Who Moved My Cheese? A review in relation to Nigeria

In 2015, a colleague sent me an e-copy of a motivational book Who Moved My Cheese? By Dr. Spencer Johnson. He did say he’d be glad if I could write a review after reading. And I did just that on his facebook timeline.

It is a popular ebook that has gone viral beyond the writer’s imagination. If you are yet to read the book, downloadable version of Who Moved My Cheese is available at the end of this review.

The view expressed here is 100% mine, and doesn’t actually represent the view of the author, because the review here is aimed at drawing lessons from Spencer Johnson’s work.
So, I’m going to basically review this book in relation to Nigeria, an acclaimed giant of Africa; and to myself.
Here is the exact text review I wrote about Dr. Spencer’s Who moved my cheese?
Thank you, Michael, ohhhh Damilare, for sharing this motivation. I’m going to look at the book from two angles:
1) someone who you think is your confidant, but always draws you back by foreseeing misfortune in anything you aspire to lay your hands on;
2) a country who dwells more on her failure than on how to solve problems and move away from current situation.
But first…
Just like how Frank, Elaine, Jessica, Angela and even the narrator, Michael, all told one another the challenges they all went through before attaining their aspirations, let me also succinctly put mine thus:
This is my story
I had unrestricted access to money, clothing, and essentials of life up till SS2.
I believed things would continue that way. It was the sweetest getting everything I wanted. I never envisaged change because I had a father who was there; a father who suffered before becoming a local millionaire in my hometown; determined never to allow his kids pass through the same trouble; he was always there.
But things changed suddenly while I was writing my first external examination, GCE in 1999.
The father died, he wasn’t sick, everything was going on smoothly nice with him outside until his death.
His story could be likened to Richard Cory.
The day I heard the news of his demise at the neighboring town where I was writing my exam, I said to myself, “this Is the end of my carrier.” I cursed myself.
My point is: I never prepared for change, I hardly thought of it, as nobody would. I attached my present situation to the future believing things would not cease to be sweet.
And again, I was afraid of what lay ahead. I allowed the fear of the unknown to have advantage over me; it suppressed me because I allowed it until I said to myself, “he’s gone, you’ve to move on with your own life.”
Late though, the steps I took were worth it.
God moved my Cheese.
The Cheese, was my father.
I was Hay!
In relation to everyday situation
Now to the way I see this book, Who moved my Cheese?
Everyone cannot share your dream. If you share a dream with somebody and keeps pulling you back by his pessimistic words, you need to move on just like Hem was always discouraging Hay from taking action. Hem is a pessimist while Hay is optimist.
A country who dwells more on her failure than on how to solve problems and move away from current situation.
Nigeria is a typical example of this. It had been foreseen more than a decade that one day there would be a drastic fall in the price of crude oil in international market.
It finally happened, and today Nigeria staggering in economic policy because she has relied on crude oil. Sad enough, the proceeds from the crude oil were extravagantly spent by some of her glutton political class.
Nigeria never prepared. Her leaders were, and are still, busying themselves siphoning and swallowing beyond their fill, hoping that things would remain sweeter. Nigeria, a typical Hem, is still asking:
Who Moved my Cheese?

What led to the fall of crude oil in the international market?
Instead of her leaders to change ways they think, look for an alternative, they remain Hem. And the country is standing still. This had led to the budget of one of the ministries to be slashed from more than a hundred billion naira to less than twelve billion.
Nigeria is Hem

Thank you Dr. Spencer Johnson for making this ebook available to the world, especially to those who have lost hope.
Honestly, new actions to take, new moves to initiate, to implement kept pouring in as I was reading this book. I allotted a nice time for myself to read it from 12:10am-2:30am.
Thank you, Dr. Spencer Johnson for creatively writing it.
To others who will be reading this book, who are you?





Don’t you worry, you’d definitely know yourself before getting to page 16. The book is just 32-page.
But we must not forget that if Hay had not passed through the challenges, he wouldn’t be sharing this with us. And we wouldn’t have been inspired.
My favourite quotes from Who Moved My Cheese

The More Important Your Cheese Is To You The More You Want To Hold On To It.”

 “If You Do Not Change, You Can Become Extinct.”

“What Would You Do If You Weren’t Afraid.”
 “When You Move Beyond Your Fear, You Feel Free.”

 “The Quicker You Let Go Of Old Cheese, The Sooner You Find New Cheese.”

“It Is Better To Search In The Maze Than Remain In A Cheeseless Situation.”

“Old Beliefs Do Not Lead You To New Cheese.”

“Noticing Small Changes Early Helps You Adapt To The Bigger Changes That Are To Come.”

“Read Who Moved My Cheese by Dr. Spencer Johnson and grade yourself.”

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