The society does not expect you to laugh, cry, show your feelings and remain a boy. The society sees you as a robotic Human who shows no feelings. It expects you to remain alive not to share your problems and thoughts and waekness with your neighbours.

The evil of being a BoyChild is that no one cares about your weaknesses and insecurities and fears.  No one cares about how much you doubt yourself, they all believe that you can make it through because you are a boy.  They believe you don’t need help from any of them because you are a boy. They believe that you are too strong to be asked ‘How are you coping? ‘ this is what the society made the BoyChild look like.

Being a BoyChild, the society sees you as super hero, a hero that don’t need to laugh at all times, super hero that don’t need to cry when you suppose to cry;  a super hero that is not suppose to show any act of weakness.  You don’t have to show how emotional you are. How the society has treated you because you are a man. You don’t have to show your feelings or express yourself in many ways because you are a man.  The society made this and many more. This evil has been passed down from one generation to another that it has becomes a norm  to some culture.

And this is not what I believe in, no,  my boy needs to grow up in a society that has respect for the BoyChild.  A society where boys are not seen as super hero.  Where a mother in the kitchen won’t be waiting or looking for her daughter that went to market to buy some things to come back and wash the plate in the kitchen.  My boys needs to grow up in a society that permits or  allows him to laugh,  cry, smile,  dance around and still remain a boy. My boy needs to grow up in an African society where no one will look down on him figuratively. They won’t see him as a woman when he tells of his weakness.

Why would you  have a son  and still  look for someone to assist you in the kitchen? Why?  Who else are you looking for when you have no girl?

So the GIRLCHILD is told not to allow any Uncle touch her Vag*na but what did you tell the BOYCHILD about his Pen*s? You told the girl that she must take good care of herself so that she will see a good husband, what did you tell the BOYCHILD about looking good? You also told the girl to cover her self properly while sitting down,  but you see the boys Pen*s dangling here and there as he walks naked and you never told him to look for a cloth to cover his nakedness!   Is this not evil against the male?

“No better way is there to learn to love Nature than to understand Art. It dignifies every flower of the field. And, the boy who sees the thing of beauty which a bird on the wing becomes when transferred to wood or canvas will probably not throw the customary stone” Oscar Wilde

Boys are not stones I think you know that! Boys bleed too. Boys cry also.  Boys don’t live in the space where worries have no bed to lay.  They get hurt also.  They feel the same pains as girls do. Why treat them like they have no feelings and emotions ?  Remember, what you call your dog is what it bears.

Give a boy address and accomplishments and you give him the mastery of palaces and fortunes where he goes.     

Ralph Waldo Emerson

To those boys  out there lost in thought of yourself, please, don’t allow yourself to be put in an unnecessary pressure and I am not saying we should be lazy either by not doing anything reasonable,  but everyone has his own time. Don’t hurry to get married because the society or your parents  imposed a certain age on you. Don’t worry about meeting up with some certain decisions and things;  things will get better as you strive along.

You made being a BoyChild evil forgetting that we are all important beings to look after.  You treated the girls specially and allowed those boys to go look for their own future themselves.  Why won’t they join bad gangs?  Why won’t they stray away from your eyes?  Why won’t they haunt and hunt you later?  You told them that real men don’t do drugs but you pushed them into the street at a tender age,  yes,  when you abandoned them to seek the face of the girls the only solace they could find was drugs.

Boys are not stones they are humans just as you were created. They needs to be taken care of also.