Our early privilege
Around the time we
left secondary school, we were children of middle-class and upwardly mobile
parents who were at or approaching the pinnacle of their careers. Many of them,
our parents were educated abroad where they had us, children, typically in their
mid-20s.
At that time, there
was no particular desire amongst us to leave Nigeria, tertiary education was of
the standard that was quite competitive and engaging. That we had NYSC
(National Youth Service Corps) teachers who had studied abroad did not necessarily
make us yearn for an exit, Nigerian seemed to present opportunity and prospect,
some of our colleagues spent the summer holidays abroad and still returned to
finish their school.
The dream that died
Somehow, has the
democracy of the second republic transitioned into military rule, that apparent
Nigerian dream was becoming a nightmare. Obviously, the connections we had
through the networks of our parents gave us access, be it nepotism or
favoritism, a helping hand, and good word here or there, hurdles were smoothed
away, but the incumbency of the middle-classes was beginning to shift for even
more egregious corruption.
At a point, not even
merit coupled with any level of preferential treatment to get you anywhere in
Nigeria, the system was gummed up by bureaucracy, corruption, and rent-seekers.
In the space of a decade, our accents and apparent privilege got us nowhere.
Nigeria was no more working for us and there began the exodus, the exit to
where at least we believed more than when our parents were abroad that we could
not only thrive, but a semblance of meritocracy gave us a fighting chance.
The first mass exodus
Some of us armed with
first degrees or just citizenship by birth knew that the promised land that our
parents returned to was not the promised land where we could with grit, talent,
and daring begin to live our best lives. Besides, the strictures of tradition,
culture and control that stifled our freedom of expression in Nigeria was to be
broken out of when we escaped.
From the mid-1980s into
the early 1990s, we left Nigeria disillusioned young people to begin new lives
abroad just as the government was running a losing battle about losing us to a
world that appeared to need us, or so we believed. I would suppose many of us
who were born abroad in the 1960s and the 1970s left Nigeria and probably never
returned.
The new brain drain
There is a new exodus
in play, just as the one we can remember that those in government today were the
same faces that could not convince us of the Nigerian dream then. They might
not be like those of us of the other exodus, but I would suggest they are the “I
have only one life” cohort. They have decided that in the scheme of things the
possibility of a different Nigeria is probably remote or impossible and they
need to act to provide opportunity and dreams for themselves and their
children.
Many of them are
highly qualified Nigerians in a Nigeria that is not working for them as they
realise there is a global talent market yearning for them and the diversity in
expertise they can bring to environments that allows for competition and is
rarely gamed by overreach or the abuse of power, where the rule of law, at least
in the letter of it appears to be respected and the powerful or influential
cannot mess you up on the whim of megalomania.
It still works for
some
You still have to
give it to those who still believe in the Nigerian dream and seem to thrive in
Nigeria despite the lack of ease of doing business, a rotten and intemperate
regulatory system that thwarts rather than encourages initiative and
innovation, corruption, crumbling infrastructure and the security challenges.
Many Nigerians are
thinking, I have only one life and I doubt I want to waste the best part of my productive
years daydreaming about a different Nigeria when there could be any other place
where my achievements and abilities can find the scope to thrive. For some, even
from Nigeria, the world has been their oyster, but for others, they have jumped
at the opportunity to emigrate with the feeling that when pit against obstacles
abroad they have a more probable chance of coming out on top than struggling in
Nigeria.
Use the opportunities
that come
This is not to
celebrate the exodus from Nigeria of talent and brains, but I left Nigeria over
30 years ago and I know what that had given me in life and experience. It might
well be that on balance Nigeria does not deserve many of its youth because the
system gives little credence to what they have to contribute.
The world however
needs amazing brains and Nigerians constitute a pool of talent the world cannot
do without. Maybe after making it abroad, some might return to be honoured at
home.
You have one life,
take it to the world and make history, that is my treatise to every young
Nigerian.
