Fathering the next generation...
Nnamaka My father clocked 79 years last month. If I could describe him in few words – Dependable, Disciplined, Time-Conscious, Hardworking and Intelligent will readily come to mind. Growing up, he was my Atlas, Dictionary and Encyclopedia, all in one. I always beamed with pride unlocking Post Office box 4379 opposite the National Museum of Colonial History Aba, to pick up dad’s regular subscription of Time, National Geographic and Newsweek magazines. Those were my very first introduction to the world of ‘ oyibo* news’ and global science. I got accustomed to hearing Voice of America (VOA) news on the radio as early as 0430hrs in the morning. He told me endless stories of what happened during the civil war from 1967 – 1969 and he kept a nice drawing of our family tree to trace our family lineage. He bought my younger brother and I ‘water colour’ to draw and paint pictures which we displayed with pride even though looking back those paintings wer...