[dropcap]S[/dropcap]aturday basically recorded one of the hottest days in so long. It was practically 40° and rising! Not that I’m complaining of course. It’s what we see on the daily in Nigeria so I’m used to the heat. Gorgeousness however, was loving none of it!
Mein Lieber kann nicht in Nigeria leben! But then again, when you get used to something, it becomes a part of you oder? Maybe one week in my village, no electricity, no clean water for miles, no nice bed and of course no Internet would toughen him up! Although, it just might be cakes and ice cream for him seeing as he lived as a scout when he was younger!
Anyways, today got me thinking about black history after watching the movie Selma. I realised I knew very little about American history especially as Gorgeousness had better knowledge of the Selma history than I did. It got me thinking that black history should be taught in Nigerian schools.
How does he know so much? It’s taught in German schools. Now this I can totally understand because of the whole WWII history of America being part of the allies that helped build Germany after Hitler’s regime. Someone I know believes it’s OK to not learn about American history in Nigerian schools cos it is a different continent and what they did isn’t our business and this I completely don’t agree with. Sure as she explained, we have our own history to learn about so black or white history isn’t our problem.
Well, I do agree when she says tagging history isn’t important, after all, our skin color, race, etc makes no never mind, what we did does. But watching Selma, seeing how Martin Luther King Jr appealed to everyone to stand up and march for justice regardless of skin color puts your mind into a totally different perspective about the human race in general. What does it say about who we are when we see something wrong happening but bask in ignorance because we either are afraid to be treated the same way or we just don’t care? Do we need to be called out? Do we need to justify our prejudiced behaviours when we turn our backs on fellow human beings that need us to join a fight for freedom?
We all know that for freedom to take effect, lives must be lost. It’s a sad truth and freedom is gotten by the people who are brave enough and willing to give their lives so that the future will be possible. So shouldn’t their story be told? Shouldn’t we be given the knowledge to understand the struggle a people long before us went through to make today’s world possible?
Should it matter what part of the world you live in? Who you are or what you hope to achieve can be defined by the bravery of someone else, living or long dead.