… and how Nigerians have harnessed the lingo!!
If there was one educational course (apart from Maths) that teachers placed emphasis on in schools in Nigeria back in the 80s (don’t know about now!), it was the institutional demand and ability to be able to speak the ‘Queen’s English’. No matter how thick an accent you had, as long as you could grammatically construct the appropriate sentences, you were on easy street. This was, and maybe it still is, one of the lasting remnants of Colonialism in Nigeria. I remember being picked on at Ibadan Grammar School because I could ‘apparently’ speak the Queen’s English. I’d have friends calling me ‘Aje butta’ (Posh boy!) . As if that wasn’t bad enough, I had the English Master, Mr. Adeleye, always showing me off in class on how sentences should be uttered, and punishing anyone who couldn’t speak as “Eloquently as Falope!!” Suffice to say I had to rebel. The consequences were dire, but better that than face the wrath of your peers!
So, you spend all that time learning the language only for you to come to the United Kingdom, the home of ‘supposed English’ and find out that you have somehow managed to harness vastly superior lingustical skills than the English themselves. I find it a crying shame when I hear some English people mentioning that “we have a strong command of the language”, and they can’t even construct a proper sentence. Well, being canned by the school master back in Nigeria would give you the right incentive to master the command of the language, proof that caning can actually bring desired results.
Anyway, I’m tired.. I’m off to training, so I really can’t finish this blog. But, here’s something I wrote ages ago that kind of ties in with this blog. Enjoy.