It feels like yesterday when I look back and I recall my experiences in the kindergarten classes in the late 70s. I recall vividly everything that transpired then. I would cry and cry once my mummy drops me with the kindergarten care giver and she lives for her school. My mother was a teacher, teaching in a primary school that was about 7 kilometer from where we lived so she often had to drop me off early. After the drop off at school, the cry was usual for all the kids.  No kid wanted to be outside the embrace of the mother but once the inevitable was obvious that mummy would have to go to work and leave us with our care giver, the kids quickly adjusted. My kindergarten classes in the 70s held under mango trees in rural Uromi. Even under the trees, the care giver gave us all the needed care. The ‘teacher’ in the care giver appreciated that she was dealing with the future of her land and so she gave us all the attention and love that her little infants deserved. Same was my primary and secondary school experiences in the years that followed in the same rural communities of Uromi and Igueben respectively.


Today, 40 years after, we are indeed leading the course of our time. I do not recall the name of my kindergarten care giver but I guess my mother will. I however recall very well that she was female. She took her work very seriously. She didn’t gamble with the future of the tender ones that were placed under her care and such is the responsibility of a teacher. It entails so much. Teaching is the most delicate profession on earth because it deals with molding of lifes. It deals with the future of a generation. A teacher cannot afford to fail in his/her responsibilities towards the assigned students. Such spells deadly consequencies for the society.

Today I find myself a teacher and the enormity of the task I shoulder is one thing I never allow to leave my consciousness for one second. My responsibilities towards my students is always top priority. Like my teachers from the past never gambled with my life, I have also made it a covenant with my maker not to gamble with the life of any child placed under my care as a teacher by not leaving up to my responsibilities.


At the Nigerian Navy Directorate of Education, I am particularly happy that this approach to the education of our children, our future, has always been stressed through successive leaderships till date. At least for the last 15 years that I have served as a teacher in the Nigerian Navy.   In the Nigerian Navy Secondary School Calabar where I currently serve as Commandant of the School, the realization that we cannot afford to gamble with our own future by not giving the utmost care to our students has been imbibed by all. At the school today, I can say with all sense of humility that the system is working. It is not perfect but very near perfect. The students are young kids and early teens. The very delicate years of an individual’s life. We are not only after good grades for the kids, we also guide our students to imbibing sound moral values.

To sum this up, at the Nigerian Navy Directorate of Naval Education, we appreciate that our students today are our future tomorrow.