Tag: Ibadan

30Dec

Had I flinched, when I should have scurried…

I narrowly escaped being killed, in the hands of the same uniformed men that had killed Dele Udoh 4 years earlier. With death, there usually is no premonition and I had none on this fateful day. I was walking on the pedestrian walkway by the side of the big car park opposite the CBN but adjacent to Cocoa House.
9 mins read
10Dec

APATA GANGA

I arrive Apata Ganga out of rebellion, a rebellion against a career path that would have seen me become a teacher. My father was a teacher and so is my mum. My half-brother is a teacher and my Uncle as well. I am totally convinced that the Bakare’s have paid their dues to teaching and I feel a need to fashion a different path, one that I have no clue on where to start. Accountancy it is going to be but how do I become one?
6 mins read
10Mar

Alice Olaoti Adufe

A society grows great when old women plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit. Alice Olaoti Adufe Bakare was one such lady, whose life is worth celebrating and immortalizing. There are many women like her who died unsung yet their labour of love is being reaped by society today. Without her, I probably would not have become who I am.
12 mins read