This is a period of rarities. They occur in their original forms or in the variations of even familiar events. The desire to convince, the urge to prevail is so overpowering those normal limits of behaviour are ignored or forsaken. The results are sometimes bewildering. They emerge in outlandish statements from highly respectable sources and totally unexpected directions. A very unusually season.

I would say I had the passion, if you are specially gifted in something; the drive would push you to it. After completing my secondary school education, I found myself acting plays, dancing and getting deeply enmeshed in entertainment. Ironically, my mother was into drama and a dance teacher. She loved her profession with a passion. So, it was only normal that I developed the traits from her. Hence all through my years in the secondary school, I found myself participating actively in virtually all entertainment activities because I derived great joy from it.

Last month, I stepped, no, drove confidently with a wife and son in tow, to the same compound I first tentatively stepped into as a shy, small boy some 50 years ago. My first port of call was the chapel where a thanksgiving service was going on. This chapel held many bitter/sweet memories for me because it was, in my early years before the school hall was rebuilt,more than a prayer ground.

Recently, along with Eyobong Ita, a former Vanguard staff and president of the US-based National Association of African Journalists, I attended a campaign rally in Akamkpa, Cross River State where it was refreshing, for a change, to hear politicians talk about strengthening the youth of the nation.

By Ugoji Egbujo Live and let live. Let the kite perch and let the Eagle perch. Blood is thick. Be your brother’s keeper. Never abandon a brother. Igbo maxims. So why does the Osu caste system still exist in many Igbo communities? Discrimination hurts , bruises, crushes. And it must hurt even more deeply when […]