33: The Truth

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Chapter 33: The Truth.

”Ladies and gentlemen, I am happy for the opportunity given to me to speak here today. My name is S** M***a. I have lived for quite sometime in this country and have observed some things that should not have been happening to any human being in this century. The kingdom of Netherlands has done so much to help the people of Africa. On behalf of the African people, i thank you so much. However, there are some areas that we still require your help. The first among them is the area of accepting and banking monies stolen by the corrupt politicians all over Africa. You can argue that such monies don’t come to the Kingdom of Netherlands but i can argue that Europe has become one. I am a Nigerian and i know how difficult things are back home for my people. They don’t have good drinking waters, they don’t have electricity, they don’t have good shelter, no roads, no good education and no health insurance. You see, If Europe and United States stop receiving and banking those stolen funds, the corrupt politicians will have nowhere to invest the money except back home. It is because of the hardships inflicted on the masses that propelled them to seek for greener pastures elsewhere.
They use every possible means to run away from their own countries. They walk across Sahara desert just to come to Europe in search of food and medicine. They die in their thousands yearly while attempting to come to Europe while the World sit back and watch. They drown daily in Mediterranean sea while trying to find food and shelter and when they eventually succeeded in crossing to Europe, you give them the same rights you give your dogs. You don’t allow them to go to school, you don’t give them work, you don’t give them identities and you don’t even want to see them. You make laws that discriminate against them even before they come. As a result, they have no other means of survival except to commit one petty crime or the other. They take to the streets to hawk drugs just to survive. You catch them and lock them up for long and when you finally release them, most hardly know where they came from. You gather them and send them to one African country or another in the name of deportation. They eventually end up in the same place and the same situation they tried to run away from. I am not placing blames on you for the problems of Africa, i am asking for help. Children are dying everyday because their parents can’t afford cheap drugs. Instead of hospitals, they turn to Church for divine help. Ladies and gentlemen, this is the 21st Century. Where is the human rights we have been hearing since the 19th century? Where is the equal rights we read in the papers? I am asking you to appeal to the European Union parliament to help the people of Africa. Stopping us from crossing into Europe through the Mediterranean sea or sending us back to Africa are not long term solutions to the problems. The long term solution is to stop and excommunicate our
Corrupt leaders, stop selling your properties to them, stop them and their children from coming to your countries to live or study, encourage them to develop our health and education system so that the masses will benefit. Stop giving them loans that usually end up in their personal bank accounts. When this and other good plans are implemented in the Africa system, the exodus of my people to Europe will stop.
Many of them are not educated enough to know where they are going. Many of them cannot locate Europe in a map yet they want to come to Europe.
I remember asking a friend of mine if he knew where Israel was located in a map, do you know the answer he gave me, he said that Europe is in Heaven. Thank you” i ended my speech amidst laughter from the more than 200 people sitting in the ‘City Halle’ of Eindhoven.
I was invited to amuse them with some of the jokes i had published with the The African Bulletin newspaper but i decided to use the opportunity to remind them that things where bad back home. I also decided to end my speech with the small ‘Israel in Heaven’ joke so that they would be laughing while i exited the building and that was what i did. I had walked back to the seat where i was before i was called up, collected the rehearsal paper i left on the seat and left the building through the back door. I went straight to the Eindhoven central station and entered a train heading back to Amsterdam.
Mr Marteen who had invited me tried to call me while i was in the train but i didn’t answer the call. I sent him a message telling him that i was in a bus back to Amsterdam and that i will talk to him later. I believed he wanted to pay me the money we agreed on but i wasn’t going to risk deportation back to Portugal because of that amount. I already made my point which was worth more than €350.
When i got back, i called Mr Marteen. He asked why i didn’t wait for him. I told him that i finished what i was invited to do and left. He was extremely happy for my speech. He didn’t expect the speech. He himself had lived in Zambia for years and worked there. He loved Africa and loved promoting African things. He was the secretary of one Dutch-African Integration group. It was his group that organised the event. It was a yearly event. Mr Marteen invited me for the event of the coming year but i laughed at it. I reminded him that it was still one year ahead.
Back in my room in Bulewijk, i reflected on the speech i made in Eindhoven. It was a brave move which selfish people could regard as silly and dangerous since it was capable of landing me in trouble but i knew that i was a Nigerian and An African Ambassador in Europe.

At a time in Amsterdam, i stopped caring whether i would be deported or not. I didn’t misbehave or disobey laws but i started going to some places which the Nigerian Community regarded as out of bound due to our colour and Status. I did all i could to emancipate myself from mental slavery and i succeeded because i stopped being scared.

” Men occasionally
stumble over the
truth, but most of
them pick
themselves up and
hurry off as if
nothing ever
happened”

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15 Responses

  1. That was a wonderful speech,Zubby.

  2. iykomo ZERO

    chai, i ni fit read am all o…. No better story for this chapter..

  3. It calls for a sober reflection.

  4. Nice one, but be mindful that we are here to forget these glaring issue you mentioned and dishing them out without commensurate shock absorber in the form of entertainment only serves the purpose of a nightmare… Quit haunting already debased and deprived minds.

  5. What can I say? No comment. More blessing boss.

  6. wow, this calls for reflection. I wish we could learn from this cos charity begins at home.
    If our home is good and comfortable, we would not be anxious to run away and become slaves in another man’s land

  7. Jimmy Warlat

    No comment…oops, i’ve coomented. Right behind you Zuby, all the way.

  8. Truth hurts
    Truth is bitter
    But when u know d truth
    It will set u free

  9. @Iykomo Zero, na cos no sex dey am abi

  10. Numero uuuno

    Nice speech….

  11. Purely The Truuh

  12. nice one ozoigbondu

  13. Khay Tunechi

    Very Educative, thouqht provokinq speech.. Iont remember any of our leaders havin d qut to say this! God bless Ur heart sire.. So happy we’ve qot sane minds like U in this insane country..

  14. “You did nit break any law or misbehave”….. does this also include none sale of drugs!

  15. Wonderful speech that reflect on realities on ground in the black continent. Thanks for being a great ambassador of mother Africa. Jah bless!

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