DREAMS BEYOND THE DUST: WHY OUR RURAL YOUTHS ARE SLIPPING AWAY

DREAMS BEYOND THE DUST: WHY OUR RURAL YOUTHS ARE SLIPPING AWAY

It was a hot afternoon in Umueze, a small farming community tucked behind the rolling hills of Enugu State.

The sun was fierce, and so were the dreams of 18-year-old Chibuzo, who sat under a mango tree, sketching on a torn sheet of paper.

“I just want to fix machines,” he said quietly, his eyes lighting up as he spoke. “Engines, cars, bikes, anything that moves.”

But dreams, in Umueze, often die before they take shape.

For Chibuzo, the nearest technical school was over 50 kilometres away.

The family’s meagre earnings from cassava and palm oil could barely feed them, let alone pay for transport or tuition.

So, every morning, he joined his mother on the farm, his hands roughened by hoe and machete instead of tools and spanners.

“I keep telling him, maybe next year,” his mother sighed, wiping sweat from her brow. “But next year never seems to come.”

A Silent Struggle Across Nigeria’s Villages

Across Nigeria, countless young people like Chibuzo are trapped in a cycle of poverty, neglect, and lost opportunity.

They are bright, curious, and willing, but their environment leaves them with little chance to thrive.

In rural communities, where access to quality education, healthcare, and digital infrastructure is scarce, the dreams of the youth are quietly suffocating.

Many drop out of school to farm, hawk, or migrate to the city, chasing a better life that often ends in frustration.

Some fall prey to drug abuse and crime; others become victims of human trafficking or early marriage.

For those who stay, hopelessness creeps in slowly, like dusk swallowing daylight.

The Hidden Risk: Mental and Emotional Wounds

Beyond poverty, the real danger lies deeper, in the silence.

Many rural youths are battling unseen scars. Depression, anxiety, and trauma have found new homes in their hearts.

They see friends leave and never return, watch parents toil without reward, and listen to political promises that never reach their village square.

“I feel invisible,” said Ngozi, a 22-year-old from Kogi State. “People think we’re lazy, but we just don’t have the same chances. Sometimes, I cry at night because I feel stuck.”

Her words echo the pain of a generation — one that is too often overlooked in conversations about national development.

A Call to Heal and Rebuild

At Balm for the Bruised Foundation, we believe that these stories should not end in despair.

Every youth, no matter where they are born, deserves a chance to learn, dream, and become more.

Through our rural outreach programmes, we are working to restore hope, offering mental health support, vocational training, mentorship, and awareness campaigns in underserved communities.

But we cannot do it alone.

Every click, every share, every donation helps us reach one more Chibuzo, one more Ngozi, before their light fades.

Together, we can build safe spaces for rural youths to dream again, and to believe that their voices matter.

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Join us, let’s bring healing where it hurts the most.

Because no youth should ever feel forgotten.