IN traditional Nigeria, especially in the Muslim North, where I can confidently say I know a thing or two, segregation was minimal. Communities were integrated, with children of various social backgrounds associating freely. This social cohesion, evident from history and personal accounts, has eroded, giving way to educational divisions that now mirror and deepen societal inequalities.
Stories from our elders describe community events that fostered lifelong friendships between the offspring of the bourgeoisie and the proletariat. The bourgeoisie included the middle class, senior public officials, and wealthy families, while the proletariat comprised the masses.
In those days, for instance, circumcisions were done ceremonially, as a kind of initiation into manhood. The boy, once circumcised, could flex the little muscles he had and compete in manly games with the boys, mimicking their heroes. He could even go hunting and take part in local wrestling and boxing competitions held for those who had tasted the knife of the circumciser.
Annual initiation rituals were organised by the Emir or local ruler for all boys, regardless of social class. Everyone was treated equally, united by these ceremonies, which marked their transition into manhood together.
These boys grew up as age mates and enrolled in the same schools, from elementary to tertiary institutions. The boys who grew up this way became friends, and sometimes their bonds were stronger than those of blood brothers.
Many who became leaders were children of nobodies. Well, not really nobodies, let us say children of the proletariat, the have-nots. They went on to bring in children of the haves whose fortunes had waned. Of course, the reverse also occurred, because they grew up and studied together as one.
At events, you would see them together, boundaries between classes dissolved. The sons of those who hadn’t were active participants in the marriages of the children of those who had, and vice versa. They were friends, solving each other’s family, personal, or official problems, holding hands together, and rising to the top as a team. You would see them together in activities celebrating each other’s life and death. That symbiotic relationship effectively closed the gap between the two classes and united Nigerians more. The son of the poor had hope, and the son of the rich knew he had to work to make it. There was little room for the sense of entitlement we now see.
Ask those who attended public schools in those days — Government College, Maiduguri; Barewa College; King’s College, Lagos; Alhuda-Huda, Zaria; Government College, Keffi; Government Girls’ College, Maiduguri, and Dala, Kano, etc. Ask those who went to public universities together, too. Here, we can also say we experienced it.
When I was in Shehu Garbai Primary School in Maiduguri in the early ’70s, Mairo, the daughter of the then-governor of the North East, Brigadier Musa Usman, was in my class. Mohammed Suleiman Kumo, Baba, and Indo Buba Ardo were the children of serving commissioners, and we were all in the same class. We had children of the Shehu and Emirs there, and indeed, those of the wealthiest citizens of the era. We were all treated equally and never felt out of sorts with them. I was even the class monitor, though my father was a mid-level civil servant.
At my secondary school, Government College, Maiduguri, we had the children of the Deputy Governor, Ibrahim Anas; the SSG; the Head of Service; several commissioners; permanent secretaries; and the state accountant-general. What mattered was who was brilliant and who was not. In choosing school leaders, there was no favouritism. The teachers assessed the desired qualities and chose accordingly.
No one was judged by who their father was, politics, religious leaning, or tribe.
But in both schools, I also shared the same class and sometimes desks with the children of the downtrodden, some whose parents were drivers or messengers, others petty traders who wanted their children to become better than them by getting a quality education from well-funded, superbly managed public schools.
But all these are no more, as private schools have come and shattered the harmony we met and grew up with.
The rise of separate, class-based educational systems has ruptured the bond and widened the gaps between social groups, creating a form of educational apartheid. Now, you have schools that only the children of the upper echelons of society attend, and others for the children of the struggling masses. They no longer mingle. Not in marriages now, intermarriages between these two classes are becoming a thing of the past, a taboo unlike before. Not in health care — each class has its own hospital.
Not in markets, as theirs are in plazas. We are gradually becoming torn apart by our leaders’ resolve to show how different they are from us mere mortals, pushing us into a nation of “birds of the same feathers…”, akin to what the Hausa would say, “Kwarya ta bi kwarya.”
Meanwhile, children from disadvantaged backgrounds now attend dilapidated public schools or subpar private schools whose owners care more about squeezing profit from struggling parents than providing quality education. These institutions further deepen the gulf between the privileged and the struggling.
This deepening divide in education is a sure recipe for social disaster, as it also inculcates the psychology of “master” students and “servant” students. Students in highly elitist institutions tend to look down on those attending regular schools. The poor kids never have confidence when they stand near such elitist students and this impression may last a lifetime. The growing educational apartheid risks entrenching lasting inequality and resentment in society.
Granted, private schools provide jobs, pay taxes, build structures, and generate wealth. Still, they must ensure that a significant percentage of their admissions are reserved for children from poor and vulnerable backgrounds. There must be a mixture, a meeting point between all classes of people in education. And, as it used to be, public schools must be upgraded to compete with the best private schools around.
- Dr Gimba, anipr, is the Publisher and Editor-in-Chief of Neptune Prime. His syndicated column, The Arbiter, appears on News Point Nigeria newspaper on Monday.