Chidimma Writes

MOVIE CRITIC: THE HERD Just Like Every Other One, It Reminds Us of the Poison People believe history shapes our lifestyle, and while the stories get interesting, the movies created from them make the connections more visible. The Herd is a historical movie; not too old, just about six years from the real events that inspired its visuals. It is a film that does not intend to hurt any religion or portray any tribe in Nigeria negatively. Effiong Daniel, an inspiring actor, delivered a project that could easily be misunderstood as controversial, especially because it was released during a chaotic and sensitive period in the country. Many critics from Northern Nigeria claimed the movie undermines the region, but the truth is that it delivers factual information in visual form. Bandit attacks, killings, the selling of human body parts, and other dark realities were portrayed, not to demonize anyone, but to reflect what victims actually go through. Just like To Kill a Monkey, The Herd uses st...

  OUR CULTURE, OUR WAY OF LIFE By Chidimma Placid Nwaka  INTRODUCTION Culture is defined by the attributes that make it honored and respected from one generation to another. It is the way of life of a people in a geographical setting. Culture is a beautiful reflection that tells about a tribe, region, city, village, town, territory, or nation. It provides details of what is held important and how people live their lives, whether simple or sophisticated, bothered or unbothered. In this article, the different cultures of different people will be explored, and their uniqueness identified. CULTURE AND ITS IMPORTANCE Culture is an attractive blend of different arts that adds color to a specific group of people. It is not only based on a tribe or country; workplaces, schools, and institutions have their own cultures that present value and appreciation. In a quick one, culture is everywhere, irrespective of class or size. Even families have their own culture that everyone holds with ...

  THE POISON  How Did We Get Here? By Chidimma Placid Nwaka  It was once a world of peace The people enjoyed the calm ambience, Trusted themselves, fought nobly, And made peace in ways many cannot explain. But how did we get here? How did we come to hatred between brothers, No longer eating from the same plate? Like black poison, it has spread like wildfire, Burning the love that once existed. The business that was swift and easy Has become rough and difficult. Tribalism has become a threat, killing our lives, Destroying our heritage, infecting the hearts of our children. Slowly, history is fading Tribalism is devouring our real heritage. Politics has infected religion, And each side believes it is the best. Massacres of people, Letting them bathe in their blood, Dig their graves and fall in them. The eyes of the leaders are blurred by selfishness and greed. The dawn is far from us; The tunnel grows darker as time flies.

  THE DYING TIMES By Chidimma Placid Nwaka Everyone once lived a happy life, Full of morality and love. Where women remained virgins, Waiting for marriage And ten full kegs of palm wine with goats Were sent back to their father, In appreciation for raising their daughter well. Where the fear of taking another man’s wife stayed alive, Where respect for elders was a norm An era where men worked hard to protect their dignity, And a man who killed an Enyi or Ekpe was honored. Respect was not decided by pockets but by age. But today, days have turned old, and morality fades fast. The fog of immorality is spreading across the earth, And violence burns hotter than the sun. Respect is now negotiable. A poor old man bows to a blonde, rich grandchild. Virginity is now illegal to speak of, Dignity decays; and like wildfire, The flames of pleasure burn uncontrollably.