One lazy Nigerian youth is at large. We have searched all corners of our community for him, to no avail. A thorough description of his person is given in this book. He or she could be you [LOL] or someone you know: your friend, neighbour, employer/employee, the writer of this book, etc.
As you read, let your aim be to help find him—and bring him to Yaba Left or Uselu—so that,together, we can ensure he gets the needed help to change for the better. In this way, you would be rendering a community development service. Or what better way could there be to move our country forward than to play our part in reducing the number of those who constitute a nuisance around us? Although ‘he’ is used, mostly, for simplicity’s sake, the traits described apply to both genders: sexist pronoun madams and ‘sirdams’ avoid me; I take God beg una. And lest I forget, the touch of Nigerian English—e.g. this our—is deliberate; so grammar police avoid me, please. Egba mi, yimu, oshi and aye mi ‘et al’ are mere colloquial exclamations/expressions.
I implore you to read with a sense of humour; don’t be too serious with everything. Laugh all you can but correct whatever you should if any part of the book describes you. We are all flawed in our own unique ways, and just as dirt can be removed from our clothes with soap and water, our undesirable traits can gradually fade off with a little patience and hard work. So, enjoy! Break a leg!! Be my guest!!!