Once upon a time, when I was a budding chicken farmer, the wall on my neighbour’s compound burst and the water flooded my chicken coop. My poor chicks were auditioned for the role of baby ducks and they promptly drowned. On that day I learnt an important lesson: prepare for water.
The issue with our country is, we collectively act as if we have amnesia or are completely mad. We spend months crying for rain, then spend the next few months crying about rain.