least there was peace and nonviolence for the period of time he stayed in power. The only time there was something close to violence was when he asked the Ghanaians and other unskilled expatriates to leave the country in 1983 and they had to carry big bags that were later called Ghana-must-go bags. The coup was led by Gen. Muhammadu Buhari and he went on to become the military Head of State of the country.

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Chideraa in Nigeria’s History 5


Story Five: Chideraa in Economic Recession

Part One

Chideraa his mother and his siblings moved to Oshodi, Lagos from Umuagwo to join their father when he was nine years old. Their father, Obierika, had left for Lagos in search of greener pastures in 1973, three years after the Biafran war. Chideraa was now twelve years old and was in Primary three, although he should have been in Primary four, but the standard of education was much higher in Lagos so he was stepped down by one class. Ironically, he excelled above his mates in his class and always topped the class. He was a very studious and intelligent pupil.

His father had owned a large farm in Umuagwo where he grew oil palm and supplied oil mills for processing, but had abandoned it to search of either white-collar or blue-collar jobs in Lagos, since he had an O’ level qualification. He had gotten wary of farming the fields and straining one’s self when he could just sit down in an office or do one or two things in a factory or an industry and get a reward that was more than what his strenuous oil palm farming generated. Besides, the government’s attention had shifted to the crude oil that came from beneath the ground and had left the kind of oil that came from oil palms that he produced. Also, cotton, cocoa and rubber weren’t recognized as export commodities anymore. He had spent five years already in Lagos working with the National Electric Power Authority and was now a trained Electric Engineer. He had a rented apartment in Oshodi where he lived with his family, and truly they were better off than when he tilled the hard ground for oil palm. The last time he travelled back to Umuagwo with his family for the Christmas and end of the year festivities, more and more Umuagwo youths had decided to abandon hoes and cutlasses and relocate to Lagos too.

The rest of Chideraa’s siblings were boys and they loved to play football a lot and when they listened to the radio, they either listened to comedy programs or music. Chideraa loved to help his mother out with the house chores and when he was with his father, they were either listening to news on the radio or were talking about the country.

The trending news had been about the oil boom all the while, but it was beginning to change a bit. Looting of public funds had once again become the order of the day. It was major reason Yakubu Gowon’s government was overthrown in a bloodless coup in July 29, 1975 and Brig. Gen. Murtala Mohammed was now into power. News broadcasts announced another coup in less than a year as Murtala Mohammed was assassinated on February 13, 1976 in another failed coup attempt. Then Lt. Gen. Olusegun Obasanjo came into power as the Military Head of State.

“Papa” Chideraa drew his father’s attention. “Would these coups continue forever?”

“I do not know my son. Those military men and their thirst for power; they claimed it was the corruption and indiscipline of the civilians that made them intervene in 1966. Now they are even more corrupt and undisciplined than the civilians of 1966. Although Obasanjo intends to hand over power back to civilians very soon; let us hope he will do so.” He replied.

Lt. Gen. Olusegun Obasanjo kept his promise and by 1979, he handed over power to a civilian, Alhaji Shehu Shagari. It sparked celebrations all over the country. Oshodi was not left out. The fact that the Vice President was an Igbo man, Alex Ekwueme, had given Obierika and so many other Igbos too, a reason to be jubilant, and it looked like Nigeria was heading to a good start again after so many years of struggle, looting and bloodshed. Although the country was in shambles, there was hope of a new beginning – A Second Republic.

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Story Four: Chideraa in Post-Independence Era

Part Two

Boom, boom, firings from Nigerian Forces’ armoured tankers rattled the skies. If you only heard the sound from a distance or saw the impact blow off your roof, you were lucky. Those that felt the impact crash on their bodies did not tell the story of what or how they felt. It had been two long years of fighting and the “Police action” the Head of State of the Federal Military Government of Nigeria, Lt. Col. Yakubu Gowon had declared on the Federal Republic of Biafra in May 1967, after Major General Chukwuemeka Ojukwu declared the Independence of the Republic of Biafra, had become a full blown Civil war. Chideraa and his mother hid and lived in the thick forest with their people. The Nigerian soldiers raided their villages and displaced most of the Umuagwo community dwellers. A lot of them had been taken as female attendants by the soldiers Continue reading