I KNOW MY COUNTRY

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I KNOW MY COUNTRY.

Entry for the 100-word TGIC Centenary essay contest.

Imagine a tall Iroko tree, cut away from its roots. It, inevitably, shall collapse, wither and die. Imagine the Nile without its source, the Kagera River. It loses its glory. Now imagine a man isolated in thought from his place of birth. What a pitiable spectacle, he is.
Nationality is but an eleven-letter word if it does not entail appreciation of one’s environment, acknowledgment of one’s birthplace and a familiarity with essential traits of our home.

Chief Obafemi Awolowo said that no matter how tall a tree is it cannot forget its roots. What excuse do I, still struggling on the ladder of life, now have to forsake my dear nation? None, I believe.

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