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A teacher scolds a boy for coming late to class and demands to meet his parents, but the boy doesn’t show up the next day and only his grandma comes saying. He is sick. The unconvinced teacher pays a surprise visit later only to discover that the boy’s life is far more trouble than he thought which is Mr Morgan’s first day as a teacher in this school.

He arrived early and skimmed through the lecture he intended to give his pupils and everything seemed perfect, just as he had wanted that more as a young, first-time teacher, Mr Morgan was determined to establish himself as strict but fair. He wanted his pupils to know…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

He was a cool Mentor, but not the one to be messed with the chattering in grade 7 stopped as soon as Mr Morgan walked in and plopped his register on the team.

Children were sworn back to their seats in a pin-drop silence, followed as he introduced himself as their new history teacher and as Mr. Morgan launched into the lecture on the Great Depression in World War II. The classroom door suddenly crept open a hush and fell over the class.

As everyone turned to see who was interrupting their lesson, the boy walked in with his eyes, fixed on the floor and took his seat without uttering a word or looking up at the teacher’s good morning. The young man said Mr. Morgan, his voice Stern, it’s 9 15 and you’re 20 minutes late for class.

Do you have a good reason, but the boy just said without responding to Mr Morgan? Could you please stand up and introduce yourself? Mr morganand, I’m Archie replied Boise Rosen looked up rubbing his tired eyes.

Aren’T you look very untidy and dizzy as though he hadn’t slept a wink the previous night to meet you Archie, I’m your new history, the teacher you’re late for class?

Aren’T you do you mind telling me why you just walked in without excusing yourself, I won’t entertain such behavior in my class Archie hesitated for a while, I’m sorry, sir, I overslept I didn’t mean to come in late.

I was just tired and I’ll, not repeat it, Sir Margie finished unable to control his yawn and the whole class giggled in silence. Mr Morgan declared. Aren’t you you cannot be late for a class like this. Can I see your homework? I heard your previous history teacher gave your assignments every weekend.

Show it to me: will you, as Mr. Morgan, flip to Archie’s notebook? His expression grew uneasy. I didn’t do it. Sir Archie said sheepishly refusing to tell why that’s when Mr. Morgan’s patients started wearing thin and he exploded at the boy Archie. What is this and this you haven’t done any of your homework this whole term.

He scolded the boy in front of the whole class. This is unacceptable and I cannot entertain such a demeanor in my class. I want to meet your parents tomorrow.

First thing: all right is that clear, Archie felt embarrassed and ashamed. He could hear his classmates whispering things about him and giggling, but Archie never showed up in class the following day and Mr Morgan started to worry.

I hope I didn’t scare him or something I just wanted to help. He said, Mr. Morgan, as he packed his belongings and prepared to leave just then he noticed an older woman, seemingly in her 80s waiting outside the classroom.

Excuse me are you looking for someone? Mr. Morgan asked her. I’M Willow, Parker, Archie’s grandmother, oh nice, nice – to meet you, Mrs. Parker Archie, didn’t come to school today.

Is everything all right with him? No, my grandson was a little sick today morning. So I told him not to go Archie told me you wanted to meet his parents. So what do you want to discuss my daughter couldn’t come. Mr. Morgan sends the tension in the woman’s words.

I hope Archie feels better soon. You see I just wanted to ensure Archie gets the help he needs to keep his grades up. He hasn’t done his homework. This whole term – and I heard he’s always late to class Archie’s Grandma, seemed unconvinced and kept arguing with Mr Morgan. Did you check everyone else’s homework and assignments and are you meeting with all their parents?

Archie’S mom has been unwell for a while, but I’ll tell her to visit shortly. If that’s fine with you and I’m grateful to you for being so concerned about my grandson, but don’t worry Mr Morgan, we’re there to help him. Mr Morgan couldn’t help but feel frustrated. I don’t think it will help him in the long run. I want to meet his mother soon.

The woman grumbled and argued no more and, as Mr Morgan escorted her out of the corridor, she ran into the principal Mr Smith good afternoon.

Mrs. Parker is everything, all right? The principal asks noticing the distress on Grandma’s face: RJ’s Grandma explained the situation to him and left. Mr. Morgan, can you please come to my office, Mr. Morgan? Nodded as he followed the principal to his office.

He was partially relieved. He might finally get some answers that could help the boy, Mr. Morgan Archie’s a wonderful boy, and I feel very sorry for what he’s been through began. Mr Smith, his father was killed in a motorcycle crash some years ago.

His mother’s been dealing with some issues. Since then, she got into a lot of trouble, let’s not get into that.

Mr. Morgan, let me come straight to the point. The Faculty has decided to expel Archie next month. Mr. Morgan couldn’t believe his ears. What are you gon na expel that boy? But why?

Mr. Smith, I understand that Archie has had a very difficult life. Maybe he’s troubled with something where yet to know why his grades have been dipping, but we can’t just dismiss him like that.

We need to help him. I understand your point, Mr Morgan. We’re all sorry for Archie’s troubled, past and whatever he’s going through now, but we have a responsibility to our other students as well we’re an esteemed institution and we’re compelled to maintain our academic standards.

The principal explained in a firm tone. But, Mr. Smith, where will he go if we expel him this school is Archie’s only chance for a better future. He needs our support that too. In such a hard time. We cannot just let him go.

What, if he’s sent to some School for disadvantaged Children, he might end up on the wrong track, and get into drugs and crimes? That’s even crueler, Mr Smith. Archie needs our help and I’m sure he can do much better with proper guidance.

Mr Morgan argued we’ve given Archie enough chances, but that Boy hasn’t shown any Improvement. He’s setting a bad example for all our students and is tarnishing our average academic performance statistics.

Mr. Smith, replumbing, Mr. Morgan, felt defeated and sorry for Archie. He pleaded with the principal to reconsider his decision, but in vain I know your worry, Mr Morgan, but this is how our school functions and you need to get used to our system. We can’t continue to tolerate his behavior and poor performance.

Mr Morgan, you have one month to submit your assessment of Archie so that I can expel him legally and with proof Mr Smith explained, and I don’t think you’ll be forced to make up a lie. Archie will make the job much easier for you with his lowest grades this term, Mr. Smith, jungle, and Mr. Morgan, left the office feeling disappointed.

Margie’S whole future was about to get destroyed and he didn’t know what to do to help him. That same evening, he drove to Archie’s address to meet with his mother and Warner about the boys, impending expulsion. He knocked on the door for a long time and when nobody answered he pushed it open himself.

As Mr Morgan stepped inside a pungent Aroma of stale alcohol washed over him, he called out and what he encountered next made him stop in his tracks. Empty whiskey bottles were scattered on the floor.

The sheer number of bottles stunned Mr Morgan, before he could fathom what was going on a voice startled him from behind Archie’s grandma, who was surprised at seeing the teacher in the living room uh Mrs Parker, hey nice to meet you again.

I just wanted to meet Archie’s mother and Mr Morgan paused, when two little kids, presumably aged four and six, came running behind the woman. Are they your grandchildren too? Yes, but what do you want? I told you, my daughter, will meet you soon when she gets the time she’s not at home.

Now, Mrs. Parker, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to invade your privacy. Mr. Morgan forced a smile. I was just passing by and thought I’d meet, Archie and see how he’s doing where is he? Can I see him? The woman stammered he’s not at home he’s gone out to get medicines.

Your grandson is sick and you sent him all alone to get medicine. Mr Morgan Archie’s a big boy and he knows how to take care of himself. Besides, I’ve got a lot of work to do. I should start cleaning. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

So if you don’t mind, Mr Morgan understood that talking to the grandma about Archie’s exposure would be useless, so he left the house immediately as he headed to the gate he ran into Archie.

The boy was dirty and exhausted. He was wearing soiled clothes that looked like some work, wear and smelled of tobacco. Mr. Morgan chased after the boy and stopped him in his tracks when he tried to flee. After seeing his teacher Archie looked up at Mr. Morgan, his eyes wide with fear and embarrassment. Mr. Morgan, I’m okay, please go home and don’t come here again.

I’M tired and I have to wash up you’re tired Archie. Where have you been? You didn’t come to school today and your grandma told me you were sick. What is it look like? I could I can help you all right.

Trust me. Archie refused to speak up and insisted. Mr Morgan leave immediately, But the teacher was hell-bent on piecing the puzzle and urged the boy to tell him the truth. Look Archie the principal has decided to expel you from school. I won’t let that happen all right.

What’s wrong, Archie look. I won’t scold your ticket to the principal. I want to help you, but you got ta speak up champ. Mr. Morgan, thanks for your efforts, but I don’t think you can help me. I have to deal with my problems.

Aren’T you began my mom borrowed money from some bad guys. After my dad died, she started come coming home late and feeling very sick, often due to overworking in the illegal cigarette factory.

She started drinking and once I saw her taking a shot with a needle, she told me it was her only relief, I’m a big boy. Now and I can’t watch any random man walking into my house and yelling at my mom for not returning the money, so I started working part-time at the cigarette factory every day after school, so we have enough money to repay the debts. A bang of pity rushed into Mr Morgan’s heart.

I understand Archie but you’re too young to work in such an illegal working environment. It could harm your health, don’t you think it’s a bad decision?

Wouldn’t you do the same for your mother? Archie replied with a counter question, but aren’t you can spoil your future like that? You’re meant for something better and more promising.

Mr. Morgan argued look at your hands. Just look at how dirty and rough they are you’re supposed to hold books in stationery. Not tobacco. Listen to me, champ just get back to school tomorrow and we’ll figure out how to help your mother all right. What difference is it gon na make Mr Morgan?

We might be struggling now, but I’m sure we’ll overcome this bad time one day and you know what you can submit a bad assessment of me and get me expelled, I’m okay with that. To be honest, I suck at studies I’m the weakest student in the class. Nothing will change if I go to school every day, but Archie. This isn’t the solution to your problems. You need to try and find a way out.

Education is necessary for every child and you can’t just but the boy yanked his hands before Mr Morgan could finish and started walking away. It’s okay, Mr. Morgan. I can take care and I’m glad I have somebody who cares about my family and me. I got ta go now. I have to cook dinner, for my brothers.

Granny makes a disgusting broth every day and we hate it. Mr Morgan immediately blocked Archie’s way telling him he had an idea and pleaded with the boy to give him one chance to try. It looks like Archie. I have a proposal online, what if we switch places every day, yeah Champ? What if I cook dinner for you guys and you do your homework every day at this time, all you have to do is get back to school.

You can still go to work in that factory after school since it’s only a part-time kick and when you return home, you do your homework and prepare for your tests. While I cook dinner for your family look I’ll come here around the same time every day and we’ll switch places. I know this sounds crazy, but there’s nothing wrong with trying it deal.

Archie pondered for a while and eventually agreed as days passed. Mr. Morgan started visiting more often he cooked dinner for the whole family, while the boy did his homework and prepared for his tests after returning home from his part-time gig at the factory, Mr. Morgan and Archie became close friends and the boy loved having his teacher around.

Sometimes Mr. Morgan even replaced a boy at work in the factory, doing everything he could to boost Archie’s academic performance and prevent him from being expelled. Mr. Morgan’s prayers were answered a month later.

When the test results arrived, Archie’s grades had significantly improved and the principal had no choice but to change his mind about expelling the boy. Thank you, Mr Morgan. I wouldn’t have done this if you hadn’t, supported and believed in me, the boy hugged his teacher, no Archie.

You did it it’s all because of your hard work. Mr Morgan was so delighted and just as they sat down for a warm meal, somebody knocked on the door and Archie’s Joy was short-lived.

Hello, we’re here from Child Protective Services, a social worker said: may we come in and meet your guardian Archie’s mind started to race, but before he could process any of it, the social workers barged into his house to verify the children’s living conditions, convinced that they were Less than ideal, the workers approached the children to take them away.

I’m sorry, but, based on what we’ve witnessed here today and the information we received, we’re gon na take you and your brothers into custody until we find a better foster home, for you said the worker. What no Archie cried.

You can’t do this. This is our home, we’re not going anywhere leaving our home, but the CPS workers were unmoved as they guided Archie and his brothers towards the door.

The boy fought against him and even tried to break free and run back to his room Archie bagged, as he clung desperately to the social worker’s leg. Please don’t take us away from our home. Granny stopped them.

Mr Morgan, please stop them, but Archie’s. Please fell on deaf ears as the social workers loaded him and his little brothers in the back of a cruiser.

Why are you doing this? What did we do to deserve this? The young Archie refused to get out of the car when they arrived at the shelter.

I been not going anywhere, he grinds. I want to go back to my home with my mom and grandma. This isn’t my home, but the social workers managed to coax Archie and his brothers out of the cruiser and into the unfamiliar surroundings. Archie felt so helpless and disappointed. He tried to call his mother, but she never answered.

He even tried calling Mr. Morgan, but his number was no longer in use. Archie felt like he lost everything in a wink and blamed the principal for office.

Did this to me Archie cursed, his principal under his breath. Her body was always behind me. He wanted to get rid of me from school and when he couldn’t, he found a way to make my life miserable.

I hate you, Mr Smith. I just hate you for doing this to my brothers and me, 15 years past, since that day, as Archie walked through the gates of his old school and memories, flooded his mind, he had spent some of the happiest and most difficult times of his life In This Place Archie couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia in excitement as he walked down the familiar hallways.

Everything seemed to be in place, except for a few changes. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice in the mic and marched to the principal’s office. He was glad to see the principal was none other than his former history teacher.

Mr. Morgan, excuse me, sir. I have been said Archie, but Mr. Morgan interrupted him with a big broad smile before he could complete his sentence. Are you the new English teacher, Mr. Morgan, greeted Archie. Please come in, I just returned from a field trip and was told we’re having a new English teacher for Middle School join us today. I’M Lewis Morgan nice, to meet you.

Mr Archie stood speechless flaunting his best smile looking into his old teacher’s eyes. He felt the same warmth and kindness that had been there all those years ago. It was like nothing had changed, yet everything had Mr. Morgan, it’s me, Archie, do you remember me the boy who stank of tobacco or sold pants to school and never did his homework or she finally spoke up Archie, Mr. Morgan, gas? Oh God, Jesus Archie is that you, I’m so glad to see you Archie my boy, look at you, you’ve grown so big, it’s been 15 years. I been so glad you still remember me.

Mr Morgan hugged Archie a strange, sorrow gushing into his eyes. It was me arching revealed, Mr. Morgan, in the middle of their conversation. I called the CPS that day. I just wanted you kids, to have a better life. I been sorry for not telling you.

I hope you forgive me someday. I knew something was fishy. Mr Morgan, at first I thought, Mr Smith did it, but I later guessed it couldn’t be him. He was only annoyed by my academic performance and he was happy when my grades improved chuckled Archie. I owe the life I’m living now.

My success, my happiness to you, Mr. Morgan, you showed me what I’m truly capable of he made me believe in myself. When nobody did you held my hand when everybody was trying to let go of me. Thank you, Mr Morgan. Aren’T you paused and added some? Sometimes the best decision is the most painful one.

 

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The Youngest Grandmother in the World is a 17-Year-old Nigerian

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Who Was Mum-Zi – The Youngest Grandmother in the World?

Mum-Zi was just eight years and four months old when she gave birth to a baby girl in 1884.

From Nigeria, on an island called Akwa Akpa, now known as the city of Calabar, Mum-Zi’s daughter followed her mother’s footsteps, becoming a mother at the age of eight years and eight months thus making Mum-zi the youngest Grandmother in the world.

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In recent times, most people at that age are looking to complete their education or to graduate from high school. The thought of even becoming a parent is rare, thus, having grandchildren is often out of place.

But this was not the situation for Mum-Zi and her daughter, as well as, other young girls in the 19th Century.

According to Lyall Archibald’s 1936 book, The Future of Taboo in These Islands, Mum-Zi was a member of Chief Akkiri’s harem in Akwa Akpa (now Calabar), who would later be the father of her daughter.

Since the 16th Century, Calabar had been a busy international seaport, shipping out goods such as palm oil.

Historical accounts state that during the Atlantic slave trade, it became a major port in the transportation of African slaves, with most slave ships being owned by Bristol and Liverpool.

Some missionaries would later record the challenges of poor water supplies, malaria, and the presence of some tribes who were sometimes not too welcoming to evangelists and other slave traders.

What was common, however, was the fact that chiefs kept a harem of wives and slaves.

The harem is basically a female backyard or household largely reserved for princes and lords of this world.

This private space has traditionally served the purposes of maintaining the modesty, privilege, and protection of women.

In most parts of Africa and elsewhere, a harem, in terms of royal harems of the past, may house a man’s wives and concubines, as well as, their children, unmarried daughters, female domestic workers, and other unmarried female relatives. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Mum-Zi was one of the many women and girls who lived in a harem belonging to Chief Akkiri. After giving birth at 8 years and four months, with the chief being the father, her daughter would also become a mother exactly eight years later. She was reportedly impregnated by the same chief who happens to be her father.

She gave birth at an age slightly older than that of her mother’s, as she was 8 years plus 8 months. Nevertheless, this remains one of the shocking moments in history.

Ever since the 1700s, a number of cases have been highlighted to show how girls and women across the world suffer just because of their gender.

Among these forms of gender-based violence is child marriage, which denies children the right to be children and take away from them the opportunities for education and a better life. It also exposes them to risk of violence at the hands of their usually older and powerful husbands.

A recent report by Girls Not Brides revealed that globally, more than 700 million women alive today were married as children and 17 per cent of them, or 125 million, live in Africa.

It added that about 39 per cent of girls in sub-Saharan Africa are married before the age of 18 and all African countries face the challenge of child marriage.

According to the report, Niger has the highest number of child brides, with three out of four girls married before they are 18.

The Central African Republic follows. There, the legal minimum age for marriage is 18, however, girls can get married at 13 years if it is approved by a court and/or if the girl is pregnant.

In some cases, earlier marriage is allowed if a parent consents to it. At third place is Chad, which has a rate of 67 per cent.

Some of the drivers for child marriage in these countries are poverty, upholding social and religious traditions, as well as, conflict, which forces many parents to consent to child marriage as a way of protecting their girls from violence and sexual assault.

Culled from Face2Face Africa

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How Nzeogwu Killed Ahmadu Bello and His Wife, Hafusatu, During the 1966 Coup

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On the 15th of January, 1966, the first coup in Nigeria was staged by a group of Nigerian soldiers led by Major Chukwuma Kaduna Nzeogwu.

The bloody coup which toppled the democratic government of Sir Abubakar Tafawa Balewa led to the death of some key political figures including Prime Minister Tafawa Balewa himself, Chief Festus Okotie-Eboh (the Finance Minister), Chief Ladoke Akintola (Premier of Western Region), Sir Ahmadu Bello (Premier of Northern Region & the Sardauna of Sokoto) and his first wife, Hafusatu Ahmadu Bello.

Ahmadu Bello
Ahmadu Bello

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Former secretary to the government of the federation (SGF), Gidado Idris, who as at then was the personal secretary to the late Ahmadu Bello recounted his January 15, 1966, coup experience. In an interview with Weekly Trust on his 80th birthday in 2015, he recalled how Kaduna Nzeogwu Killed Ahmadu Bello and his wife during the course of the coup.

The Coup

“On the 14th of January, 1966, the evening before the tragedy, at about 8:00 pm, late Prime Minister Sir Abubakar Tafawa Balewa called and wanted to speak to the late Premier. He was free, so I put him through. Afterwards, the Premier called me and he said he wanted to know the extent of his indebtedness to shops where we used to collect things, like Kingsway, Bhojsons, et cetera, where we had account.”

“At about noon, he called me and his ADC, Aliyu Kangiwa and asked us to go around to see his new office, so the three of us went. Generally, he was happy with it. Earlier, he had been told that the Premier of the West, Samuel Akintola, was coming to see him but the arrival was still some time away. So, he decided not to go to the airport and went to the mosque for Friday prayers, after sending a minister to receive S. L Akintola. All this was during Ramadan.”

Kaduna Nzeogwu who led the first military coup in Nigeria
Major Kaduna Nzeogwu

“At about 3:00 pm, we were told that Premier of the West had arrived and was on his way to General Usman Hassan Katsina House in Kawo, which was meant to be the Sardauna’s new official residence and office. When he arrived with his entourage, I remember Remi Fani-Kayode was with him, as well as other ministers.”

“Akintola said he had come to see the Premier and to find out from him whether he was aware that the army would take over the government the following day. The Sardauna said he heard about it but has left everything in the hands of God.”

“Akintola then said he had come with a plane, so they could go someplace like neighbouring Niger, where his best friend was then the president. The Premier rejected it and said those who were asking for the government’s removal did not bring it to power in the first place. He said ‘I won’t leave my people in their hour of need to run away and take shelter somewhere else’. He then advised Akintola that since he was certain that it was going happen, to go back to his people and brief them to get prepared to fight. Akintola took the Premier’s advice and returned to Ibadan.”

Idris said after Akintola left, it was too late for Bello to go and play his favourite game, Fives. He then decided to drive around the GRA and Kaduna south before Iftar time (the breaking of Ramadan fast).

“We got into a car, one of the long ones with seats facing each other. It was driven by Alhaji Ali Kwarbai (Ali Sarkin Mota), the Sardauna’s chief driver. He was with his friends and I sat facing them. We were not discussing anything and the driver just drove around and later returned home just in time for the breaking of the fast,” he said.

Idris Gidado
Gidado Idris

“You have to understand the work of the Premier then was a 24-hour affair, no Saturdays or Sundays off. If we left our homes in the mornings, we normally returned after midnight and that is why most of our children at that time didn’t even know who we were. We were out of our houses by 5:00 am because we couldn’t afford to go to the Premier a minute late.” READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Later That Night

“Later that night, after breaking of the day’s fast, the famous musician, Dan Kwairo, was around till about 10.30 pm, as he had come to entertain the Premier. Of course, we were tired and grumbling but there was nothing we could do. He played till about 11:30 pm when suddenly the late Alhaji Ali Akilu, who was the Secretary to the Northern regional government, then-Commissioner of Police M.D Yusuf and Brigadier-General Samuel Ademulegun, all three of them, came and went straight to the office asking to see the Premier. The Premier, sighting them, left us and decided to go and meet them. They met for about half an hour, then they left.”

“When the Premier came out, Dan Kwairo was still playing but he called it a night and went upstairs to write his Sallah address and go to bed, as we were to go to Sokoto the following morning.  We were chatting and noticed it was getting late and the Premier had still not sent for us, so we decided to go home.”

“When we came out, we were not aware that by then soldiers had already taken position around the compound. I was living at Doka Crescent then and as I left the Sardauna’s house, a siren blared.”

“We used to test it from time to time to see if it was working and I thought that was what was going on. But then I saw the then-deputy Commissioner of Police, an Idoma man whose name escapes me, heading in the direction of the Premier’s house, as did late Haruna Musa, the Principal Secretary’s security detail. But I went home, as I didn’t think there was any problem.”

Ahmadu Bello told Nzeogwu: “I am the one you are looking for.”

“Abubakar Umar, the Sardauna’s Private Secretary, who was on a visit from Kano and was accommodated in the guest wing of the house, heard a loud noise and saw the chaos from his room with soldiers everywhere. He quickly called the Private Secretary to the Premier, Ali Akilu who told him what was happening, that it was perhaps a coup. Akilu quickly dressed up and drove to M.D. Yusuf’s house. Five minutes after he left, soldiers stormed his own house and asked after him but his wife told them he went to Zaria for a meeting, so they left. The telephone call by Umar saved him.”

He said there was nobody else in the house.

“Major Chukwuma Kaduna Nzeogwu had all of the Premier’s wives, servants and wards brought out and asked them to sit down on the floor. Nzeogwu himself demanded to know who Ahmadu Bello was and there was a resident of the house who looks a little like the late Premier but wasn’t as tall. He came out and said he was the one, but they knew he wasn’t. The soldiers said if they were not told who Ahmadu Bello was in the group, they would shoot everyone.”

Hafusatu Ahmadu Bello
Hafusatu Ahmadu Bello

“The Premier, who was among them, got up and said ‘I’m the one you’re looking for’, prompting his three wives to come to his side, distraught. When the soldiers were about to kill Ahmadu Bello, two of the wives stood up, leaving the first wife who said if they must kill him, then they must kill them together. He was shot, along with her, as they embraced each other. They left the body where we found it.”

“The whole place was deserted. All the ministers had left. We decided that the best thing was to get his body removed to the house of the Sultan of Sokoto in Ungwan Sarki. When we did, it was prepared for burial and that was where he was buried.”

Gidado Idris

Gidado Idris later became a permanent secretary in Kaduna state from 1971 to 1975, secretary of the constitution drafting committee in 1975, secretary of the constituent assembly that produced the 1979 constitution and clerk of the national assembly in 1979.

On October 17, 1995, late Sani Abacha, then head of state, appointed Idris as SGF, a position he held till May 28, 1999 when Nigeria returned to civil rule. He died in December 2017.

 

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The Real Story of Ishola Oyenusi – Nigeria’s Deadliest Armed Robber

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Doctor Ishola Oyenusi tied to the stake

Who Was Dr Ishola Oyenusi?

Ishola Oyenusi, popularly known as Doctor Oyenusi, was a notorious armed robber who terrorized the people of Lagos and other neighbouring cities in the 1970s. Ishola Oyenusi and his gang of six were highly skilled in snatching cars, robbing banks, factories, stores and killing people like chickens.

 

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He confessed that his parents were not capable of furthering his secondary school education and that was what forced him into robbery. So without having a secondary school education, Oyenusi by no way could have been a medical doctor.

Oyenusi’s Robbery Exploits

Oyenusi started off his robbery career by snatching a car (whose owner died in the process) just because his (Oyenusi) girlfriend needed some money. It was claimed by some sources that Oyenusi was romantic.

Ishola Oyenusi- Daily Times

He sold the car at the price of N400 and gave the money to his girlfriend. It was also said that Oyenusi was hot-tempered and quite arrogant. During his arrest, he thundered down on a police officer who was ushering him around. He said, “people like you don’t talk to me like that when I’m armed, I gun them down!”

Doctor Ishola Oyenusi came into the limelight after the Nigerian civil war ended in 1970. He robbed banks and people in both daylight and night, and he never let any of his victims live to see another day; he killed them all! This earned him the name “Doctor rob and kill“.

At the height of his horrific reign, Ishola Oyenusi bragged that “the bullet has no power“. He probably forgot that he who live by the sword will surely die by the sword. Oyenusi was so infamous that he was regarded by some people as the “first celebrated armed robber in Nigeria“, and after him was Lawrence Anini, Babatunde Folorunsho (Baba oni lace), Shina Rambo, Buraimo Jimoh and others.

Ishola Oyenusi’s Arrest

However, nothing lasts forever, and as the Yoruba adage says, everyday belongs to the thief while a day belongs to the owner.

On the 27th of March, 1971, Oyenusi was nabbed by the police during one of his robbery operations in which he and his notorious gang killed a police constable named Mr. Nwi and stole $28,000 as at then. Cloud of shame hovered above Doctor Ishola Oyenusi as he was casted before the law and found guilty then sentenced to death by firing squad.

Oyenusi confessed that he was not to die alone because he did not commit the crimes alone.

He vomited the names of other members of the gang which included: Joseph Osamedike, Ambrose Nwokobia, Joel Amamieye, Philip Ogbolumain, Ademola Adegbitan and Stephen Ndubuokwu.

Back then, public execution was the order of the day, so when Oyenusi was ushered to the popular Bar Beach in Lagos where he was to be executed, over 30,000 Nigerians were happily and excitedly waiting to see the man who had terrorized them get riddled by hot bullets. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

It was said that some civil servants even brought a coffin to the execution ground to mock the once mighty robber kingpin who was now nothing but a scapegoat whose breath would be exhausted in any moment.

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Ishola Oyenusi being led to the stake

Ishola Oyenusi’s Execution

Trucks carrying Oyenusi and his executors arrived at the execution ground around 10:am. Doctor Oyenusi, his gang members and one other criminal got down slowly.

People jeered and booed them, especially Oyenusi who they had really trooped out to watch die. Oyenusi donned a dark long-sleeve shirt and had his hands tied behind him.

He was sweating profusely but managed to smile all the way to the stakes. He kept smiling, smiling and smiling but could still not hide the agony and terror written boldly on his face.

Few minutes before he was shot, Oyenusi told journalists that he would not have ventured into armed robbery if his parents were capable of sending him to secondary school.

He also said, “I am dying for the offence I have committed“. Oyenusi and other criminals were fastened to the stakes. The soldiers lined in front of them and aimed their ever-ready guns. Some of the criminals yelled their last words of protest at the cameras. Then a loud voice let out the word “fire”! Oyenusi and other criminals’ bodies were sprayed with bullets.

That was the bitter end of Ishola Oyenusi who lived by the bullets and died by the bullets. The execution of Doctor Ishola Oyenusi sent the streets of Lagos deserted at night. Families locked themselves behind doors for the fear that some of Oyenusi’s boys might retaliate.

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Doctor Ishola Oyenusi (circled) and his gang’s execution

This fear lasted long that even in 1977, the veteran movie director, Eddie Ugbomah, called for actors to play the role of Oyenusi in a movie he was about to produce titled “The Rise and Fall of Dr Oyenusi”, but no actor was brave enough to step forward to play the role.

They all feared that Oyenusi’s boys might show them pepper. Eddie Ugbomah had no choice than to play the role of Oyenusi himself. In the movie, he revealed the secrets of top Nigerian officials and military men backing Oyenusi and his gang by providing them money and weapons.

As expected, Eddie Ugbomah was threatened and later, his store was looted. He was told in a letter to stop shooting the movie and everything would be returned to him. But Eddie Ugbomah proved not to be a coward by eventually releasing the movie in 1977.

In recent times, a Nollywood actor, Odunlade Adekola, also released a movie (Oyenusi) detailing the life of Ishola Oyenusi, the most notorious Nigerian armed robber.

The name Ishola Oyenusi will forever be remembered in the history of crime in Nigeria.

 

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