The crazy thing is that some men were unintentionally turned into this type of father without ever realizing it.
Chukwudi breaks the table in the sitting room. His mother sees it happen but simply says, “Wait until your father gets home.” Meanwhile, the father wasn’t even there when it happened.
He comes home after a long day at work, hears about the incident, and, believing it’s his duty as a father and the head of the house, decides to discipline the child because he was raised to believe that if you spare the rod, you spoil the child.
The moment he starts punishing Chukwudi, the same mother who reported the incident begins pleading, “Please, leave him nah, it is enough oh”
Subconsciously to the child, the mother becomes the loving protector, while the father becomes the strict, scary and cruel villain.
Years later, Chukwudi grows up closer to his mother and carries resentment toward his father, even though the father genuinely believed he was doing the right thing.
I won’t fall into that trap. I refuse that "Executioner" role🙌
In psychology, there is a concept called the hedonic treadmill—it is the tendency of humans to quickly return to a relatively stable level of happiness despite major positive or negative events. If your happiness is tied to a specific number in your bank account, the moment you hit that number, your brain will automatically move the goalpost. You will want more. If your joy is conditional on wealth, you trap yourself in a permanent state of "not there yet."
My Takeaway? Secure your money to survive, but SECURE your APPRECIATION for the LITTLE THINGS to ACTUALLY LIVE. Don't let the pursuit of a better living stop you from enjoying the life you already have.
Life is so incredibly unpredictable. You might have a terrible year from January to June only to have your life dramatically change by July and end up having the best year of your life. I need that.
I just remembered how excited I was to stop using pencils and start writing with a pen in Primary 3. Funny how the smallest things felt like major milestones back then.
If only I knew 😭
Unless they see results, people won't believe you tried.
The world judges effort by its outcome. If you win, you worked hard. If you don't, maybe you didn't try hard enough. That is the verdict, fair or not.
But effort and results are not the same currency. A man can give everything and still come up empty. The ground does not always reward the farmer who worked it hardest.
This is what makes failure lonely in a way that success never is. The person who succeeds gets witnesses. The person who tried and failed stands alone with something nobody can verify and most people won't bother to believe.
Try anyway.
This is actually a brilliant observation that deserves a proper answer. You are not wrong about what you are seeing. But what you are describing is exactly how languages disappear without anyone noticing.
Adamawa alone has over 40 documented languages. Bura, Vere, Chamba, Gaanda, Lala, Bacchama, Bata, Marghi and more and no they are not variations as you pointed out.
But most of them are slowly being swallowed by Hausa and Fulani because those are the languages of trade, mobility and survival.
So yes, your Borno security guard speaks Shuwa Arabic and your Sokoto okada man speaks Hausa and they understand each other perfectly. That does not mean only one language exists. It means one language won the economic argument. This is what linguists call language assimilation. The dominant language does not erase the others overnight. It just makes them less useful for daily survival until the younger generation stops learning them entirely.
Now here are the facts. Ethnologue, which is the world's most authoritative database on languages, currently documents 520 living indigenous languages in Nigeria alone. Not dialects. Languages. Nigeria has also already lost 12 indigenous languages or more to extinction. Gone forever.
The Middle Belt is where this becomes undeniable. Plateau State alone has over 50 distinct languages. Keyword "Dinstinct".
Benue has Tiv, Idoma, Igede and more. Taraba has communities that cannot understand their neighbours two villages away without a translator. Your Yoruba example actually proves the point perfectly. The fact that a Yoruba person can move across the Southwest and be understood is evidence of one dominant language absorbing regional variations over centuries. That process happened. It is still happening everywhere else in Nigeria right now.
Now I am willing to bet you have never heard of Hyam, Ngas, Mwaghavul, Berom, Amo, Buji, Sura, Anaguta, or Irigwe from Plateau State. Or Kilba, Huba, Bura-Pabir, and Chibok from Borno. Or Mumuye, Jenjo, Yukuben, and Wurkum from Taraba. Or Tur, Nyandang, Kugama and Taram further into the riverine communities nobody talks about. Or what about Igala, Ebira, Bassange, Bassa-Nge, Kakanda and Oworo from Kogi alone. I have not even touched Rivers, Cross River, Bayelsa, Edo, Ondo, or Nasarawa yet. You want to know exactly where each of these is spoken? You will have to tour Nigeria for that. And I promise you, this country will humble you in ways no map ever could. The 500 languages are not cap. Most of them are just quietly dying (Bura has an estimated 11,000 speakers with most young Bura people now not able to speak the language) while we debate whether they exist. And that is the real conversation Nigeria should be having.