African kids unite against parental oppression

Photo of the African Children's choir that very nicely suited this post.


African kids, it is time for us to unite. It is time for us to stand together in one spirit. In solidarity. It is time for us to stand strong. For us to stand tall. Against our common enemy and the root of all our oppression. African parents.

1. It is time for us to rise. For us to say NO when evicted from our bedrooms to make room for visiting 'aunties' and 'uncles', that are in no way related to us.

2. It is time for us to be confident. For us to be able to come home with a C grade report card in our hands, without a drop of sweat on our brows, and with our hearts beating at a steady pace.

3. It is time for us to be able to open our mouths proudly and tell our fathers "Daddy, I want to be a rapper", without worrying about whether to use paracetamol or ibuprofen to numb the pain of the slap(s) we are about to receive.



4. It is time for us to live in peace and not in fear. To be able to ask for a second round of rice at an auntie's house, without receiving deathly glares from our mothers.

5. It is time for us to be able to defend ourselves. For us to be able to dodge our parents' slaps without our intentions being misunderstood as wanting to fight back.

6. It is time for us to be able to ask our parents sincere questions, Without wasting time and breath just to receive sarcastic answers like "Put it on my head"

7. It is time for us to be able to express ourselves. For us to be able to get tattoos and piercings without being accused of joining a demonic society or being  a devil worshiper.

8. It is time for us to be able to cry. To be able to cry in peace for whatever reason, without being asked whether we want 'a real reason to cry for'.

9. It is time for us to be able to say 'hello' to adults when they walk past like every other kid, and not have to fashion the lengthy 'good morning ma/sir' for it to just be ignored.

10. It is time for us to be enlightened. For us to realise that we are children, not dishwashers. Not floor sweepers. Not waiters. Not butlers. We are children.

11. It is time for us to be ourselves. To be able to wear the clothes we want, how we want. For us to confidently wear crop tops and shorts without our mothers telling us "What kind of dressing did you dress?" or "You better go back upstairs and go and change before I count to 3"

12. It is time for us to be human. For us to be able to make human mistakes, for us to make mistakes that normal children make. Without worrying about the threat of being sent to boarding school back home.

13. It is time for us to be able to keep lizards and snakes as pets if we want, without being accused of being witches or wizards.

14. It is time for us to stop being scared. To stop being scared of correcting our parents' pronunciation and grammatical errors. For fear of them accusing us of inferring that they are illiterate.

15. It is time for us to be able to drive past a McDonald's or KFC and ask if we can get some, without being reminded that there is rice at home.

We need to unite. We need to stand strong. We need to let African parents worldwide understand that we are no longer alone. There are others like us who understand our harsh circumstances, and we have to work together to free ourselves.

Tife.

*This post is purely satire, just in case my parents ever read it*






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