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Nawa Or Not



Yesterday, I lost my last chill and I’ll tell you why, maybe not the full story but I’ll make sure you understand where I’m coming from and where I’m going to. I’m one of the people who believe Nigeria is great and can be better, no need to run abroad and stuff. I’m not taking it back but I don’t blame those who run abroad and this is why I’m here. I schooled in Benin Republic, most of you know that already and some people upon knowing ask why I went there. I give them the same answer “we had a family friend there, that’s why” which is actually the truth but if I had tasted schooling in a federal school at the time, I’d probably still choose little Cotonou over my beloved country anytime.

See, I don’t think people should go through hell because they’re trying to get educated, I mean, they’re spending their money, time and energy already, can you just support at least? I don’t know how schooling in the real abroad felt like for those who schooled there but schooling in Cotonou made me feel like life could be easy. Yes, lecturers still made you do test when you were least expecting, they called classes on Sundays sometimes and gave you small trouble based on their Nigerian brain but its nothing compared to what Nigerians who can’t afford private schools face.

Now I don’t know how schooling in a public tertiary institution is in Nigeria is but I hear it’s like hell starting from the excessive crowd to the lecturers who feel like they’re gods etc, prove me wrong though if I am. You ask a question and due to the craze in our head, people respond like they want to pass all the frustration in their lives to you, you need to submit a form but the queue is almost longer than forever, toilets are so badly taken care of that you barely want to use it, the list is endless.
We will never move forward educationally if we cannot put certain things in place.

Stop feeling like a god; lecturers need to know that they’re not doing you a favour by lecturing, they’re doing their jobs and as the student, you’re obliged to listen or waste you or your parent’s money by risking failure.
Apologize when things can’t work; as a lecturer, if you can’t make it to class and you’ve known ahead of time, tell the students as soon as you find out. They might be your students but they also have their lives to live, they have plans so let them adjust. If there’s an issue with a course, the school should let the students know so they’ll know its general, if anything can’t go according to plan, let people know, don’t leave them to assume, isn’t that what your notice boards are for?

Don’t be a stumbling block to someone; I’ve heard cases where lecturers vow that a student will never graduate then that one starts dry fasting and prayer so the lecturer could die or be replaced. I mean, is it ever that serious, just do your job really, those who won’t turn out well still won’t turn out well no matter what you do.


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