My brother made it in Lagos — and taught me lessons about my life in London
The author Chibundu Onuzo reflects on her older brother's path to success after leaving the U.K. for their native Nigeria — and wonders whether she should consider joining him.
I only have one brother. Chinaza is ten years older and so in my earliest memories of him, he was already a teenager. "Leave my room" is a phrase he uttered several times to me.
I remember him as loud but nerdy. He didn't have many friends and he didn't have a date for prom. He was 15 when he left Nigeria for boarding school in the U.K., which would have made me around 5. I was potty-trained but still learning how to read. I hadn't lived long enough for us to have much in common.
We met properly when I was a young adult and he was taking his first steps into a career in
