I know more than you think.

Reminded what the struggle was for when I see my parents and I hear them speak in dialect. The struggle of leaving their parents and families behind to come to America to better themselves. The experiences that they went through, my roots, my culture, and my love for it.

The green representing the land and abundance of its natural wealth. The white representing peace and unity.

By birth I am an American child; but by blood I am a Nigerian child. I do admit I might not know everything about Nigeria but my mind is still growing with facts and history about it. Though I don't know how to speak the language fluently I do comprehend it. Though I only been there a few times, I went to many places that others have never been.

Some believe that Nigerian children born in American will tend to lose their culture and history; but I believe that once these things and instilled in the child then that would not be the case.

Some refuse to call me Nigerian because of my American name and because of my lack of ability to speak the language fluently but I pay them no mind; they don't know me and they don't know what I know.

I do know that Nigeria is my motherland, Nigeria is my fatherland

Nigeria is the beauty and pride of Africa

Nigeria is the land of oil, cocoa, gold and silver

Nigeria is the land of rain, sunshine, rivers and mountains

Nigeria is the land of beautiful cultures and traditions.

My father from Delta state and and speaks both Abu and Yoruba

My mother from Abekuta and speaks Yoruba

It gives me the chance to learn double the history and culture about Nigeria.

When I see my flag I don't need you to remind me about my history or my culture, or the way both my mother and father struggled to get where they are because I already know. I am reminded everyday by their presence, their actions, their dialect, their love for their country and most of all their love for my brothers and I.