The man problem in the black community E-Book

Stella Glory

• Herausgeber: BoD - Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Seitenzahl: 80

Beschreibung

The quest to understand the reason some continents enjoys a better life whereas some are not living close to it yet, resulted to the WHY question I found myself asking. Having experience life from two continent, two different people, two different culture and of course two different standard of living This book is my discovery of the Why question as it relates to my Black people.

Leseprobe

This book is dedicated to the Almighty God for creating a Beautiful Africa and to all African mothers and children whose greatest desire is to have a lovely husband and a responsible father.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Introduction

The African Nation

Throwback to the slave era

The Africa problem

Differences between Oyibo and Black man

Ways the Oyibo man exercise responsibilities

Challenges of the Black man

The African youth

They are afraid of you

A cry for help

About the author

INTRODUCTION

Travelling, they say is part of education. I certainly didn’t understand this statement as I thought I did until I relocated from Africa to Europe.

Travelling to me before this time was more of a luxury than exploring for impact; after all, one can only travel when he has sufficient money. However, when I began my adventure in Europe, (Germany precisely), I realised that one can never fully understand the different culture and setting of a country and its people until he finds himself in it. That would also mean that the understanding of the depth of the problem of one’s nation is limited or not in view until there are experiences from people from other lands who are living in true freedom. There is certainly how life should be and one can know when he is living the life.

Sooner as I settled in my newfound world, I began to see that God made us all special but different so we can all benefit from each other. However, the most important discovery for me is that one can find the solution to the problems in her land by truly exploring the secrets that make other lands better than hers and for once I saw the root cause of the lack of progress in the black community.

As strange as it may sound, I didn't fancy Europe upon my arrival compared to the desperate desire for many to be in the Western world. In my mind, it’s certainly not where I would want to spend the rest of my life. What I saw was not exactly how it is represented on television and in books as I saw while growing up, besides I was doing well before I came to Germany. I was expectant of something more as played in my mind over time while growing up, such as the beautiful sight of roads and houses almost made of gold, and of course a perfect living condition of something close to a world filled with beauty as described in children's books. So you can understand my disappointment when I saw none of it.

I had to struggle for years to stay because of my marriage and as I started having my children the desire to go back home to Nigeria, began to lessen and that was when I started getting inspired by the way of living in my newfound world. I soon began to see that the white race (OYIBO) who have succeeded in living a developed life (because not all are), are very far ahead of how we all are supposed to live.

What I saw were leaders seeking the well-being of their people. The living conditions in these developed societies can simply be described as without fear. Everything seems to be in place, (though not as perfect as I had imagined before coming) that even what they don't need, they make it available to her people. There is certainly no fear of power failure, no fear of harmed men invading their houses. They seem happy with life.

I also noticed that these people are 100 per cent plus, purpose-driven and organised than my African communities and the black in general. They take something and run with it and there is no stop until that mission is accomplished. Behind their well-planned society is a secret the Africans takes for granted. This kept me thinking one night after seeing terrible things going on back home on social media as regards killing, kidnapping and injustice, WHY WE ARE THE WAY WE ARE:

It is so heartbreaking to see that few people sit on what it takes to better their people, causing hardship and pain, especially for the women and children thereby denying them the necessity of life. It is almost unthinkable but that is exactly what is happening in my community. Coincidentally it all seems to be the same everywhere, even the blacks in America are not left out.

To be honest I was tired of hearing and reading the history of what the Oyibos did to us, as it relates to us being prominent people before they made us slaves etc. For how long this story has been and how have we moved on as a people since the end of the slave era? That is a story for another day. All I wanted to see was change, I mean true change. If everything was once good for us, what stops us from rising after our fall?

The blacks have been wrongly represented, no doubt, even the name ‘Black’ is a representation of something bad i.e. when you say something is black, what comes to mind is something wicked, or dirty, it just naturally represents something negative. On the other hand, when you say something is white, it is pure; it is something good and beautiful. If you have noticed in any film where the good and bad are played, the devil or Antagonist is always represented with black skin and the angel or protagonist is represented with the white skin. These white people produce films according to what suits them and send them to us to watch.

Our little children no longer feel comfortable with their skin anymore, because they have been exposed to these films and other things that undermine black skin such as hairstyles, clothes etc and rather than accepting who they are, they are craving to be someone else. Even our women are not left out. That is an attack on our identity because it is driving many to put on who they are not.

I don't believe the human race is attributed to colours otherwise we would have colours like blue, purple etc. If there should be any colour attributed to the human race at all, that would be the earth colour and that is more pronounced in the people we refer to as black. Calling us brown or the earth's colour makes even more sense because our colour cannot be compared to the real representation of the colour black, the difference is huge. Everyone is from the earth as the Bible clearly states and we are all beautiful.

The question I would like to ask here is what were we calling ourselves before this whole thing of the black stuff came to be? In your mother tongue, what is your race called? And how often do we use it? Before we started coming in contact with the Oyibos and learning English, what were we calling ourselves? Maybe that is why they gave the name that is wrongly misrepresenting us today. I couldn’t even find a suitable name to use in place of black as regards the title of this book because it has become what we know ourselves to be. But I won’t be surprised to find the most beautiful name that we are called in your mother tongue.

There is no doubt that we are wrongly identified as black but somehow it seems to depict the state of the African nation. What I don’t understand is if it could be that we were called blacks which they knew quite well represents something bad, because of how we behave, or because they hate us and just want to represent us as bad?

Honestly speaking bad is what it looks like in the black communities today. Everything seems to be out of place. Having seen and heard stuff on social medias and how she presents herself to the world just seems to bolder me and I wonder why it is all negative about us around the globe today. If we are humans and the people we call white are humans, why then are things not working as they should be?

Like a spark of light, I saw in my perspective where the weakness of Africa lies, and what the stronghold of the white race lies (however I shall be referring to them as OYIBO in this book, as popularly called by my Nigerian people).

This is my short writing of what I see as the problem of black people. I believe it’s a light that is often neglected in dealing with the problems that the African world faces today. I hope it will impart the way we think hence changing our communities. No nation builds itself; it is a collective effort of every individual that gets the job done.

Chapter 1

The African Nation

The African nations, as it is represented on the world map seem to be in the form of a question mark, in other words, the best way to define the African continent right now is as it is mapped out in the world and that is in the form of a question.