In the past few reflections in my birthday posts, I have always stuck on the depth of God’s grace over my life. I mean as years keep racing, I encounter the faithfulness of God which always keeps me wondering, am I so worthy? It was just five years ago when it looked like life cut too little meaning. Now, I live it like a loaded gun, bursting at every opportunity in sight.
This post is for those dedicated to the craft, edging out excellence at every point, blooming where they were planted. Nothing more represents that in my life than to peer into the 35 years of duty of my mother. She retires at the end of this month after a glorious work, teaching primary school students. In fact, the pay is so basic, less than what the domestic servant of the National assembly leadership earn but believe me the work has been glorious. The influence of being a stern teacher robbed on my siblings and I. The least was a cane – always the abundant gift of primary school students -, an automatic reset button. I have to admire her dedication to the family too in the times of want and challenges; her sacrifice stands tall.
A lot of times we don’t seize the present. We wonder too much in the future that’s unknown. Our fixation on the fortune to come robs us of the joy of the present. I have looked into the things I do, and I am so grateful for the present. Though we lost our patriarch years ago, I am glad at how the puzzle of siblings, mother, wife, and daughter is fitting into places. But, I still have multiple questions on my mind.
Education in a competitive way spread across our public spaces is always on my mind and will be a fitting memory to the years of service of my mother. It is always painful to see Nigerians carry banners and sharing heart-wrenching pictures of citizens who desperately need emergency care. How many times will we crowdfund for the sick or ones who need education badly? How many times will ASUU go to strike in our lifetime? Health and Education have always been the bedrock of equalizing a society regarding the right to life and opportunity. We have a political class that cares so little about these issues because of what benefit will it be to them? They will prefer to build inflated roads and railways, backed by expensive public bonds – Nigeria’s biggest wealth transfer and private sector destructive fleece going on.
I share these plans for the future, and I know it is underpinned by the poor governance that we all suffer from. If we can deliver universal health care mostly to the gravely sick amongst us, give quality education to students that allow them to compete globally, open up large skill-up centers that push Nigeria to a global outsourcing hub, that’s a step ahead in fulfillment, but that’s always hard for our political class. It is very possible to park a plane for the President for 130 days but will be impossible to improve the working conditions of doctors.
As seen in technology growth, Nollywood booms, Nigerian viral music, in all, the government has always played catch up. So it is important that I begin, but that’s the future. While I ruminate on the questions, I must seize on the present – BudgIT. The work is still not done, but we stay on the questions, dedicated to the cause that every Nigerian is informed on how public funds are spent and they must take action on such basis.
Like Albert Einstein said, “It’s not that I’m so smart, it’s just that I stay with problems longer.” I must remain on the question, sow it, watch it sprout and let it bloom. That’s what humanity and living have to be about, and leading BudgIT is just the beginning of the chain. The probe into multiple questions that confounds us and keeps me awake all the time. For now, let be remain dedicated to that I have been committed to do.
God bless you for all your messages and kind prayers.