01/10/2026
The Giant of Africa 🇳🇬 A 66-year-old man.
He was born into a house full of possibilities.
Fertile land beneath his feet.
Rivers running through his backyard.
Minerals buried beneath the soil.
And a large, noisy family under one roof—many tongues, cultures, dreams and ambitions.
Then, somewhere along the way, he discovered oil beneath the house.
Suddenly, money flowed.
For a while, the family could breathe a little easier.
But slowly, the inheritance became the plan.
The soil was still fertile.
The rivers were still flowing.
The minerals were still underground.
And the children were still full of ideas.
Yet somehow, everyone kept looking back at the oil.
Some children built businesses.
Some became doctors, engineers, farmers, artists and teachers.
Some left the house carrying their dreams in suitcases.
Some stayed, determined to rebuild the rooms they inherited.
And the 66 years old man?
He is still here.
Older, wiser, scarred by mistakes, but not finished.
His house is still standing.
His children are now grown.
And perhaps the greatest part of his inheritance was never the oil.
It was the possibility of what the family could become.
His story isn't over.
Neither is ours.
So perhaps the question isn't simply “What happened to Nigeria?”
Perhaps it is:
“What are we writing next?”
And if you are one of his children...
What part of the story will you write?
🇳🇬 66 and counting.
