Elephantiasis Of The Scrotum

By Chuks Iloegbunam

My late mother, Gwamniru!, bless her soul. She used to tell us, her children, during discussions on placing a finger on the truth of any circumstance or situation, that a man accused of suffering from hydrocele or elephantiasis of the scrotum had his job neatly cut out. If his scrotal sac wasn’t a mighty calabash filled with fluid of indeterminate composition, he enthusiastically stepped into the market place, abruptly shed his clothes, and danced in a number of directions, thereby convincing ora na eze, or ira ni igala, or the mighty and the lowly – in short, all comers – that his accusers were disreputable scoundrels.

 

*Buhari

Of course, the people, whose voice was the voice of God, would never deny the evidence of their own eyes, to wit that the man allegedly accursed with the deadweight of pumpkins in a difficult portion of the human anatomy was, in fact, free of any such encumbrance. No one, except the deranged or those previously afflicted by a touch of fencham – characters never to be taken seriously – would ever again charge that, between his thighs, was an outsized, water-laden keg, the sort that impeded movement, and made the unsurpassed joys of strolling such a nightmarish contemplation.

Thus, if you accused Chuks Iloegbunam of owning no university degree; if you swore that all that grammar he purports to blow on newspaper pages was gathered listening attentively to white men and women during his decade-long sojourn in the United Kingdom, or assiduously garnered by reading innumerable thrillers of the James Hardley Chase vintage, he would have, a straight and direct path to refutation. Chuks Iloegbunam would readily produce his degree certificate, signed in 1980 by the then Vice-Chancellor of the University of Ife (now, Obafemi Awolowo University) Professor Cyril Agodi Onwumechili, and two others – the Dean of the Faculty of Arts and the University Registrar. If rats, blasted vermin, had eaten up his certificate, or fire’s incendiary flames had reduced it to ashes, he would drive for less than three hours from Lagos to Ile-Ife, and get the revered institution’s authorities to give word that he had, indeed, earned a degree there.

If, instead of taking this easy and rational course of action, Chuks Iloegbunam chose rather the labyrinthine and prohibitively expensive option of hiring a dozen or more advocates, attorneys, barristers, lawyers and solicitors, to bring down the courthouse with a torrent of polysyllabic casuistry and sophistry that is bereft of the tiniest particle of evidence, to the effect that he has a B. A. (or a Begin Again), he would, of course, cause the raising of a million eyebrows. He would lead people into thinking that work was no longer being carried out on the appointed site. He would incite people, his detractors and supporters alike, into the avoidable temptation of thinking or believing that he was no more than a butterfly pretending to be a bird. The entire development would leave him somewhat like dirty linen indecorously spread on a clothesline next to a busy thoroughfare. The surprised, the alarmed and the outraged may then have no alternative than to consider the viability of posing that kind of question found in Blackie na Joseph, a 1960s folksong by the inimitable crooner Okonkwo Asaa, alias Seven Seven: “Is this your residence that we have entered, or is it some other person’s residence that we have entered?” So asked the village belle, Blackie, upon venturing into would-be lover Joseph’s house, only to find the place filthy and disordered!

2015 WAEC Results - A Reflection Of The Nigerian Educational System!

By Idowu Oyebanjo 

The West African Examination Council (WAEC) has just released the results of the 2015  May/June West African Senior School Certificate Examination (WASSCE) and the results as expected, "experiencing a free fall under gravity", pointed in the "right" direction - Downward! Why? Quality Education has become history in Nigeria, especially in the Public Institutions of Learning. Despite the myriads of "Private Schools" springing up, the situation is going from bad to worse.

*Buhari 

Yeye, my great Grand-mother, always said to me while growing up as a boy in Ikogosi-Ekiti, "Ti Iwaju O ba se lo, eyin a se pada si", meaning, if it becomes impracticable for you to move in the forward direction, it must be possible to take a reverse". I think this is dependent on the route. There is clearly no alternative route to getting a sum right than doing it right; starting from, and according to, basic principles. Therefore, a mirror reflection on how the system of education was before our "uncommon" era is in order.

Teaching was, and still is, a profession for the erudite in any given society. As such, Teachers must be respected, well remunerated and encouraged. That was the case in the golden era of The Nigerian Educational System. Teachers were paid comparatively higher than most workers and were among the few individuals who had bicycles or cars. To qualify to teach, you must know your subject well enough and must pass requisite examinations unaided by examination mal-practices. Yes, Teachers were the "Alphas" and the" Omegas". They were feared and respected because they represented the needed back-up for Parents when their children proved stubborn at home. Teaching was a profession of well-disciplined individuals. Undertaking Teacher training made you aware of this. Teacher Training was an on-going exercise. From graduation to becoming a Teacher, throughout the School Term, and some good part of the School Holiday, a Teacher was required to undertake a form of training or the other. Every weekend within a School term, a Teacher had to prepare notes of planned lessons for the week ahead. This afforded the opportunity to prepare for the needs of each member of a sizeable class. The notes of lessons would be critically assessed by the Head Teacher or anyone designated. 

Useful comments were made by the reviewing Teacher and where appropriate, re-submission of planned work may be demanded if there was evidence of gross unpreparedness for the Lessons of the Week. This way, it would be easy to spot, not for victimisation, the training needs of individual Teachers to be saddled with the responsibility of shaping the future of the lives of the children, the nation! The Head Teacher would often be a Teacher too and certainly not a money collector nor a Finance Director!