After the war, the rich people of Biafra were compensated with 20 pounds each regardless of whatever millions or thousands they have in the Nigerian banks before the war.
Igbo men and women who owned houses and business establishments in different corners of Nigeria were forced to forfeit them and return to ground zero. Businesses, shops, establishments all belonging to Ndị Igbo never returned to them.
All their life aspirations and worth were seized by the powers that be. And each Biafran was left with just 20 pounds that were handed to them by the power that be. Then with 20 pounds each of them started life afresh, from scratch. Block by block, brick by brick, they started building. The talent was there, the creativity is unmatched, the resilience was divine, the never die zeal was burning. Gradually, they rebuilt their empires, revived their businesses, hopes were restored, wealth recreated, smiles and joy returned.
Then, family by family, clan by clan, village by village, town by town, they initiated that developmental protocol sequence called 'Igbo apprenticeship system' where one man picks two boys from the village, takes them to the city and teach them the art of making money, a trait embedded deeply in our genes. Five to Six years later, the two are made and each returns to pick another two.
Every December, an Igbo man must travel to the village and come back in January with another Emeka or Ifeanyi added to his list of apprentices. Through this single workable pattern, so many Igbo billionaires have lifted their brothers out of poverty. This scheme started with a single motive to rebuild the Igbo land and restore the lost glory caused by the unholy civil war. And it worked and is still working. The scheme hasn't died, it is still there and it is still working.
It is that time of the year again. If there is any thrilling experience of the new year I will always relish, it is that concept of seeing a big beautiful car parked for the first time in Mazi Ugwuanyi's compound and after due deliberations, Emeka his son will be seen entering the car with a sack bag in his hand with smile and mummy will be dancing around with tears of joy for a restoration of a lost glory.
The joy, of this restoration is my inspiration for Biafra restoration and total freedom where an Igbo Man shall have empowerment to showcase their talent, creativity unlimited without restriction for development of Biafra land and Africa in general.
Biafra freedom is sacrosanct.