From birth every good thing was represented to us as white including all the historical personalities such as Jesus Christ, the angels, Adam, Eve and so on and so forth and everything black was bad like the devil and his angels. All the people we see as heroes were whites. Someone finally took pity on the black people and made the devil red with horns and tails. I remember one of Fela’s interviews where he claimed that when he was in Europe they use to feel his backside to see if he had a tail tucked securely in his pants.

The religion introduced to me by my parents was Christianity, my primary school was a public school and prayers were said according to both the Christian and Islamic religions. I went to a catholic secondary school and partook in the Holy Communion, praying to Holy Mary and all. There was a time in my country when our flag was the Union Jack; in case you don’t know what the Union Jack is it is the British National Flag and we swore allegiance to the queen, who by law can never be wrong. I sat in a class where a stupid teacher taught me some stupid history such as Mungo Park discovery of River Niger, which runs across Onitcha in Anambra State, in my country.

We went to church even though my dad, like some in his generation, could not readily forsake his fathers’ ways of life, so he worshipped “Ogun” too. Ogun in the Yoruba traditional religion is the god of Iron; you worshipped him if you were going on a journey since your car is considered to be made of Iron. I saw him pour libation on Ogun dropping pieces of yam covered with palm oil as well as the blood of a cock on it. He had some pieces of iron representing this god and the reason for the blood was so that Ogun would not drink one’s blood during the journey since blood is his food.

What my dad did was in conformity with the religion of his birth before he embraced Christianity, yet he found himself combining the two despite the fact that the bible is vehemently against such practices since the Christian God, and I imagined all other gods of all other religions, is a jealous God.

Worshipping God through some craven image is not indigenous to Africa, the Greeks were reported to have done exactly the same thing, so did the Jews as well as many other races in the world. The Christians today may not be worshipping God via that medium but the reference some of them give the cross, the bible or even the picture of Christ, which couldn’t have been in his likeliness since the science of photography was not in existence when he lived, would make you wonder, what is different? Some people prayed to Irons pouring libation on it others pray to some other images pouring holy water.

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First I asked myself, if the Israelites are God’s people, whose people are the Egyptians? Let’s not forget that the Egyptians are Africans. If one wants to rationalize it one may argue that God sided with the weak against the strong as in the story of David and Goliath, which might hold water except for the subsequent events.

Secondly, it was reported that God hardened the heart of Pharaoh so he will continue to refuse to let “his people” go. If a man’s heart is hardened so that he is no longer accountable for his actions, will it be fair and equitable to blame the man for his actions? To punish such a man is ridiculous since he was not in control of his actions; to punish others along with the man is criminal.

Some people of “faith” I know will of course say I am criticizing God, I am not, I am questioning a historical fact, if it is one and not the figment of someone’s imagination. Let’s not forget that the writers were humans like us and being humans were susceptible to exaggerate even if your belief would make you deny that outrightly. You may also argue that they wrote by inspiration, remember that inspiration has been credited to both good and evil forces. Check your bible.

I wonder sometimes about that story, if God could harden Pharaohs heart not to let his people go, which would not be logical since that was contrary to his objective, why not soften it so he would chase them out and then all those plaques including the killing (murder?) of the children would not be necessary.

Africans embraced this religion and jettisoned theirs, perhaps severing their relationship with God. Not just Christianity, most religions in Africa are foreign. How do foreign religions edify us as a race? We should have been left alone with our barbaric religions which I am sure would have undergone some metamorphosis with time just like the Jewish religion and other religions in the world did.

My mom always contended that education is not the same as common sense and this shows quite clearly when one observes educated Africans, what did they get out of whatever education they got in the various colleges?

Self worth is definitely absent, to be educated is to be more white than black, everything African is barbaric just as they were taught and it is the same education that we pass down to our children who are only our joy and pride depending on how fluently they speak the English language. It has gotten to a stage where our children cannot speak our languages. It breaks my heart anytime I speak to my kids on the phone in my language only for them to retort, righteously, that they don’t understand what I am saying. This of course is due to the kind of education we exposed them to which is an aftermath of what we were in turn taught, nothing but western propaganda.

Thank God for people like Ngugi Wa Thiong’o who instead of writing his works in English chose to write in his native Gikuyu language. We must learn to be proud of our heritage; we must investigate our culture and be proud of who we are. We need a reawakening and a reassessment, we need real education in order to find pride.