My meeting with Prof. Viola Onwuliri, Minister of State for Foreign Affairs.

Folks, this meeting was formidable. If there's something that I took home with I think it's democracy is whole lot better than a military rule in any guise, waaay better than any monarchial system of government. At least in a democratic setting one is allowed to say his mind. And of course, I think that was what the representative of the Nigerian Government demonstrated at the meeting in Greater LA in Culver City. Unlike the New York's meeting where troublemakers tried disrupting the meeting, attendees in Greater LA Area respected themselves.
Everyone who attended was angry with the situation back home, but at the end of the day when every input by every attendee was acknowledged and addressed, folks seemed happy and look forward to a changed Nigeria while trusting the regime of President GoodLuck Jonathan to deliver on his promises. Folks, the minister was impressive with her level of diplomacy, and Ambassador Jerry Sonny Ugokwe was right on hand to assist her with the Eklarungen.
One after the other Nigerians came expressing their anger on the present conditions. Everyone had the opportunity to say something. Attendees were more concerned with Boko Haram and Security, and corruption.
After much have been said on the area of security and Boko Haram, I recognised there was no need to ask any question on those areas, I decided to put forward one of my issues. The issue of Affirmative Action and getting Nigerian Women involved in politics. Because Nigerians talk about marginalization without talking about that Nigeria women. Nigeria women makes up almost the half of the Nigerian demographics, and still, they are marginalised in politics and public affairs. Why? Either that the leaders don't care about the womenfolks, or simply none seems to listen about the outcry against the discrimination against women in different spheres of the Nigerian life...to be continued

Who am I really?

I was born in a very congenial home situation. My parents have always lived together very intimately, and I can hardly remember a time that they ever argued. (My dad happens to be the kind who won't argue, but knows his stands), or had a ny great fall out. I have never experience the feeling of not having the basic necessities of life. These things were always provided by a dad who always put family first. My dad has always been a sweet dad as my sisters and I would always discuss. This is not to say that I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth; far from it. My dad has never acquired any of his wealth covetously or corruptibly. People often tag him - the incorruptible judge - May be because he leads every local meetings in his community. And he is the type that speaks perfect English. This I see as an art. Well, my dad was into trading, with wits he made a modest living. He never wastes his money at the expense of his family. He has always had sense enough not to live beyond his means. So for this reason, he has been able to provide us with the necessities of life with little strain. For the past years he has had tremendous responsiblity of keeping all of us in school, (my siblings in college, and I in convent school) and although it has been somewhat a burden from a financial angle having all 9 of us and kids of other relatives go to school. Well, dad sees education as a key to a better tomorrow. My mum has behind the scene setting forth those motherly cares, the lack of which leaves a missing link in life. I have always been a mums purse. I hear grown-ups tease me often as - Her mum's hand device - I love mom as well.
The community in which I was born was quite ordinary in terms of social status. Many in my community had not attained great wealth like the Dantatas. Only a few could be described to be what represent somewhat the Nigerian middle class. Most folks in my home-town, Eziukwu Aba, who had attained wealth lived in a section of Enyimba City known as the GRA. The community in which I was born and raised up was characterized by unsophisticated simplicity. Well, most of our neighbors were into buying and selling as this is a trademark for the Igbo people of SouthEast Nigeria. Well, they were not like wretched of the earth. The bread earners lived up to date simply with trading. Enyimba City had always been on the forefront of political agitations in Nigeria. I had always been told stories out of the Aba Women Riots of the 1929 by the surviving participants. My community was a wholesome community, nothingwithstanding the fact that these were the struggling survivors of the Biafran/Nigerian war.
Enyimba City had a minimal rate of crime at this time, and most of our neighbors were deeply religious. I can remeber that all of my childhood playmates were regular sunday school goers or Block Rosary Crusader goers. It was hard to find kids in my community who weren't seriously attached to one denomination or the other.
I was exposed to the best educational conditions in my childhood. At three I entered the God's time Nursery School, Uruakpa Road Eziukwu Aba in the present Abia State. This childhood contact had a tremendous impact on the development of my personality. At Six I started my elementary school education. After which I proceeded to Mercy Juniorate Amapu Ntigha, Abia State. From there I had a moment at the Imo State University, Lake Nwaebere Campus Owerri before moving over to Germany to futher my education...