THE LOUD MINORITY VS THE SILENT MAJORITY

When my daughter started attending Anglican Girls Grammar School (AGGS), Abuja, I was so impressed with her progress that I began to openly share and recommend the school to other parents looking for a solid boarding school for their girls.

Soon after, I received a number of private messages from interested parents asking for more details. I was happy to share and highlight the aspects that made the school stand out, because I’ve chosen to be intentional about my children’s education.

Then one morning, I woke up to a direct message on Facebook:
"You’re Catholic and you’re promoting an Anglican school. How much are they paying you for all this publicity? Why have you never shared anything negative about the school, are you trying to make it look perfect? You need to stop before you mislead innocent parents who find you credible."

I was shocked. For a moment, I wondered why she didn’t just ignore the post if it didn’t serve her.

I simply replied, “Thank you for your feedback.”
Since that day, I stopped posting anything about the school, until today.

That one note from a single critic became so loud that it drowned out everything else:

I forgot I was a serving member of the PTA, and even the Public Relations Officer.
I forgot the many parents who reached out privately for guidance on enrolling their daughters.
I forgot that my first post received over 2,000 likes and countless affirmations.
I forgot how genuinely grateful the school’s management was when I praised their efforts. (Running a school is no small feat, try it and see.)

Looking back now, I’ve come to this realisation:
The majority can be silent, but the minority can be so loud, if we let them take centre stage.

Take a moment and reflect, they’re all around us.
The people who don’t want progress are often a small minority, yet their voices ring the loudest.

Well, I now know better. I’ve chosen to ignore that woman.

And if you follow me closely, I’ll soon share more about how the Loud Minority affected some key decisions, even in AGGS, the school I remain most fond of, and where my daughter is steadily being nurtured into a great woman.

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