Tag: tribute

  • To Keshi, a tribute

    I couldn’t believe it when I heard the news of your death. How could you die so soon with so much to still offer Nigeria, Africa and the world? Where were you rushing to? How can you leave us just like that? Keshi!Haba Coach!! Haba Big Boss!!! These and many more questions are still running through my mind even as I write this tribute to you.

    You are one Nigerian that really makes me proud that I am Nigerian. And I know you make many other Nigerians proud of our nation. Throughout your career as a football player and coach, you tried your best to represent our nation in a positive light. I really do appreciate you for that.

    And I just want to say thank you, Keshi.

    While writing this, I came across this quote by Ralph Marston. He said “What if you gave someone a gift, and they neglected to thank you for it – would you be likely to give them another? Life is the same way. In order to attract more of the blessings that life has to offer, you must truly appreciate what you already have.”

    After reading the quote I found myself asking: Did Nigeria appreciate you, Keshi? Did we as Nigerians really appreciate you the way we ought to? Did we appreciate what you did for us as a nation in the area of football? Did we appreciate the influence you had on the game of football (as a player and coach) here in Nigeria, Africa and in other parts of the world?  Did we honour you the way you should have been honored as our FOOTBALL ICON? Did we celebrate you while you were still with us? Is it possible that you were taken away from us prematurely because as a nation we neglected to appreciate the gift we had in you?

    Why do we take for granted the people who represent Nigeria in a great and positive way? WHY? I really wonder WHY? Keshi I am sorry we as Nigerians did not appreciate you the way we should have when you were still here with us. Please forgive us.

    As Pele the world’s greatest footballer once said “Success is no accident. It is studying, sacrifice and most of all love of what you are doing or learning to do.” Coach Keshi your success as an accomplished Nigerian international football player and coach was not an accident. You worked hard at your game as a player! As a captain you worked hard on your teammates. You brought out the best in them and motivated them to score the goals and win the games! As a coach you worked hard on your players and inspired them to go way beyond the call of duty and they did because you had set the example for them emulate.

    You worked smart. You studied hard! You even learnt a new language (i.e. French) in the pursuit of greener “football” pastures. You were committed to the game of football, your teammates, the players you coached and your nation Nigeria. You loved the game of football! You were the game! And the game was you! You were a game changer. And you were the game maker! You always found a way to get the job done despite the many unending challenges you faced from many different quarters. You loved your nation Nigeria and you loved Nigerians and the Super Eagles fans. You were a football legend from my nation Nigeria! I am so proud of you!

    And I just want to say thank you, Keshi.

    You played in five African Cup of Nation tournaments. You were the Super Eagles captain when they won the African Cup of Nations Cup (AFCON) in Tunisia in 1994. And in spite of all the bad press and publicity you were getting at the time, you were the game changer that helped the Super Eagles to win the AFCON Cup and qualify for the 1994 FIFA World Cup in the USA. Your commitment to playing for Nigeria was exemplary. When the Super Eagles had to play matches in Nigeria you didn’t wait for your ticket to be sent to you before appearing for the match. You would fly into Nigeria on your own funds and later work out how to get a refund later.

    You scored a total of nine goals (as a defender) while playing international football for the Super Eagles and Nigeria. You appeared 64 times in the green white green colours. You understood every word in the saying “Play for the name on the front of the shirt and they’ll remember the name on the back.”That is exactly what you did!

    And I just want to say thank you, Keshi.

    Some time ago Jose Mourinho said “I hate to speak about individuals. Players don’t win you trophies, teams win trophies, squads win trophies”. You had a great insight of that and that is why you were an extraordinary team player. You spoke up for your teammates. You stood up for your teammates. You put yourself on the line for the sake of your teammates, so much so that they nicked name you “BIG BOSS”even though you were teammates. Your teammates knew that they could count on you and that you had their backs covered. You went out of your way to introduce and expose Nigerian football players to European football clubs and other football clubs around the world. You helped many Nigerian football players become international professionals players in Europe and other countries. You represented Nigeria so well abroad that football scouts and agents came to Nigeria looking for more gifted football players like yourself.

    You were the only coach to date that has taken the Togolese national team to the World Cup. You also coached the Malian national team. After which you coached the Super Eagles. You are probably the only African that has coached three different national teams in Africa.

    There are only two African soccer stars in history that won the AFCON Cup as player, captain and also as a coach. And you are one of the two. You and Egypt’s Mahmoud El-Gohary. As the captain of the Super Eagles, you and the Super Eagles) won the AFCON Cup in 1994. And as a coach, you and the Super Eagles won the Cup in 2013. Arsene Wenger once said “A manager [in this case a coach] is a guide. He takes a group of people and says, ‘with you I can make us a success; I can show you the way.” As a coach you did exactly that in Togo, Mali and Nigeria.

    And I just want to say thank you, Keshi.

    Your death is painful to me. It hurts that you left so soon. My heart aches when I remember you are no longer with us.

    Nigeria lost a GREAT FOOTBALL ICON and LEGEND in you, when you played your last game and left this football field of life.

    You are a LEGACY. And you left a LEGACY. You achieved so much for yourself. You achieved so much for others. More importantly you achieved so much for our nation Nigeria. You made us Nigerians proud! You left a part of yourself in each of our hearts to stay behind as you go on to the great beyond. You sowed a seed in our hearts so that each one of us can also leave a LEGACY in Nigeria just like you did!

    Thank you Keshi, for the numerous things you did in your lifetime that made us proud of you and our nation Nigeria.

    I will miss you! We will miss you!! Nigeria will miss you!!!

     

    Ms Simoyan writes from Lagos.

  • Shettima Ali Monguno: A tribute

    I woke up in the early hours of Saturday, July 9, to  randomly check my e-mails only to run into a post by some people on social media that Nigeria’s first Minister of Mines,Power,Petroleum and Energy, elder statesman and  Borno’s ‘father of orphans’ Dr. Shettima Ali Monguno has passed on. I was skeptical at first, because as a journalist I do not take anything I read on Facebook seriously. My first port of call was the Facebook page of Alhaji Musa Liman,my former lecturer at the University of Maiduguri and a close confidant of the Shehu of Borno, Abubakar Umar Ibn Garbai. I was pretty sure if the story was true, Liman will post it on his page. Few minutes later, the reality of what has happened dawned on me as my former lecturer had posted the sad news five hours earlier.

    Shettima Ali Monguno passed on at a time Borno was in dire need of leadership and words of wisdom, six years after Boko Haram took the state 40 years backwards. He was seen as a father figure that no living Borno politician or bureaucrat who will look at him in the face. I was sad,but quickly consoled myself. At 90, Baba as most Borno journalists call him has come, seen and conquered. He lived a fulfilled life. It will be a thing of joy for many of us in this generation if we can live up to that age as the life expectancy in Nigeria is between 56 and 60 years. Or what else can one ask for a man who gave his life to serving humanity? He believed God created each one of us to add value to the lives of people around us. Rather than shed tears, we should pray for him and borrow a leaf from his modest lifestyle that saw him giving back to the society all that he has worked for. I once asked him why he would sell his only house in Abuja to build a female hostel for the University of Maiduguri. He told me the story how he grew up in the house of a District Head and how the colonialist had asked the traditional ruler to enroll one of his sons in school then, but thinking it was an attempt to convert Kanuri children to Christianity, he sent Monguno instead. Monguno added that his father never left anything for him and he went to school free of charge. Hence he has no plans to leave any inheritance for his children, but good education. To him, leaving properties for children was not the best as one is not sure what the children will do with it.

    Monguno is gone and there can never be a Borno man like him that will command respect across religious, political and social divide in a conservative society like Borno.I was taken aback when I heard Bulama Mali Gubio, spokesman for Borno Elders Forum and one of Borno’s illustrious and cosmopolitan sons weeping in the course of an interview with the British Broadcasting Corporation (BBC) Hausa service shortly after Baba was buried. Baba died peacefully in his home,was never moved from one hospital in London to another in the United States as is the case with most Nigerian elites. To me, this is gratifying even though it is a big loss for Nigeria.  Monguno has gotten to his bus stop in the journey of life and each of one of us will one day leave this world. The big question for Borno Elders and other Nigerians is, what do we want to be remembered for when we die? Do we want to be associated with several properties at home and abroad, that at some point the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission(EFCC) will be chasing us that we start hiding under the bed to evade arrest and our children become the laughing stock of the society? Or want to live within our legitimate means and add value to the lives of our neighbours?

    An average Kanuri man can be proud and ethnocentric, but Monguno was an epitome of humility, honesty and perseverance. I recall a story he shared with me in 2007 when I took a reporter from a newsmagazine from Lagos to interview him. It was about the case of a teacher at Federal Government Girls College, Monguno who was relieved of his job like others because the school no longer wanted casual staff due to dwindling resources. The teacher in conjunction with other colleagues felt used and dumped by the school and so petitioned the Public Complaints Commission in Maiduguri.They also intimated Monguno about their petition and he decided to help follow up their case with a phone call. Monguno called several times to speak with the head of the Public Complaints Commission who was not on seat, but a rude male secretary told Baba “Who is this Monguno of a man that has been calling our office? If you are serious about your case, can’t you just come to our office so that we see your face’ Baba said he did not lose his temper, but thanked him and promised to go there in person. According to him, as he alighted from his white Mercedes Benz at the premises of the Public Complaints Commission, everyone rushed to greet him in the usual Kanuri fashion. The young man quickly recognized him from his voice and like a drenched chicken rushed forward to apologize to him, claiming he thought he was some young man playing pranks on the phone. Monguno said he merely smiled, because the young man was probably the age of his grandson and was pretty sure he did not know who he was, went into the office to state his case and never mentioned the case of the rude secretary. I doubt if there is anyone within the Borno Elders Forum today who would tolerate such an insult without getting the person fired? Such was the character of Monguno, very forgiving and never wants to hurt anyone.

    He never saw ethnic or religious affiliation which accounts for why his house adjacent to the Borno Government House was a mecca of sorts.  Probably, though I stand to be corrected, Professor Emeritus, Umaru Shehu is likely to come close to this feat. But, unlike Monguno, he is on the quiet side and not too involved in communal activities. Monguno earned his reputation as the most respected Borno man in the 21st century through sheer hard work and a believer in merit. He was different from some Borno Elders who use their position and influence for political patronage or to recycle their children when quitting the stage. This is a development partly responsible for the Boko Haram insurgency. Some families in the state  for over 40 years have continued to dominate the political, economic and social life of Borno at state and national levels, not because they are intellectually savvy, but what the Kanuris call ‘’Ndu ba’an3m wo?  Who is your father?

    At the height of the Boko Haram insurgency especially 2013 to February 2015 when life in Borno was short and brutish, some of the elders whose activities over the years were partly responsible for the Boko Haram revolt lost their voice like drenched chickens. Instead of making their voices heard, they ran away to their houses in Kaduna and Abuja abandoning the people to their fate. Despite all the risks including his kidnap for a few days by Boko Haram in May 2013,Monguno did not leave Maiduguri, but stood by his people till he breathed his last. He was always talking about their plight and calling for help.

    Indeed, the big elephant has fallen. He has handed the baton to the living. Like the popular saying ‘each generation, must, out of relative obscurity, discover its mission,fulfill it or betray it’. He has fulfilled his mission in life. The challenge has been thrown to us the living and the hope of a better tomorrow.

     

    • Lawal, a Public Commentator writes from Boston,United States.
  • Soyinka pays tribute to Amadi

    Soyinka pays tribute to Amadi

    Adieu, Elechi Amadi, soldier and poet, captive of conscience, human solidarity and justice. Elechi is gone, but creativity remains as consolation, honouring its faithful servitors and filling us with gratitude for their passage.

    I recall those enraged, agonizing hours when the peace and sanctuary of his home were violated by kidnappers, mulled over the treasured moments I spent with him in the intimacy of his living room. It seemed unconscionable that, having survived a Civil War, he should now be subjected to the sadism, disrespect and greed of a handful – and of course, of the failure of overall society that he took to arms to rectify.

    Far from his home, I quietly celebrated his triumphal return. Now there are only memories of those sparse but quietly congenial interactions to celebrate. I remain appreciative for the instinctive rapport that marked our encounters, public or private.

  • Tribute to a living legend at 64

    Tribute to a living legend at 64

    I read with utter amazement the magnitude of encomium pouring on the God chosen leader of our time Asiwaju Bola Ahmed Tinubu as he celebrated his 64th birthday.

    Kings, presidents of nations, ambassadors, honourable members, expatriates, political leaders, economic giants, rulers of public and private sectors, party faithful and the general public all saying “best wishes” to one man, a unique creature and destined leader of our time. Even those who disagree with him politically cannot help sending words of honour to him on this day.

    What can anyone say about Asiwaju that has never been said before? Even Senator Shehu Sani who believes that the late Gani Fawehinmi is the greater hero of democracy from the South West has no one checking out that opinion because it holds no water before the Yoruba race and the nation. God makes leaders; he chooses whom He pleases, and when He has perfected such anointed one, the world will notice him or her without pulling a curtain. If Governor Ayo Fayose can attest to the fact that Bola Tinubu is a pillar and leader in Yorubaland and Nigeria as a whole, then we can go to bed with that notion.

    Asiwaju’s greatness was dated back to his childhood. The traits of leadership were noticed in him from early age. His generosity is unequalled, racing through all and sundry, and cutting across all strata.

    The political landscape in Nigeria has laid a red carpet for one man that has played the most significant role in power transition in the country, raising army of ideological leaders to change the fate of the nation for good. Undoubtedly, the breeding political formations in the future will be decided on the threshold of a man that will eventually leave the stage with the loudest ovation at the ripe time, contrary to what some “political Escoba” anticipate for the chosen.

    The army of Asiwaju’s political dynasty are still in their formations, strategically and firmly positioned to take on any political onslaught designed otherwise. Asiwaju won’t run after anyone politically; this sets him apart in defining his kind of leader. He is not only generous financially; he is also generous at letting his offenders walk away without planning revenge. Everything works for him.

    Today, the whole nation is standing agog in celebration of an enigma, a leader, crowd puller, a political general, the legend, the calculator, strategist, team leader, dogged fighter, brave leader, visionary, advisor, mentor, emancipator, redeemer, father of nation, liberator of the oppressed and the weak, husband of  widows, father of the less privileged and unreached, and above all, a God-fearing compatriot.

    Asiwaju will live on in peace and strength. Long live Asiwaju Bola Ahmed Tinubu, the Jagaban Bogu!

    Long live the Federal Republic of Nigeria!!!

     

    • By Segun Olulade

    Member, Lagos State House of Assembly.

  • Tribute to Olinmah, first Clerk, House of Reps

    The immortal William Shakespeare tells us that while fate and fortune characterise half of our lives, the other half will surely depend on it. Our ancestral wisdom complements the above maxim, that the half is the sure source of our greatness in Him (God), who our source of life is depended on – taking cognizance of our faith in Him, even in the advent of trials and tribulations.

    This, also explains, that the power of life and death belongs to the All-Knowing-God, who sent us to this world; little wonder may you have known that life, power and death would cease within a short time. One by one we go, one by one we come, but in the expense of this, you have to continue making yourself good, so that immortality can be attained even after death.

    Yes’! Death and life is in the hands of God, he knows the hour, time, day, how and when. It is an individual call and experience. No wonder, our ancestral wisdom tells us again, that death is an individual experience every living creature will experience, no matter how highly placed the individual may have mustered or attained over the last couple of years.

    That is the courage that kept Chief Chief Benjamin I. Olinmah, the first Clerk of the House of Representatives in Nigeria, whose death occurred on December 8, 2015 at the age of 85 years. A man whose humanitarian service to his dear nation earned him fortunes and international recognition. No wonder, Hon. Oghene Egoh, representing Amuwo Odofin  federal constituency described him as “a virtuous man who has made indelible mark on the sands of time cum adorable character. He has left a great vacuum –difficult to occupy by any one’’

    Chief Benjamin Olinmah  incessantly promoted the good as best as he could, and  also practically demonstrated the three good of life; good of wealth, good of offspring and good of immortality. Of course, no one is endowed with immortality but one can gain immortality on the account of the extra-ordinary contribution he or she makes to the promotion of humanity- having in mind that our hope is based in Christ. These are the attributes of Chief Benjamin Olinmah whose death has created a great vacuum to his family and the nation at large. He lived a life, worthy of emulation. In fact, he was referred to as  “The Governor” of Ikoyi Club where he had become a life member. He was one of the popular swimmers at Ikoyi club for over 40 years. This kept him going and moving like a train.

    Many may not have heard of this man, whose service to his nation remained unbeatable. He lived a dedicated and well-focused lifestyle. His commitment of service to his nation-Nigeria did not only earn him fortunes but honours and commendations.  For instance, Chief Benjamin Olinmah was awarded a certificate of recognition by the University of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA, for distinguished contributions to the promotion of international understanding in June 1983.

    In 1985, he received a letter of commendation from the Head of the Federal Military Government and Commander –in- chief of Nigeria’s Armed Forces for his contribution to the 38th World Health Assembly held in Geneva, Switzerland from 6th to 23 May 1985. Chief Olinmah was a star in the family as the only son of his parents.

    Chief Benjamin Olinmah was born into the family of Olinmah of Umuonyia and Nwaso at Isieke Village, Delta State on March 8th, 1930. He spent his early formative years in Asaba, Delta State where he attended St. Patrick School, Coal camp, Enugu; Saint Joseph Catholic School, Asaba and St. Patrick College, Asaba, from 1946 t-1950. He obtained his Cambridge School Certificate in 1950 and then continued his pre-education in England. He proceeded to the University of Exeter, Devon, England from 1961 to 1965 where he bagged D.P.A and B.A, in government. He also attended the University of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA, in 1979 where he obtained a certificate in advance management.

    He joined the federal civil service as a clerical officer on 10thJune, 1951. Subsequently; he was promoted to the position of administrative clerk, after securing his honours degree from Exeter. His esteemed career in the civil service included; Federal Civil Service Commission,1966- 1967, Federal Ministry of Labour, 1968-1969, Federal Ministry of Establishment, 1969-1971, Council Secretariat, Cabinet office, 1972-1974, Secretary, Federal Government Staff Housing Board, 1974-1975, Secretary, Staff Quarters Allocation Committee, Cabinet Office, 1976-1978, Federal Ministry Of Industries,1978-1979, first Clerk of the House Of Representatives, National Assembly, Lagos, 1979-1983, principal secretary, state and external relations division, Federal Ministry Of Health 1984-1986, Secretary For International And Constitutional Affairs, Cabinet Office, 1986-1987.He was a member of a number of boards both national and international. Chief Olinmah lived a contented life with his family, married to a teacher, Mrs. Catherine Okwekwu Olinmah and blessed with five children. His religious life was exceptional and encouraging to young men and women, in fact, they will miss his immense contribution a lot.

    Chief Benjamin Olinmah died a happy death at 85 years. Let the family therefore weep no more but rejoice for the reward of their father is already in heaven as they prepare for the funeral. May his gentle soul rest in peace.

    • Mark is a family friend to the late clerk
  • Tribute to my brother, late Mahmud Hamza Zayyad

    This week, I lost an integral member of my family, the only son of the #LateGreat #NationalTreasure, Dr. Hamza Zayyad and Hajiya Maimuna Zayyad, Mallam Mahmud Zayyad. My cousin, Mahmud, had battled with Diabetes for years. In that time, the family had seen this beloved member fight a ferocious fight against an even more ferocious ailment. He won some aspects of that battle but eventually, Late Mahmud faded in front of his families very eyes until Diabetes stole him and he finally lost the battle for life. Diabetes doesn’t just claim one victim; it claims many of those who surround a sufferer. As I write this tribute about my brother, my heart is absolutely shattered and I know all those who knew, loved and cared for Mahmud are devastated.

    His death hits the core of his immediate family, his extended family and for everybody who was associated, in one way or another, with Late Mahmud.

    Those of us who knew Mahmud, knew of his huge heart and his ability to love anything and everything around him. He just loved who and what he loved so much; loved without limits and was able to go to any length for the things and people he loved. Mahmud was a good man who always wanted to help and bring value to those around him. He cared so much for his family and for those he didn’t even know.

    During my brief stint in politics, Mahmud did his best to make it easy for his sister. He knew what I faced and gave me the kind of support that I never asked or expected from him. I have come to learn that he often did that for others, whether they were related to him or not.

    Those who knew Mahmud, knew about his passion. An unrelenting man he was! We knew of his effortless devotion to obedience and we knew how much he submitted himself to the Almighty Allah.

    Those who may not have known Mahmud but knew his father, Late Dr. Hamza Zayyad would have had a snippet of the humility, obedience, innovation and hard work that he inherited from his father.

    For those who didn’t know my brother, I want to tell you who he was; what he stood for and the amazing achievements he made during the course of his life. With pride, I would like to tell the world who my #LateGreat Cousin, Mahmud Zayyad was…

    Mahmud Zayyad was born in the early sixties in the United Kingdom and attended both primary and secondary schools in Kaduna State. He then proceeded to Katsina Polytechnic, now Hassan Usman Katsina polytechnic, and obtained a National diploma in Business Administration. Mahmud later was admitted into the Prestigious Millionaires College of Business Administration in Miami, Florida, America for advance studies in Business Management.

    Upon his return from the United States in the Eighties, Mahmud started an Automobile designing and Improvement Company, HITECH. His company was a reflection of his professional passion. The company primarily specialized in motor design for companies and corporate individuals. The company did so well that it went ahead to provide services for some sections of the Nigerian government, the Police Force and Peugeot Automobile, amongst others.

    Had Mahmud been a man stuck on material and worldly possessions, he could have made billions during the course of his lifetime. Rather, he was a simple man who was humble and relished in giving the very basics of life a material form. He was a content man who found the most base necessities of life to be of pleasant pursuit; to him, simplicity represented wealth.

    During the course of his profession, Mahmud was able to successfully improve on already manufactured Japanese, European and United state vehicles. He was quintessentially, ‘The Maestro of automobiles’ and an authority as far as vehicle improvement was concerned. He had a lot of natural talent and a lot of ‘drive’ in his field. He had the Midas touch with automobiles and often it would take just a glance at a car for Mahmud to know what was wrong with it. He needed only a few minutes listening to an engine to know what it needed. He was a genius in his field and had so much passion for his work.

    Those close to him will surely remember his professionalism as far as his disciple was concerned. He will also be remembered for coming first position during the only well organized car race at Murtala Muhammed square Kaduna.

    Mahmud fought Diabetes for so long but he fought it all the way with courage. We have lost a great person and will miss him so very much. His passing from such a cruel and widespread illness in Nigeria has reminded me of the need to step up and do what I can to fight against Diabetes. With Mahmud’s death, I feel encouraged to work towards supporting charities that are searching for better treatment and a cure for Diabetes.

    Mahmud Zayyad was so proud of his heritage. And it was a heritage to be proud of. He was the great grandson of the late famous Waziri Zayyana, whose reign as Waziri in Katsina State witnessed Islamic revival and adherence in the Katsina emirate. He was the first child and only son of the Late Wazirin Katsina, Dr. Hamza  Zayyad, of blessed memory.

    The passing of Mahmud Zayyad is one where I have truly lost a brother. I speak about what I knew and saw of him. He was humble, obedient, misunderstood, innovative, hardworking, committed, kind, gentle, strong, brave, compassionate and determined. He was a lovely person. I shall suffer with the thought that he is no longer with us; as I am sure will his family and friends.

    He was a replica of Dr. Hamza Zayyad, in terms of hard work and commitment to a course. And Dr Hamza Zayyad was a very, very rare breed in Nigeria.

    I offer my heartfelt prayers and condolence to all of Late Mahmud’s family. Due to what Late Mahmud’s death represents, my condolence further goes to, His Eminence, the Emir of Katsina, Dr. Abdulmumini Kabir, Dr. Sani Lugga Wazirin Katsina, all our relatives and people in Rafindadi, and the populace of Katsina.

    Mahmud had an extremely large, close-knit group of friends, especially in Kaduna. He will be so sorely missed by them. My thoughts and prayers are with them also.

    Mahmud Zayyad is survived by his mother, Hajiya Maimuna Zayyad, a wife and five incredibly beautiful, precious and perfect children in the likeness and vision of their grandfather, Dr Hamza Zayyad; Ahmad, Maimoona, Hamza, Halimah, Mamouda.

    “INNA LILLAHI WA INNA ILAYHI RAJI’UN…

    …Oh Allah, my dear brother, Mahmud Zayyad is under Your care and protection so protect him from the trial of the grave and torment of the Fire. Indeed You are faithful and truthful. Forgive and have mercy upon him, surely You are The Oft-Forgiving, The Most-Merciful…

    …Oh Allah, forgive and have mercy upon Mahmud Zayyad. Excuse him and pardon him, and make honorable his reception. Expand his entry and cleanse him with water, snow and ice, and purify him of sin as a white robe is purified of filth. Admit him into the Garden; protect him from the punishment of the grave and the torment of the fire…

    …Oh Allah, Your servant and the son of Your maidservant, Mahmud Zayyad, is in need of Your mercy and You are without need of his punishment. If he was righteous then increase his reward and if he was wicked then overlook his sins.”

  • Tribute to Victor Adetunji Haffner (1919-2015)

    Tribute to Victor Adetunji Haffner (1919-2015)

      The following excerpts are from my written tribute to Pa Victor Adetunji Haffner at his funeral service on Friday, November 27, at the Cathedral Church of Christ, Marina, Lagos

    The home calling on November 5 in Lagos of Mr. Victor Adetunji Haffner, at 96, marks the end of a glorious era in the profession of engineering in Nigeria. This era produced some of Nigeria’s finest engineers and public servants in colonial Nigeria like the late Chief S.O. Fadahunsi of the old LEDB and Chief T.M. Aluko of the Lagos City Council, who is probably better remembered as a notable novelist. Pa Haffner was in this esteemed group of pioneering pre-independence engineers. He was a pioneer in telecommunications engineering, the first in his field. He served his country proudly and diligently. For over two decades, from 1954 to 1975, he straddled and shaped the future course of the development of telecommunications in Nigeria. In 1964, he became the first CEO of the Nigerian External Telecommunications (NET), the first state-owned telecommunications company in Nigeria. Pa Haffner was buried in Lagos on Friday, November 27, 2015, after a moving and well attended funeral service at the Cathedral Church of Christ, Marina, Lagos.

    Engr. Haffner was born on September 1, 1919 at 10, Haffner Street, Lagos. After attending the Church School at Broad Street, he received his early education at the CMS Grammar School, Lagos, from 1932 to 1938. Among his classmates of the 1938 set were Pa Akintola Williams, the first Nigerian chartered accountant, and his younger brother, Chief Rotimi Williams, the distinguished Cambridge educated lawyer, now deceased.  My late father, Chief Olagunju Asaolu Fafowora, was of that set too. Of the 12 students who performed brilliantly in the Cambridge School Certificate Examinations in 1938 and went on to have brilliant professional careers, only Pa Akintola Williams is alive today. He was a month older than Pa Haffner. They remained close friends until the end.

    After a brilliant academic record at the CMS Grammar School, Lagos, from where he obtained his Cambridge School Certificate in 1938 at the age of only 19, a remarkable feat in those days, Mr. Haffner worked for a while as a clerk in the Accountant-General’s office of the colonial service. It was from there that he proceeded to Northampton College, London, (now City University) for the first part of his engineering course. After that, he studied at the famous Regent Street Polytechnic (now Westminster University), from where he graduated in 1954 as a Chartered Engineer, specialising in telecommunications engineering. He was the first Nigerian in this field. He worked briefly with the English telecoms firm, Cable and Wireless, from where he was recruited by the Nigerian colonial government in 1954 as a pupil engineer in the old Post and Telegraphs (P&T) department. His rise in the P&T was meteoric. In 1963, he was seconded to the newly formed company, Nigerian External Telecommunications (NET), as deputy general manager. The following year, he was appointed the managing director of NET, a post he held until his sudden and inexplicable retirement in 1975 by the Murtala Mohammed military regime.

    It was under his watch at NET that satellite communications was first introduced in Nigeria. It was also during his tenure as MD that NECOM House, the magnificent 32- storey headquarters of NET, was developed at 12, Marina, Lagos. He always wanted the best for his country in the field of telecommunications. When, at 95, he presented his memoirs, “Reflections on Nigeria’, to the public last year, his professional colleagues acknowledged him as the pioneer of telecommunications engineering in Nigeria. After his sudden retirement from NET, Marubeni, a Japanese communications firm, offered him a consultancy. This provided him with some financial succour. As he noted in his memoirs, he made more money with Marubeni than he did at NET.

    But it is not simply as a distinguished and an accomplished engineer that Pa Haffner will always be remembered. He had very wide social and family connections and he touched many lives for good. He was versatile, cultured and a good churchman. In his public life, he stood up for principles that he valued, based on noble ideas that he never compromised, no matter how strong the opposition was. Many thought of him as being controversial. But he always stuck to his guns, no matter whose ox was gored. He also left an enviable legacy at the Cathedral Church of Lagos, Marina, with which he was so strongly connected from birth. From the age of nine he was in the church choir. He was also a most influential member and secretary of the Standing Committee of the Cathedral for many years. He was honoured with the Cathedral Parish Award for his immense and varied services to the Cathedral. When the Cathedral needed to buy a new pipe organ, it was to Pa Haffner that it turned. As Chairman of the Church Organ Fund Raising Committee, Pa Haffner successfully accomplished this difficult task.

    I also personally owe him a debt of gratitude for providing me with very valuable advice and information when I was writing the history of the Cathedral. Over two dinners at his pleasant Ikoyi home, he provided me with a mine of information and insights into significant historical events in the church of which he was a personal witness. He was proud of his old school, the CMS Grammar School, Lagos and, until his death, contributed immensely both materially and financially to its physical development in recent years. When I was privileged to serve as the President of the Old Grammarians’ Society (OGS), he gave me his encouragement and unstinted support. I knew I could always count on him and his old classmates, Pa Akintola Williams and the late Chief Rotimi Williams for support. In fact, he was honoured posthumously by the school on  November 21, 2015, for his valuable contributions to the progress of the school over the years.

    Considering his privileged pedigree and distinguished family ancestry, one could say that Pa Haffner was born with the proverbial silver spoon. He was a direct descendant of the Creoles, the immigrant Brazilian families that dominated the social and political life of the old Lagos colony under British colonial rule. But as he wrote in his memoirs, which it was my pleasure and privilege to review, he had to work hard for his professional success, in a career that took him to the top as a telecoms engineer in Nigeria. Pa Haffner’s father, Mr. Frederick Matthew Haffner, was an official of the Lagos City Council. His mother, Victoria Adepeju, was a niece of the legendary John Otunba Payne, a brilliant lawyer and first Nigerian Registrar of the Supreme Court of Nigeria. He was also a Church Warden at the Cathedral Church of Christ, Lagos.

    Pa Haffner also had as his grand uncle, Dr. Henry Rawlinson Carr, who graduated from Durham University at 19, and had such a brilliant career in the colonial civil service, rising to the post of Resident of Lagos, and next in rank to the colonial Governor of Lagos. When Pa Haffner was a student at the CMS Grammar School, Lagos, then at Broad Street, he lived with Henry Carr at his sprawling mansion at Tinubu Square. As Henry Carr was never married and had no children, he took Haffner as his adopted son and nurtured him carefully. This was a rare privilege which, no doubt, had a profound influence on Haffner as he grew up. It was Henry Carr who ensured that Haffner joined the Cathedral choir at nine. That was when his love of both church and classical music began. He learnt the piano and became quite good at it. He was a patron of the Cathedral Choir. He grew up to be a man of culture and pleasant manners. My wife and I would normally visit him in his lovely home on his birthday anniversaries. These visits were always a great pleasure and delight, as Pa Haffner was such a splendid host, taking every care to make sure his visitors were relaxed, happy and convivial.

    In 1957, Pa Haffner married Grace Olubunmi Majekodunmi, a cousin of the late Dr. M.O. Majekodunmi of Abeokuta. She died in 2007 at 81. They were blessed with three children, two boys, and a girl, Bimbo who, in his last years, looked after him with such devotion and affection.

    To his family, numerous friends and professional colleagues, I offer my deeply felt condolences. May Papa’s soul rest in perfect peace.

  • Tribute to Chief (Mrs) Awolowo

    The funeral celebration for the mother of our nation, Chief (Mrs) Hannah Dideolu Awolowo, commenced in Ikenne on Sunday, November 15. It includes daily events until Wednesday November 25 (the centenary of Mama’s birthday), when the grand finale of Internment will take place. On Tuesday November 17, a large number of members of the Yoruba national family, as well as many other citizens from all parts of Nigeria, headed for Ikenne to see Mama lying-in-state and to honour her with orations and tributes. Representatives of various civic organizations stepped forth to read glowing orations and tributes.

    One of such organizations was the Oodua Foundation, the Yoruba Diaspora think-tank organisation which has members in countries across the world. At the direction of the members, the Oodua Foundation International headquarters in the United States of America sent a befitting tribute. At about 11 am on Tuesday, Senator Babafemi Ojudu stood forth before the large assembly and read the tribute by Oodua Foundation.

    I have the privilege of being the signatory to the Oodua Foundation tribute, as patron of the foundation. I had also undertaken to feature the tribute in my column of today, which I very proudly do now in honour of our departed mother, and to the prosperity and glory of the Yoruba nation and of the family of nations of our Nigerian federation:

    Dear Mother: We, officers and members of Oodua Foundation from abroad humbly bring this tribute as we say goodbye to you our mother, friend and mentor.

    As a think-tank organization of Yoruba intellectuals and professionals with members in many countries of the world, and with our headquarters in the United States, we have often been in contact with you in our efforts to research and bring new ideas into the well-being and progress of our Yoruba nation at home. Even in your great old age, even in your very last days, you were keenly attentive to us as we spelled out our concerns about the prevailing conditions of the Yoruba nation in South-western Nigeria, and as we put forth our thoughts and proposals for solution and progress.  You listened, interacted, and encouraged us, as mother of our nation. And you always gave your love and warmth as mother of us all.

    The last time, only this past May, when a delegation of ours visited you in Ikenne, you treated us as usual to the kind of love and care that only Yoruba mothers can give. We sat around you as you prepared a beautiful Yoruba dinner for us your children. We had a great time answering your questions, receiving your answers to our questions, and listening to your charge and guidance to our further steps. Altogether, in those few hours, we savoured a tender family moment. You told us that we must come back this November for your 100th Birthday, and we dutifully pledged to do so. Mother, we are here– to celebrate not just a Birthday, but to celebrate your whole shining life.

    Yours is a life that has shone brilliant light into the life of our whole nation. The examples and precepts that you are leaving behind for our whole nation are such as we today, and all generations of our nation, will always be grateful for. It is a great lesson to all young Yoruba wives and mothers today that when fate lifted you to a leadership role in the modern history of the Yoruba nation, you were only a very young wife and mother. You were only 30 years old (more or less only a girl) when your illustrious husband and our nation’s father, Obafemi Awolowo, stepped into the gap and founded Egbe Omo Oduduwa in 1945 as an instrument for fostering unity among the modern elite of the Yoruba nation. You were 34 when he founded the Action Group and only 36 when he became the first Premier of our Western Region and you became the first First Lady of our region and nation.  Far beyond what should be expected of a person of your age, you rose to the position of First Lady with great dignity and poise, and with unwavering loyalty to your ever-busy husband, to the course of progress, and to the struggle for the well-being and prosperity of our people.

    Our nation saw your dignity and poise even more powerfully from 1962, after the Federal Government of Nigeria chose to foment a crisis in the Western Region and plunge our lives into instability and turmoil. You were only 47 years old in that year – though most of us are used to thinking that you were already a very old mother by then. To the shock and disbelief of all of us in the Western Region, our great leader and your husband was whisked from detention to criminal trials and then to prison. Your son, Segun Awolowo, who belonged to the same age as many of us who are now members of Oodua Foundation, died suddenly in the terrible storm.  Most of us today in Oodua Foundation who were old enough to understand these devastations at the time thought that our whole life was collapsing. But, through the darkest hours of it all, you stood like a rock behind your great husband, behind our father and leader, behind us suffering youths, and behind the weeping and mourning millions of our people. In the pitch darkness of the time, the light which you held bravely up reflected the great light from our great leader to all corners of our homeland.

    Mama, we your children are not mourning your departure. We are happily and gratefully celebrating your beautiful life and the gifts you have bequeathed to us and to our nation. Your great husband and our great father taught us to remember always that it is a cardinal principle of  Yoruba culture and traditions that rulers of society respect the ruled, and that Yoruba rulers always hold themselves in great dignity,  observe serious discipline in all their doings, devote their own energies and the resources of society to the promotion of the well-being of all members of society, apply themselves to knowledge and understan-

    ding, and live a life that elevates the moral and social tones of society. When you see him face to face in the afterlife, tell him that we his children are still holding true to the lessons that he taught us.

    Thank you for standing always loyally by his side in this life as he beamed the great lights into our lives. Thank you for never wavering, even in the face of the worst storms and tempests. Thank you for giving yourself unreservedly to us and to our nation as our Great and Loving Mother and Guide.

     

  • Odemwingie pays tribute to Stoke teammates

    Odemwingie pays tribute to Stoke teammates

    Peter Odemwingie was delighted that Stoke City will continue their run in the Capital One Cup after seeing off Premier League champions Chelsea in the fourth round .

    The 34 – year – old kept his cool to dispatch his penalty after a shootout was needed to decide the winner following Loic Remy’s stoppage-time equaliser.

    Stoke City’s Jack Butland saved the last kick taken by Eden Hazard and Odemwingie was full of praise for the goalkeeper after Tuesday night’s clash at the Britannia Stadium and the whole team.

    “Great effort from the team. JB is the man ! Very happy for all of us Potters,” Odemwingie posted on Twitter.

    The Nigeria international has made five appearances in the League Cup since he moved to England from Lokomotiv Moscow in the summer of 2010.

     

  • Onosode: Tribute

    Onosode: Tribute

    SIR: How does anyone pigeon-hole this unusual man of honour? Brother Gamaliel Oforitsenere Onosode represents the ideals of what all Nigerians aspire to be. Because he is a product of a detribalized family, he lived a life that transcends his Urhobo origin and spills over to Itsekiri, Yoruba, Benin and other cultural and linguistic groups that had been part of his very existence. He spoke perfect Urhobo, impeccable Itsekiri and fluent Yoruba as a truly detribalized   Nigerian. Brother Gam got along with everyone whose paths crossed his, regardless of their ethnic, religious or national orientation.

    Economically, he was a role model to many of us because he successfully manoeuvred his way through the generally turbulent and sometimes corrupt terrains of the Nigerian business world without blemish. One could not imagine Bro Gam demanding or receiving gratification in other to offer a job or contract to anyone. And yet he chaired some of the most important corporate boards and public sector enterprises in our country. How he did this successfully, could not be far from his life as a practicing Christian; not just in name but in deed.

    From the point of view of education transcending mere literacy, Bro Gam represents what a truly educated man is. His background in the classics has never failed him in the matters of intellectual and cultural excellence which his power of communication indicates. To know him, is to imbibe moral rectitude and intellectualism within the context of a sound mind in a healthy body. With zeal and zest, he enthusiastically spoke his mind without fear or favour even on issues that may be unpalatable to some religious or political doctrinaires. Indeed, he was an embodiment of wisdom, understanding and knowledge- attributes that left him less concerned about titles and appellations.

    In politics, the late sage, Chief Obafemi Awolowo had often been referred to as the best President Nigeria never had. The same could also be said about Deacon Gamaliel Onosode, when he ran for President in the late 1990s. Although I was abroad then, I could hardly believe Bro Gam would venture into the rough terrain of politics in Nigeria. Concerned about his personal safety on the campaign trail, I phoned to ask him what he was doing about his security. He told me all was well because his brother (Andrew)’s son who was his bodyguard had a pen knife in his pocket and that was enough.

    As a Christian, Brother Gam took his religion seriously; he lived and practiced what he preached. As a fellow Baptist, I often wondered how he traversed the rough waters and terrains of our politics, faith and doctrines. Suffice it to say that his detribalized disposition, shielded him from hindrances that were inimical to his commitment to Christ and the Great God he served.

    Brother Gamaliel Oforitsenere Onosode, You will be greatly missed as my Role Model, My Big Brother, Friend and Fellow Baptist.

     

    • Professor Jim Nesin Omatseye,

    Warri, Delta State.