Dear Mr President.

My name is Kelvin, I am a Nigerian and I am also a youth.

I am passionate about writing and performing as a spoken word poet but for the past five months, I have been locked up somewhere in the heart of a village obeying this clarion call with the whole of my heart and serving a father land which has never served me.

I teach these kids mathematics and Chemistry and even organize evening classes for them without collecting a single dime from neither the school nor the state government.

Ask the attendance record, I have never missed a single class and just last term I added Computer Studies to the subject I teach these kids and all these is simply because I love the hope I see in the eyes of these kids.

I love it when they say "Corper, I promise next time I would do better and score higher". I love watching them trying to impress me because by so doing, they also impress themselves too.

So Dear Mr President, I'm sorry if I am also part of the lazy Nigerian Youth you spoke about, I guess there is only so much a mere mortal can do right??

But remember that while you were enjoying all expense paid trips abroad, I was here in this "networkless - no stable light - hardly speaking English - toad eating - never finding cold coke-village" teaching and inspiring these kids to have hope in a country that has failed her people a thousand million times.

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I am His_Storyteller and I am not a lazy Nigerian Youth.