Báwo ni ẹ ṣe wò àwọn ọ̀dọ́ Nàìjíríà tí wọ́n ṣì wà níbí, tí wọ́n ń la gbogbo nǹkan já?

We call it Japa, but it is more than a slang word. It is a verdict on a system that has failed to give many of its brightest young people sufficient reason to believe that their dreams can be realised at home. Those who cannot or choose not to leave have learnt to survive through extraordinary ingenuity. You hustle. You trade. You drive. You code. You create. You farm. You build businesses from bedrooms and turn smartphones into offices and social-media pages into marketplaces. In many cases, you have become your own power company, your own employer and your family's social-security system because the institutions that should support you simply do not work well enough. Yet the remarkable thing about your generation is that, despite all these difficulties, you have refused to surrender. You have built technology companies that have attracted global attention. You have taken Afrobeats around the world and helped Nollywood reach audiences far beyond our borders. You have created fashion brands, digital businesses, agricultural enterprises and an entire creative economy, often with very little institutional support.