Your geographical roots
affect your thought pattern
After my post on Japan’s ‘Too many Virgins’ problem, a few friends
contacted me via phone calls and other social media, expressing displeasure at my
being critical of the “blackman” in my introductory paragraph of the article [http://blackboythinking.blogspot.com/2015/07/japans-too-many-virgins-problem.html].
They frowned about what they perceive as my constant deprave of Africa. I think everyone expresses
his/or her freedom in thoughts, and a writer who is one who puts thoughts down
in ink would be robbed of freedom if restriction and boundaries are placed. The
earlier we as African in Africa comes to terms with the realities surrounding
us, the quicker we can evolve from what we are and who we are, to what and who
we want to be. If we hide our problems, we will be hidden by them. These are
sad realities.
I want to take advantage of this opportunity to push out a series
of thoughts on my Philosophy on how our ‘geographical roots affect our thought
pattern’.
I will like to state clearly, I’m neither a certified
Philosopher, nor a sociologist, historian nor anything psycho-special. I'm just
a #blackboythinking
Necessity is the mother of all inventions.
If you need timber, you must invent something to fell the tree. if you need to join two planks, you need to invent a nail and then the hammer. We agree. Let me take
you on a shallow tour of man’s journey through history, with respect to his geographical location and environment.
Let us look at some hypothetical scenarios that comprise my
series.
Series One(Africa)
I will start with my roots, Igbo Land.
Scenario 1 (Africa-Nigeria-Southeast-Ndi
Igbo):
Let us assume Mazi Obi fell from the skies and landed on Igbo
soils. He studies the vegetation, the land scape, the weather and the seasons
and tries to adapt himself to his new home. His major challenges are; cloths to
cover his body, food to eat, and medical supplies, a roof to shield him from
the elements, and tools.
Clothing: The weather isn’t too bad to a decent cover from animal
hides, and simple weaves from special fiber and cotton will do. Clothed.
Next stop, where to live.
Housing: The soil
is rich and bathed in greens, the sun shines daily and the rains are frequent
but not too heavy. From mud and raffia from the palm rich vegetation he casts
his cylindrical huts, and from straws he roofs his house. When the storms come the tress are there to
break the wind, and the circular hut streamlines the wind, so he has nothing more
to worry about.
Tools: To complete
his hut, hunt, defend himself, and to cultivate the lands, he needs tools, good
tools. From wood to bones he started Iron fabrication (Iron was not brought to
Africa by anyone Western or Asian it was discovered by Africans in Africa, ask
UNESCO [http://portal.unesco.org/en/ev.php-URL_ID=3432&URL_DO=DO_TOPIC&URL_SECTION=201.html].
From iron he fashioned the suitable tools for his activities. Tools like blades to sharpen
and cut through things, Machete, Cutlass, Hoes, Spears and other specialized tools to work
the lands and defend his territory.
Yes fire wasn’t handed down to him by “GOD” but let’s skip
that particular detail.
Food: The land is
big and only he can’t work the earth. He marries many wives (birth of polygamy)
who would bear him many sons. Now he has a troop to work the vast farm lands.
He builds barns for his tubers, and silos for his grains,
and hanging gills for smoking his seafood and meat. A trial and error and his
medical needs are all sorted out.
Unchallenged by nature, Mazi Obi and his household for would
indulge, feast and take chieftaincy titles, practice religion and set up traditional
ways of doing things, haven conquered all the major challenges fate threw at him. Living the trouble free life, he measures success by farm
yield and family size. This lifestyle over the centuries embedded into the DNA of
the Igbo man, thus the his/her affinity for growing affluence. He can travel
the ends of the earth to afford himself the luxury he craves. An Ijebu man is in
some way of the same mould.
Senerio 2 will cover the Middle-belt and Northern Nigeria,
and gradually we drift into Europe and Asia in further series. Hang on…
#Iron #TheRoot #Origin #BlackAndProud #Acestory #Invention #UbahIkechukwuAnthony #Necessity #MotherOfInvetions
Nice one. So your root is Igbo? Congratulations no wonder you tell stories so well.
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile make the second part of the article available as soon as possible. Appetites are wetting.
I never thought about it that way. Brilliant
ReplyDeleteLol..... @ Mazi Obi
ReplyDeleteLol..... @ Mazi Obi
ReplyDeleteNice write up... waiting for part 2.
ReplyDeleteInteresting story,though I still didn't see the point,obviously Mazi Obi had almost everything he needed within his reach. So how did that make us the hustlers we are today,how did that make us driven for academic excellence,how did it make us a divided people, how did it make our leaders the self centred bunch they are today? Maybe I should just read the next story.
ReplyDeleteBuh then again, you could do with a little Proof Reading, ......
Calm down and read again. The writer started by saying necessity is the mother of all inventions, and Mazi Obi quickly ran out of those necessities and became an olodo. The concluding line also says, "He can travel the ends of the earth to afford himself the luxury he craves."
DeleteAburo lo waju jare. Olenu pa! #EjaNla