A chapter a day keeps ignorance away’ my father invoked this saying onto my siblings and I. In his home office surrounding by books is where my father finds ease. A religious member to the Gobo union, my parent’s instilled our Ninja (an abbreviation for Nigeria) culture in my siblings and me from a young age, which I wasn’t ashamed of. Taking pride in my culture was important to our family. Knowing historical information to other bordering cultures in Nigeria was a must with them.
My father has always been whom I turn to when my heritage was questioned.The main objective of this interview is to learn from an inside perspective of Insignia’s subliminal tension between bordering cultures, and not Nigeria itself. Being native to the country and his unbounded knowledge of Insignia’s history, my father was the perfect informant.
While attending an AS meeting at Georgia southern university, where friendly debates were encouraged and opinions were discussed. Hearing a friendly argument between an Gobo and Your turn personal wasn’t as baffling to me as to others. Before the interview, I had a few preconceptions towards the tension between the cultures.The fact that both cultures continue to be biased towards one another, in this generation is frivolous. I assume that oral stories are being passed down from one generation to another. Listening to thy mother and father as told anyone’s perspective could be changed. This allows me to assume that Your and Gobos will always be in competition against another for more generations to come. Growing up with both the Your and Gobo culture has molded the views I have for the cultures and the tension in general.
The interview took place during a visit to my uncle Tony’s house. I considered his house my second home.As soon as you walk through the door a potent smell of stockfish’s greets you.
An abundance amount of Jelled rice and pepper soup, our native food, is served upon seating. The beat of the Ninja music has engulfed the room. “Eked? (How are you? )” My uncle asked. “Domain (I’m fine),” I replied. The music didn’t affect us; our ears were prone to loud music. Before I was able to take a seat, to start the interview I was greeted by the rest of his family and of course, by his overjoyed grandparent’s. An aspect behind the rivalry that was peaked my curiosity was how it occurred but most importantly, over what.
Both my father and my uncle considered themselves barbarians. When asked why he took so much pride in being a Barbarian, my father replied, “Bavaria used to be a country for eastern people of Nigeria from 1976 to 1970. The the eastern people of Nigeria, Gobos, were called Barbarians when they rebelled against Nigeria to form their own sovereignty. In 1967, Gobos and other eastern part of Nigeria, led by then Cool. Kampuchea Demimonde Jukes declared eastern Nigeria a Sovereign state of Bavaria”. He further explained to me that this led to the three years Nigerian-Bataan Civil war in which millions were slaughtered in a get for self-determination.The Nigeria underestimated the young country and thought that the war would last for three weeks. Instead, weeks turned months and months turned years.
It took Nigeria three years to defeat Bavaria. Barbarians were reintegrated into Nigeria again as One-Nigeria. “Green snakes in the grass” referring to the Your people are not to be trusted my father implied. He informed me that it was the Your people that betrayed the Gobo people during the war, killing thousands causing genocide over oil. “Dye De Walla O! ” (Trouble) he shouted. After the Nigerian-Barbarian War, Gabbling was devastated.
Many hospitals, schools, and homes were completely destroyed in the war. In addition to the loss of their savings, many Gobo people found themselves discriminated against by other ethnic groups. Some Gobo subgroups, such as the Kickers, started disassociating themselves with the larger Gobo population after the war. Due to the discrimination, many Gobo peoples had trouble finding employment and the Gobo became one of the poorest ethnic groups in Nigeria during the early sass. My father is a member of the Gobo union in Atlanta.
Although it is not strictly for Gobo people only, a majority of the members are Gobo.The members meet monthly in different members’ homes, discussing political issues in Nigeria, and holding convention for all Nigerian cultures from the metro area and from other states as well. The fact that Gobo union is welcoming to any culture and holds convention celebrating Nigeria with other cultures, Yorker’s, being one of them changes my view.
Prior to learning of the Gobo union, I assumed it was strictly for Gobo people only and main topic of discussion was of the Your people. To finish my interview, I asked my dad to give me further insight on his standing of he culture competition. If a person who curses another is not better than the person he curses, a request is never made of him to rescind the curse. ” He believes that yes, the Your people may have betrayed them but in the end he will not sit and dwell on the past cause others may not either.
“When a dying man cries, it is not because of where he is going which he knows nothing about, but because of what he wishes he would have done in the world he is leaving behind. ” The interview with my father opened my eyes to many aspects of the perspectives en should take into consideration before making an assumption.His perspective on the topics we spoke of seemed to have given a foundation to the preconceptions I have on the typical Your person. I had assumed that Gobos and Yours could never come together. The main theme of the interview is Judgment.
As my father told me, before you criticize someone, walk a mile in his shoes. That way, if he gets angry, he’ll be a mile way – and barefoot. Although his views and opinions are unique to him, I feel that they are very similar to those in of the Nigerian culture.