When I was born in colonial Nigeria, racial segregation was not subtle. It was structured, enforced, and unapologetic. I came into this world at the European Hospital in Ikoyi—a place that, by design, was not meant for Black children. For a Nigerian child to be born there was something extraord
```
Members Only

Login or create an account to continue

This article is available to registered BusinessDay readers. Please login if you already have an account, or create a new account to continue reading.

New to BusinessDay? Register now and start reading.

```

Join BusinessDay whatsapp Channel, to stay up to date

Open In Whatsapp