Hausas are more loveable, more hospitable, generous and lies from the pit mouth of ignorant selfish Igbos.
A guy who can't even help a total stranger, will open his dirty fingers and type nonsense.
Let me tell a little story about my dad and Late Uncle Ken, May your Soul keep.

Uncle Ken saw my dad on the road standing on the road under the Sun of Lagos in the 90's.
Uncle Ken stopped and told my dad, Nwanne banye motor biko, Anwu e rika, my dad hopped in.
Uncle Ken brought my dad home and since then, till his demise my dad reciprocated the love to ....

To the extent Uncle Ken died on my dad's arms.
Their friendship was extraordinary.
Uncle Ken was from Mbakwu, he died, my dad refused food mourned his bossom friend, kept going to see his kids and wife.
During holidays they came to our house, and stayed for as long as the ....

The holiday lasted.
Uncle Ken is a phenomenal being, He died when i was too young in 2008.
Till date, my dad still mourns his friend.
They call each other NWANNE MO.
I don't want to make this thread lengthy on what Uncle Ken did.
Uncle keep resting, I miss you calling me Som .

Igbos help, comparing them to northerners that the gap between Rich and poor is 90% is very daft of a comparison.
I didn't even mention what some beautiful Igbos have done for me, yes there are bad experiences too, but I can never over look the KIND HEARTS.
#Igbo for Life!