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With Eyes On The Future, I Write.
<p><sub>In case you haven't noticed, you are growing old, and just like your parents, you now have stories to tell.</sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub>In the future, you will tell your child or that young nephew or niece of yours about 2020, a year a virus caused global upheaval, shuting down schools and emptying the world's busiest streets of people and they- these young ones- will stare at you with utmost disbelief. </sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub>You will look back to this very year- 2020, and remember how nose masks became part of human clothing, how the words 'quarantine' and 'isolation' flew back and forth. </sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub>You will pass by a school and hear students singing 'Nigeria We Hail thee' in unison, and then you will tell it to ears that care to listen that this was not the anthem you sang in your own days. </sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub>And when your children sit to discuss the happenings of the day in school, talking about the mischief of a classmate or the high-handedness of a teacher, you will reminisce and try to recall the names of your own class pals (By this time, you would have forgotten the surnames of some). The image of that Teacher feared by everyone in your school days will resurface from that pocket of the past you have tucked it into, but instead of being filled with dread, you will laugh, for you are no longer that naive teen afraid of whips but an adult, a personae that dispels fear lodging in the heart of the young.</sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub> You will tell your neighbour's child of a time a jumbo loaf of bread went for Two hundred Naira, and a bag of rice was sold for a paltry sum of Eight Thousand Naira; of a time Naira notes went into hiding, and WAEC exams weren't Computer Based. </sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub>And of course, this child will assume the stead of Thomas, doubting if there was a time all you say, was. </sub></p><p><sub><br/></sub></p><p><sub>For now, the clock is ticking, and each tick brings along a story- A story you have to tell.</sub></p>
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