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Tribute To My Father

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Audu Daniel Abah was my father. Had he lived he would be 68 years old today. He died suddenly, in a leap year, on February 29, 1996 in Lokoja, at his last base, the Nigerian Army record office where he soldiered for Nigeria until his dying day. He was only 48 years old. That was one death too shocking. As a soldier he was a million times better than me: he went from year to year without being sick.
When I heard that he was admitted and discharged from the hospital I couldn’t believe it because –  in all of my life, until then, that had never happened. I visited from Kaduna in January 1996 shortly after I heard. “I am a soldier, you need not  worry about me,” he said. “I need to, you are my father,” I said.
I had found work with a school certificate and asked that he blessed the job and offered him my first salary as cultured people were wont to do but he refused. He managed to collect an insignificant fraction after so much bugging which he threw away by buying a dog with it, I was told. He earned his keep and should do for you instead. So proud, that man! That was the last time I ever saw him. He died a month later and before word could reach me, thanks to the Army and undue haste, they had gone to Agaliga-Efabo my village in Kogi, did the needful and he was interred.
Mysteriously the dog that he bought barked no-end at night, about the same time its master died, to grieve the loss of the master, it disappeared never to be seen again. No day passes by without remembrances of that great man. When I am invited for wedding ceremonies and I see old men give their daughter’s hand to the groom, I go doolally: I wish he lived. Times without number, you know, I just wonder, whoever loves me and believes in me more than my father.
I worry to this day and get scary spasms that life is so short and fleetingly passes on, so much that many have died without living their dreams. I appreciate every day now as a blessing by the Heavenly Being. If I live up to his age, I will be grateful and if I live more than 48 years then that will be a bonus.
Today, I struggle to achieve many things that he did achieve and for reasons that I can’t  explain I just think time is against me.  I am still far away from achieving what he did achieve: he had ten children, but never worried about how to take care of us. He  never fretted openly. I have two children and worry constantly.
My father’s knowledge of the arcane was deep. Many times when some insects began to fly weirdly around him when we were young and on our farms (we had many), he paused and thought deeply, “a relative in the village is dead.” It turned out to be true. How he knew beats me.
His death makes me remember my sense of mortality and impels me on to the realization that what matters in life is the quality of life one lives, not how long one lived. Come to think of it, there are many old rascals, aren’t there?
I try hard daily to be like Audu Daniel Abah who had a very strong memory, so strong that he gave us accounts of our family tree without difficulty. His rapid quips, when I asked about things I didn’t know, his bravura performances as a young man and in the Army are parts of my childhood I will never forget.
With him you can hear something and can take that to the bank. He didn’t have money in the maddening sense of the world today, but he made sure we were never hungry, I can’t remember missing a meal and we had shelter, I could follow the Gulf war (Operation Desert Shield) in 1991  while I tuned in to BBC on our Conion Stereo player with the big wooden speakers) and he bought us ‘Christmas clothes and shoes,’ sometimes from Bata and Lennards and, boy, that was something!
Talk about Christmas, we reared animals, but he bought fat goats which he slaughtered all by himself, without contracting it, you know as most folks do today: call the ‘mallam.’ You would think he was in machismo heaven. How he skinned those animals and knew where the intestines were, the good parts and the bad parts which he discarded was nothing short of amazing.
I have yet to ever slaughter a goat by myself. Once I slaughtered a fowl and it was a struggle. Those goats were never eaten by the Abahs alone for he believed in the power of community. Large slices were cut and given to us to take to folks as presents during festive periods. He belonged to tribal associations and hosted multitudes when it was his turn to do so. Have I ever done that?
I learned from my father how not to insult people’s intelligence as human beings, how to respect people but never to allow people to cross the rubicon by being disrespectful when and however they deem fit. He taught me to see myself as royalty and wished never for any relative to take care of his children.
On occasions when I went into his room to say the customary,”baba olodudu” literal translation Igala meaning,”daddy good morning,”I saw him staring at the ceiling and asked,”is anything the matter?” “Nothing, a man has to reflect and plan the activity of the day because time waits for nobody,” he would say. “Time waits for nobody,” was my father’s favourite quote.
Is there a man that believed in Nigeria as much as my father? It wouldn’t be bogus to say no. I believe strongly that most children end up doing what their parents enjoyed barring experience gotten outside boyhood homes. He was interested enough in and spoke a bit of many languages even if it was passable. From the Zuru language, to Tiv, Idoma, Yoruba etc., etc., and even named my sister Augustina after a lady friend he met in Enugu before the civil war broke.
She had a kind spirit he would say, he never saw her again.
Philemon my boyhood friend once let drop with pride that my father bought him a beret. Hell knew no fury for I galloped all the way to mother to ask her why he should do that, for I had no beret. Father told me that Philemon asked him to buy him one, and he had to look after other people’s children, when necessary, besides us. For sure that didn’t make sense to me then but it did later. Life should never be about us but also about  other people and efforts geared forward to care for people should not be in words only but in action.
Who is prouder of his Igala roots than my father was? It amazes me to see fellow Igala men and women pretend to be Europeans in Nigerian cities.
Friendship was everything, he looked forward to seeing everybody with that ready smile. Desertion of friends and people was never his forte. I have tried to be like him to no avail for in this city, people seem to be for themselves only and you need to watch your back all the time.
Who taught me the importance of common sense? You ought to know now. You can never catch me dead in a place of donnybrook.
While I still remember, in 1982 when I barely knew the importance of newspapers, father brought me one. The only time he ever did. I can’t remember if reading it made any sense then, but like I mentioned earlier, he had a massive knowledge about the arcane. Could that be the reason why I manage to wield a pen now? I appreciate Audu Daniel Abah, who was my father and his successes whilst here, in more ways than he would have ever been of mine.
Abah wrote from Port Harcourt.

 

Simon Abah

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Other Sides In Junior Pope’s Death

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The tragic boat mishap of Wednesday, April 10, 2024, which claimed the lives of popular Nollywood actor, Mr John Paul Obumneme Odonwodo, popularly known as Junior Pope, and four others, has sent shock-waves across the Nigerian movie industry, and set the social media buzzing with reactions.
A contingent of 12 movie crew members had set out for a boat journey from the River Niger Cable point, a waterside jetty at Asaba in Delta State, to cross to the other side of River Niger, into Anam, a riverine community in Anambra State, for the shooting of a movie set titled ‘Another side of Life’ produced by Adanma Luke. Unfortunately, a series of avoidable events culminated the journey into an ill-fated expedition that sent fives lives to ‘the other side of life.’ The incident made the movie’s eventual ban a nullity, having played-out its symbolic meanings in real life while in the making, rather than on envisaged screens.
An avoidable incident, it exposed our society’s casual attitudes towards marine and general safety, as well as our endemic superstitions, while telling, on several flaps, other side tales of reality in the accounts of what transpired during the production, or rather, play of Adanma’s ‘Another side of Life.’
While veteran actor and Senior Adviser on Military Relations to the President of Actors’ Guild of Nigeria, Mr Steve Eboh, claimed he missed joining the ill-fated boat because he arrived too early before the crew, and had to go back, the producer, Adanma Luke, claimed she missed it because she came too late.
A journey’s jolly take-off from Asaba, Delta state, which ended tragically in its return from the other side in Anambra State, proved to be a rascally journey that showed the other side of rascality, even as T. C. Okoye claimed that pre-performing of obeisance to some marine spirits saved his life. But it was T. C. Okoye who had to hang unto a boat’s anchor in the face of death, rather than rely on the powers of the spirits he had appeased with Fanta, to await rescue from mortal men – sensible men, whose advise that one needs wear life jack during marine journeys – he had forsook, yet gave glory to his rituals after rescue.
Conversely, one may flip the flap to consider the other side of T. C. Okoye’s rituals to ruminate on other possibilities. Could the ringing of bells, spraying of money and snacks, and pouring of Fanta, have evoked the anger of the ‘marine spirits’ as rumoured, or distracted the boat driver, to the point of accident? And as reported by The Punch, what’s the significance of T. C. Okoye ‘dashing’ ritual money to innocent children whom circumstance made to be by the riverside?
Also, the argument by Mr Steve Eboh, that “If the star actors in that boat had wanted to wear life jackets, they would have been given the jackets” holds no ground, because the guild, as well as all the marine transport stakeholders, should have enforced strict safety compliance by all voyagers. It is therefore commendable that the Anambra State Commissioner of Police, Aderemi Adeoye, has ordered exhaustive investigations into the matter to determine criminal liability of all persons involved.
However, in the melee of pandemonium that accompanied rescue efforts, Nollywood celebrities, our society’s supposed role models, prioritized superstitious rescusitation over sure medical practice, rushing victims between spiritualists and hospitals, until a ‘pope’ whose work and journey had bound with the superstitious, died amidst superstition. Indeed, it’s during crises, when people care less about ‘packaging,’ that truth and the real personality of humans stand bare and naked.
While medical personnel who got their chance late had certified Jnr Pope dead, our star-persons held unto their spiritual advisers who claimed his spirit coming back to life, up until reality finally dawned that pope’s spirit has permanently crossed to the other side of life.
Regrettably, the reality has not fully dawned, otherwise three corpses shouldn’t have been buried by the riverside as dictated by spiritualists, and Jnr Pope’s family shouldn’t be worried about what would happen, as rumoured threatened of his three children, if his corpse is not buried by the riverside. However, it appears that having encountered the influence of a frontline celebrity, the spirits have turned capricious by bending divinely demands to accepting two cows, as rumoured, in exchange for Jnr Pope’s corpse being buried elsewhere.
According to the Anambra State Police Public Relations Officer, SP Tochukwu Ikenga, a team of rescuers comprising men of the Anambra State Marine Police Command, the National Inland Waterways Authority (NIWA) and the Maritime Workers Union of Nigeria, with the aid of fisher men, rescued seven persons alive to the Anambra side, while two retrieved corpses were sent across the other side, to the Delta State Marine Police Command jetty where Nollywood officials stood waiting. Of other three victims, two corpses were rescued next day, while a third was thrown out by river tides, all of whom; Abigail Fredrick (Vice Chairman of Costumer Designers Guild of Nigeria, and Akwa-Ibom State-born make-up artist), Precious Oforum (Sound engineer) and Joseph Anointing (Gaffer), have since been buried by the riverside, according to local belief.
However, what the police PRO’s statement didn’t reveal is if Jnr Pope’s corpse was sent to the other side in Delta after all the back and forth between spiritualists and medical personnel within Anambra, or if it was sent straight upon rescue to Delta state, but mysteriously found its way back to Anam, on the Anambra side.
It’s unfortunate that Nollywood which set out in its early days to expose superstitious beliefs and practices in our societies, in the hopes of enlightening the minds of the masses, and to curb the manace, has made many believe it’s rather reinforcing superstition in the ways it condicts the movie industry business.
Members of the showbiz in general, now appear to be key protagonists of superstition to the point that, being perceived as role models, so many youths have been drawn to lives of unrealistic dreams and materialism, which often get pursued through ritualism, with its attendant crimes.
Joseph Nwankwo
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The Value Of Books And Reading

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The quality, quantity and diversity of books produced by a society are important indicators of that society’s level of development. . . .”–Valdehusa (1985).
April 23 of every year is marked around the world as ‘World Book and Copyright Day.’ Also known as ‘International Day of The Book,’ it is a Day set aside by the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organisation (UNESCO), to promote reading, publishing and copyright. The Day aims to change lives through a love of books and shared reading.  The theme for the 2024 ‘World Book Day’ is: “Read Your Way.” This year’s theme calls on everyone to let go of pressure and expectations, giving children a choice – and a chance to enjoy reading.
According to Audrey Azoulay, Director-General of UNESCO: “Books have the unique ability to entertain and to teach. They are at once a means of exploring realms beyond our personal experience through exposure to different authors, universes and cultures, and a means of accessing the deepest recesses of our inner selves.”  Therefore, the power of books should be leveraged to combat isolation, reinforce ties between people, and expand our horizons, while stimulating our minds and creativity. It is critical to take the time to read on our own, or with our children.
Did you know that The Bible stands out as the most widely translated and distributed book worldwide? Yes, the Bible is by far the most widely translated and distributed book! Its wisdom has reached and helped more people than any other book or publication. 96.5 percent of the world’s population has access to the Bible. The Bible is available (in whole or in part) in over 3,300 languages, and the estimated number of copies of the Bible produced is 5billion, far more than any other book in history.  Which other book(s) do you enjoy or have you enjoyed reading? As for me, one book I am currently enjoying reading is a 400 – 500 page healthcare handbook titled, Where there is no doctor, authored by David Werner. It is a very valuable healthcare handbook that I have found to be very very beneficial! In fact, this healthcare handbook has been fondly described by some as “the ‘Bible’ of health education,” and I strongly recommend that every family should have a copy of this book at home. Apart from this book, I also enjoy reading for pleasure children’s books, such as those I have found on booksmart.worldreader.org and www.africanstorybook.org. What about you? What books have you enjoyed or do you enjoy reading? Do you know about the book industry? There are three major sectors of the book industry. They are: publishers, booksellers and libraries.
Book publishing is channelled towards promoting learning and expanding knowledge.  In a strict sense, book publishing starts from the point of conceptualisation of the ideas for the book by the author, and ends at the very last stage – the end-user (the reader). The history of book publishing in Nigeria can be traced to the establishment of the very first publishing press in Calabar, in 1846, by Rev. Hope Waddel of the Presbyterian Church of Scotland Mission. The press was used to print Bible lessons and later arithmetic books for schools.
In 1854, another Missionary based in Abeokuta, Rev. Henry Townsend of the Church Missionary Society (CMS), established a Press. Five years later (1859), he used it to print the very first newspaper in Nigeria – ‘Iwe Irohin.’ Thereafter, notable Nigerians like Herbert Macaulay established the first indigenous newspaper in 1926, called Lagos Daily News. Also, in the same year, Daily Times made its debut.  In 1949, Oxford University Press (OUP) floated a sales outlet in Nigeria. This action attracted many foreign-based publishing firms to Nigeria, such as Macmillan, Longman and others. The first published book in Nigeria by OUP was released in 1963, when its local branch published ‘Ijala Ere Ode’, a Yoruba poetry genre by Oladiipo Yemitan. Aside from the foreign companies, many other home-based publishing houses were architected by indigenous entrepreneurs. The book publishing industry in Nigeria has continued to enjoy drastic growth ever since.
However, in the last few decades, the Nigerian indigenous book publishing industry has experienced a downturn due to numerous challenges facing the industry, including: book piracy, proliferation of unqualified author -.publishers, lack of capital, and inability to provide adequate numbers of high-quality books.
Other challenges include: poor reading culture, infrastructural decay, dearth of expertise, incessant rancour among the major stakeholders, and so forth.
Therefore, here are some suggestions for developing our book publishing industry in Nigeria: Stakeholders such as government, publishers, authors, regulators, booksellers, libraries, and readers should cooperate among themselves and contribute their quota immensely towards the development of a virile book publishing industry.  Private investors such as banks, finance houses and influential individuals should participate, especially in terms of massive capital injection.
Ighakpe writes in from FESTAC Town, Lagos.
 Daniel Ighakpe
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Let The Poor Breathe

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In  the history of our nation, only petroleum products have suffered more incessant increments in prices than electricity supply in all public products and services. Unfortunately, those are the two main things that impact mostly on our lives and national economy. While the increment in petroleum products’ prices is always attributed to the price of crude oil at the international market and the need to curb the scarcity by encouraging the supply, the increment in the electricity tariff has never had any justifiable reason and no service improvement afterwards. In fact, the electricity supply has gone far worse now that the tariff has gone up by over 300 percent. One of the underlying reasons for the planned electricity subsidy removal as unconsciously relayed by the Minister of Power on TVC News is the sabotage of the system by those collecting the subsidy money to maintain the assets. He said: “These are assets that we spend the country’s money on, and our brothers deliberately sabotage them. So, you can see that some people are hiding somewhere that do not want this sector to work”.
Just as the petroleum subsidy must go because the government is too impotent to handle the petroleum subsidy racketeers, the electricity subsidy has to also go at the expense of the poor masses and no one has been prosecuted for it.
When the oligarchs rob us blind, the poor masses are made to pay. The only tool that seems to be at the disposal of this government for the combat of economic challenges brought by the corruption of the political elites is to make the poor masses suffer deprivations.
No doubt, stopping the monkeys from the banana plantation is a Herculean task. But those with their thinking caps on will not need to destroy the banana plantation to ward off the monkeys. The Federal Government has taken several decisions in the last one year that are akin to milking the debilitated cow to feed the virile buffalo. The electricity tariff now has to go up to make more money for the oligarchs that sold our collective heritage to themselves and have been taking money from us for next-to-nothing service delivery.In order to win the supports of the poor masses of Nigeria, the tariff was classified and made to seem like it isn’t going to affect the poor, while the poor will invariably be the worse for it. Most of those on Band A electricity tariff, who are to be paying very exorbitantly for electricity are companies producing most of our consumables and utility items. With the high cost of electricity, the production cost will go high and consequently, the cost of the products.  By the time the effects of the new electricity tariffs take full manifestation, almost everything that can make life meaningful will be beyond the purchasing powers of most Nigerians.
I can not help but to wonder what exactly is left for us to benefit as citizens of this country. Nigeria is rapidly moving towards a capitalist nation, where everything is commercialised and profit at the expense of the citizens is the priority. Medicare and even public education are now being run for profit. The government goes about with the shenanigans of education for all, while it is making education unaffordable to most Nigerians. Even the students’ loan, as badly conceived as it is, is also with interest. Those who have been in power since our democratic dispensation belong to that generation of Nigerians that the nation had been very benevolent to. They were educated for free, got paid salaries as students and given jobs on a platter after graduation. This generation of people got everything from Nigeria and unfortunately have refused to give anything back. They have not only been ungrateful to Nigeria; they have also systematically run the country aground. What a waste of investment Nigeria has made in them! While some countries in this same Africa hardly experience power outage in a year, our own B and A category would at best experience four hours of power outage in a day. These are the ruins they have led our country to in 21st century.
The timing and manner that these anti-welfare policies were introduced are indicative of lack of concern for the citizens of this country. A lot of Nigerians have lost their lives in choking circumstances. Please, let the poor breathe! While trying to rebuild Nigeria, the poor masses should not be made to feel like the eggs in the preparation of omelette. It is very obvious that you do not care about how many eggs are broken, so long as you can have the  hen.

Abdulrasheed   Rabana

Rabana, is a public affairs analyst .

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