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- Article author: 嶋泰宣
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I woke up to the sound of children's voices.
I was lying on a thin rice cracker futon.
I barely remember anything from yesterday...and where is this house anyway...?
I checked with a teenage girl who was nearby.
You drank a bucket of beer, you fainted, and the chief came to our house.
He invited her in and fell asleep right there.
I don't remember it at all... When I woke up, I was given some water, thanked them, and asked where the children were going.
Now I'm going to go to a free school and study.
She too will be studying to become a teacher at a university that provides tuition free of charge.
In a village where only adults remain, we visited the ethnic chief's house to express our gratitude and pay our respects.
With a cheerful smile, he said, "You're the first Asian to stay in this village!! Congratulations!!"
No no...I didn't stay there, I just fainted...Bucket beer is scary...
I asked the ethnic leader about the bucket of beer I drank yesterday that made me faint, and whether it was really beer.
The answer I got was, "Well, it's a drink made by mixing beer with gasoline."
The truth of the matter remains a mystery, but they say that if you keep drinking it, you'll go blind within 10 years...
I guess it's not really a lie...
During the day, I did laundry, cleaning, and other things to thank everyone who helped me.
We went catfish fishing in the sea, then sprinkled salt on the catfish we caught, grilled it, and ate it together.
To be honest, it's not tasty at all...it's a very smelly catfish...
That's because Makoko doesn't have toilets, so feces, urine, trash, and everything else goes into the sea...
Catfish grow up in seas covered in sludge, feces, garbage, and oil...there's no way they can be tasty...
But from their perspective it was the best hospitality.
I have no choice but to eat it in silence...it smells so bad...
In the afternoon, the younger children started to come back from school and came over to play.
When I asked the innocently smiling children, "What do you want to do?", they said,
He said that soccer is good, but he wanted to learn other games.
When I asked them, "Do you know what baseball is?", they all looked dumbfounded.
That's right... In Nigeria, a country of 218 million people, there are only about 600 people who play baseball... I don't know that...
While showing YouTube videos, we teach how to "throw," "hit," and "catch."
The kids crowded around, wanting to try it!
At first, I was worried that the children would quickly get bored because their throwing method was strange and there was no way the ball would hit the wooden stick, but they had a hungry spirit and a brimming with curiosity.
I never get bored and just want to watch it again and again!!
Baseball has professional players and is a major sport in Japan and the United States.
People who earn a lot of money earn more than soccer players! That's what I told them.
What?! Is this a sport where there are people who earn more than Messi and Ronaldo?!
That's right, baseball is amazing, isn't it? I was talking to Hideki Matsui.
He showed me a YouTube video of him from his playing days, and I told him about his visit to Nigeria for an online baseball class.
Then, more than 40 children stared intently at the ball and said, "I want to hit the ball that far too!!"
This is called a home run. We need one point! I explained that it's like a goal in soccer.
"Earn money" and "home runs" - these two things fascinated the children, and with sparkling eyes and no boredom, they began baseball practice.
Ahh... I thought to myself that baseball was really great and fun, but the living environment in front of me remained the same and was harsh, and a question suddenly occurred to me.
Isn't it hard to live in this environment?
How can everyone keep laughing so innocently all the time...?
I was conflicted between feeling uneasy and knowing it would be rude to ask, but I decided to go ahead and ask.
Hey everyone, isn't it hard on you in this environment? How can you all smile so innocently?
My girlfriend, a university student who had fainted last night and stayed over at my place, had returned home and answered the question on my behalf.
"When I see the reality in front of me, I want to die. So I always look for something fun to do.
If we don't laugh, we feel like we're being crushed by the reality in front of us and want to die. So we always try to find something fun to do and laugh."
...tears flowed down my cheeks...
I felt sorry for having heard this, and I wanted to somehow make these children's futures brighter!
Returning to the topic of baseball, we talked about how there are big differences between baseball and soccer.
In soccer, the ball tends to be concentrated in the hands of skilled players. If they're not careful, the game may end without them ever touching the ball.
However, in baseball, there are 9 batsmen, and each one gets an equal number of turns at bat.
In other words, I explained that it is a sport where opportunities are equal.
The children also listened to my story with innocent smiles and sparkling eyes.
"Earn money," "Home run," "Equal opportunities at bat"
Children were fascinated by these three keywords: this country is unequal.
The rich and politicians are powerful.
They took everything and we had to live on the little money and food that was left. If baseball spreads in Nigeria and a professional baseball player is born in Makoko, maybe things will change!
I realized, "I want to promote baseball from this land, from Nigeria, produce future professional baseball players, and provide an environment where these players can contribute to their villages and live a richer life than they have now!"
To achieve that, where do I start and what do I need to do?
I couldn't find the answer right then and there... What should I do?
I threw it at the kids.
The answer was simple and clear.
Connect with those in power, involve them, and work together with them to develop the environment.
This country is unequal. The poor don't even have a chance to rise above the poor.
It's frustrating, but we need to get those in power to understand baseball, and we need to find and increase the number of people who will work with us to promote and popularize the sport.
However, I don't know who the people in power are, and I have no connections...
However, what we do know is that politicians are people in power.
I don't have time this time. I have to fly back to Japan tomorrow.
I asked the ethnic leader to please refrain from buying buckets of beer today and to give a serious lecture on Nigerian politicians and people in power.
I took notes until the early morning, then caught an early morning flight to Japan.
Finally, I would like to thank everyone in the village, and the ethnic chief said, "It's wonderful that Asians stayed here for two nights! Please come back soon. This is your second family.
After receiving such kind words, I got on a plane, looked at my notes, made a list of people in power, and began thinking about how I could contact them.
~To be continued~
⚾WE ARE ONE TEAM⚾