Really world ??? Bandits bandwidth

Aye ma nika oo inu omo adam jiTell me why the one place parents trust the most suddenly becomes the place they fear the most.Tell me why classrooms are beginning to look like crime scenes and school gates now feel like the entrance to uncertainty. Abi, was it Rashida’s mother’s fault that she wanted her child to have an education?Was it a crime for Soliu and Sikiru’s mother to believe her children were the leaders of tomorrow and wake them up every morning for school?Was Fatimo wrong for dreaming of becoming the first female president of Nigeria? These children did everything society asked of them.They stayed in school.They listened to their teachers.They carried their bags and notebooks instead of weapons.Yet their reward for believing in education was terror. The dreams of these children and 36 others were suspended the moment bandits decided they could invade a school and declare war, not just on the government, but on innocent people trying to survive in a country already drowning in suffering. Really world?? And the painful part is that this no longer shocks anybody.Kidnappings have become press releases.Deaths have become statistics.The government releases statements, promises “investigations,” sends condolences, and then moves on while families are left broken forever. I remember when the kidnapping crisis first became a national nightmare in Nigeria. Back then it was Boko Haram and the Chibok girls. It sounded so far away to many people, like one terrible story happening somewhere distant. People talked about it for weeks, changed their profile pictures, shouted “Bring Back Our Girls,” and then life continued for those who were privileged enough not to experience that pain directly. But the kidnappings did not stop.Dapchi schoolgirls.The Kankara boys.The Greenfield University students.The Kaduna train attack.Children kidnapped from schools in Niger State, Zamfara, Kaduna, Sokoto.Families forced to sell everything they own just to hear the voices of their loved ones again. Every year the horror gets closer.What once felt distant is now at our doorstep.Now it is in our backyard. What are we going to do about it? How many more children have to disappear before this country treats insecurity like the emergency it truly is?How many more parents have to sleep with one eye open?How many more teachers must die before schools become safe again? What exactly is the duty of a government that cannot protect children in classrooms?What exactly are citizens paying the price for every single day? These children’s biggest concern that morning was probably lunch. Shuaibu, Ahmed, and Muiz Aliu’s mother had already told them she made no sales in the market the previous day. She probably prayed over the little food she managed to provide for dinner the night before, hoping things would get better soon. As if hunger in this country is not already traumatic enough, now parents must also fear whether their children will return home alive. Damilare forgot to do his maths assignment and was terrified his teacher would punish him. Imagine that. A child worrying about homework while danger was already speeding toward his school. Little did he know that within hours, homework would become the least of his problems. And then there was Michael Oyedokun.The strict maths teacher students feared because he took education seriously. The kind of teacher who believed discipline could shape children into better adults. He probably kissed his wife goodbye that morning, expecting to return home after work like every normal person should. He probably had plans for tomorrow. Bills to pay. Dreams to chase. A family waiting for him. But Michael is dead. Dead because a government that constantly promises security keeps failing the people it swore to protect.Dead because politicians travel with convoys while teachers and students are abandoned to fend for themselves.Dead because leaders will spend billions securing elections and offices but cannot secure schools filled with innocent children. Really world?? And somewhere in a forest, terrified children are still hoping somebody remembers them.Still praying someone comes.Still crying for their mothers.Still asking questions no child should ever have to ask. The saddest thing is that tomorrow another tragedy will happen and people will move on again.Another hashtag.Another candlelight post.Another speech from officials telling citizens to “remain calm.” Remain calm while children are kidnapped?Remain calm while parents bury teachers?Remain calm while education itself is under attack?Really world?? Nigeria keeps failing its people in the most heartbreaking ways possible.A country where citizens are expected to survive hunger, insecurity, corruption, unemployment, and now the fear of simply sending their children to school. Schools are supposed to be places where dreams are built, not where dreams disappear.Children should be worrying about tests, friendships, and what to eat during break time — not whether they will survive the day. These are not just victims.They are human beings.Children with favourite subjects and favourite foods.Teachers with families and responsibilities.People whose lives mattered long before they became news headlines. And until this government begins to value Nigerian lives beyond press conferences and empty promises, tragedies like this will keep repeating themselves while ordinary people continue paying the price. Really world???

Really World!!!

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