Thoughts|| My Nigerian Dream… 


The Nigeria I was born into was a beautiful country, a land flowing with milk and honey. A very fertile land with beautiful people and cultures, it was the perfect place for me and I was proud to be Nigerian. 

I remember sitting at the stadium in 1999 watc
hing Nigeria and Brazil play. I didn’t know anything about football, I just cheered alongside with my family and other fans. I remember leading the assembly and singing “On the 1stOctober 1960 Nigeria got independence…” I just really loved to sing about my motherland. I remember playing outside with neighbors until my mum chased me with her shoes just because she was trying to get me to go into the house.

  I remember going to Isaac Boro Park and the amusement park to play with my cousins. I remember those birthdays I spent with Noelle, Ebiye, Princess, Chukuemeka, Amarachi, Tomi, David and Ifechukwu where we shared my cake while drinking zobo.I remember choreographing and singing to TY Bello’s Green Land “The land is green its green ohh…” Life was peaceful and sweet, such memories’ I can never forget. 


Growing up, I realized that while I was in my own perfect Nigeria there was chaos everywhere. Why didn’t I notice all of it, the suffering, the poverty, the oppression and the corruption? Now I’m in the system, a victim of circumstances; living in poverty, poor electricity and poor education just like every other person out there. 


I’m a grown woman and soon I will bring children into this country. They will be born into a perfect Nigeria, ignorant of everything. My sweat and toil will make this possible. When they grow will their perfect Nigeria disappear? Where I found perfection in imperfection, I want them to find just perfection.

 The future of our Nation is in my hands, our hands. Different generations have sang”…we are the future of tomorrow…” but have actually done nothing. Pray for Nigeria! Pray for Nigeria! Is all I hear, are we really praying?

Change should start from within us. 


We shouldn’t just sit and wait on the leaders. I cannot offer all the solutions but together we can. 

  My heart gladdens when I see the ideas coming up all by young people. I see a lot of creativity in fashion, art, blogging and even the movie industry. All these gives me hope. 


Nigeria is mine, Nigeria is yours, Nigeria is ours, let’s make it happen.


The Black Writer



Join the discussion and tell us your opinion.

Tobi Oyewumireply
April 29, 2015 at 10:00 am

This post speaks the mind of every “Nigerian”. We are the only ones that can help our situation and it all begins with a bold step. We are a Great Nation and I’m a Proud Nigerian anywhere in the world❤

April 29, 2015 at 10:07 am

if chinua achebe were alive, after readin this ,he probably would tell you the same thing he told chiamanda, “she came almost fully baked”…this is patriotic,almost put me to tears!

April 29, 2015 at 10:22 am
– In reply to: lord

This write up is an expression for ur love for nigeria. Keep loving nigeria. It’s ur home.

April 29, 2015 at 10:25 am
– In reply to: adesuwa

Thank you dear

Olan Taiworeply
April 29, 2015 at 11:39 am

Thanks for the call Black Writer….I dream your dream and hope all Nigerians do too. I love it.

May 1, 2015 at 10:07 am
– In reply to: Olan Taiwo

Thank you. Olan

April 30, 2015 at 6:38 pm

This is absolutely awesome, every Nigeria needs to read this….nice one darling and btw I see my name ?

May 10, 2015 at 9:29 am

Nice one dear
proud to be a Nigerian

June 4, 2015 at 2:07 am

I should say am more than impressed

December 13, 2015 at 8:09 am

This brought me to tears, I’m usually unapologetic while. I express my love for Nigeria but I’m usually seen to be wierd, thank you for this great write up , keep doing your thing

December 13, 2015 at 8:11 am
– In reply to: Precious

Your welcome. And thanks for reading my blog.

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