Just because the beginning was a disaster doesn’t mean the end will be.
Just because the beginning was a disaster doesn’t mean the end will be.
TBA has come and gone, there were surprises and ‘what the heck’ moments, without further ado the winners of the categories goes thus;
Undisputedly Tani won hands down, be it in the kitchen, in the rooms, outside Tani is always helping out even if you say no.
Claiming Tani’s title is Teni. He won unopposed but then it wasn’t a surprise, le garçon can shout, scream, and mourn for Africa 24/7.
Clicking his second win is Tani, just as he is helpful, he can also bring up get ideas that wows.
Teni won it and we all saw it coming. There have been no better mom’s boy then he is.
Teni. No surprises here. The Dallas boy clung the title without even lobbying for votes.
Teni. I actually thought this will be a draw but as the voters will have it he won with 3 votes.
A surprising draw as I was so sure Tani will win it, however the people had their say.
Jerry of the Mansion
Another surprising draw. They both deserve it, there hasn’t been a moment I didn’t want to laugh, scream, cry, applaud, commend or correct them. The characteristics of Jerry indeed.
This is where we say goodbye, thanks for tuning in for this awards, next year there will be larger voters, larger prizes and better sponsors. Until then …au revoir!
It is that time of the year that we dish out accolades to the boys . This isn’t the first TBA, it just didn’t get here. However this year;thanks to OAU break,limited data from MTN and our sponsors this year TBA is online.
The categories goes thus;
Jerry of the Mansion
Each of these categories can be sponsored. The result will be out be Wednesday Night 26th April 2017 . This is to allow a fair voting.
Until then let the voting begin!
(Voters are limited to the House)
As the sun’s auburn rays start to go down,tensions which had filled the city diffuses slowly. You start to see smiles on those thousands of scowled faces which had passed by and will continue to. The artificial lights start to play taking dominance from the Sun. Only those who bother can see the moon and the stars are out. Most people can only see what fun is ahead after a hectic day at work. Horns and music fills the air, what would have freaked out people in the day was now a kind of solace.
There is no rush,just calm anticipation,so many options available and not all are decided by your wallet. Just at the corner side a street show is going on drawing people from their leisure walk home, the joints are filled to the brim,whirling waitresses and waiters hurry to fill orders made,voices so high the lowest is the pitch a child makes trying to draw his mother’s attention.
A child points at the akara seller at the road side,the aroma had gotten to him just as those teeming around the woman. Its obvious what he wants,his hopes high;his mother shook her head and tries to drag him away. He starts to wail believing if he does enough she will buy,poor woman, she can only hide her reluctance by chanting his ‘Oriki’ but even that did not work,lifting him up so that they could move someone taps her shoulder and offer her son a wrap of akara she protests but he collects and thank them. How nice the night make some people and how bad some turn.
In a dark alley three blocks away from a night club alive with people swaying to the latest beats,one lone person is been cornered and coerced into doing away with their belongings even to the shoes on his feet.
Young couples holding hands walking down another street leaves much to the imagination just as sellers hawk everything from drinks to appliances. And how sweet their words sound as they convince you the merits of one product to another. And if one isn’t careful one might go home with hands full of goods and little cash.
It is a good thing the sky is not clouded with rain which would have soak to the skin those who had decided to make the sky their roof,the queue waiting for the next serving of akara and even the sellers who roam the streets still the Sun comes back to claim it’s spot. Nothing not even the rain stops the city at night.
Even with the rain a band of merry makers drunk, just a like ,will evade arrest by the smartly dressed police officer who just want to stay dry and 30 minutes later an ambulance goes running by to pick them all up. Racing back to the hospital just in time to save them.
The doctor sigh and hung his coat,another shift done,another to take his place. He puts a call home to inform them of his coming. The children jump up in delight and try to stay awake but lose the battle to sleep. How they do it with the next door neighbour’s dog barking only goodness know. Its only a warning to the school boy who had jumped in from the school fence who was sneaking out after lights out to savour the night life. Everything fascinates and amaze,all senses are put to use. Common sense might fly away all in the haste to get one’s fill.
Grab common sense and you would have grabbed your wallet and if lucky you might not spend the rest of the night in a police cell for being somewhere at the wrong time. Even when they,the people of the night,end up sleeping they dream of the night and in an effort to shift back if possible the worries that the Sun rises with.
One of our class projects last year was to write about our place of origin.Mine is Egba, it was fun and educative,so I have decided to share it and I hope it greatly helps anyone in their search in unserstanding the Egbas.
THE ORIGIN OF THE EGBA.
The Egba are a subgroup of the Yoruba tribe who live in Western Nigeria.The term ‘Egba’ probably comes from Egbalugbo,which may be rendered as ‘wanderers towards the forest’ on the analogy of Egbado or Egbaluwe,which E.P.Cotton,in his report on the Egba Boundary 1905,gave as the ‘wanderers towards the river’. The Egbado were the people of the waterside whilst the Egba proper were dwellers in the forest. Another conjecture is that the Egba were led into the forest by one Esegba,from whom they took their name,but the most popular origin of the word connotes open handed generosity,which was considered to be the distinguishing trait of the Egba.To assert the exact boundary of the Egba then The Rev Samuel Johnson is quoted he says,’ The Egba originally occupied the area bounded by certain imaginary lines drawn say from the same point via Ibadan to the West of Jebu Remo down to the Coast’
The Egba penetrated the Egba forest in three successive waves in the 13th or 14th century A.D. One wave went slightly to the northwest of Ile-Ife and settled in the region of modern Oyo. Their group of towns constituted the province of Gbagura,i.e Egba Agura,the Egba under the Agura,their group oba,Iddo,which is now part of Ibadan,was their capital. Another wave went beyond the first to the south and crossed the Ona River,which gave the people their name Egba Oke-Ona. The Oshiele was their group Oba and Oko their capital. The third wave went further still and bought the Egba into contact with the Ijebu Remo and within the coast. This wave,which because the leading group,was at first called Egba Agbeyin,with the Ojoko of Kesi as the dominant Oba. Its present name,Egba Alake,is bound up with what was probably a fourth and certainly the last major wave of migration into the Egba forest.
Ajalake,a descendant of the House of Oduduwa,the main Yoruba royal lineage,went,according to tradition, with the Alaketu to Ketu,where he became a weaver .Later,he was led into the Egba Forest by Ako- Agbo,a Ketu hunter,and there founded the town of Ake. One tradition has it that he obtained paramountcy in Egba Agbeyin by breaking the Ojoko’s monopoly in corn and free distributed maize seeds to all. Kesi people denied this and gave a more mystical explanation: the Alake’s claim rested upon the division of a ram in which,after all his brothers had taken choice parts,he was left with the head,interpreted by their mother as symbol of over-all authority. The truth was probably that the Alake,by the direct descent from Oduduwa possessed a prestige that raised him above the rivalry of municipal kings. Ake became the capital town and the name of the group was changed from Egba Agbeyin to Egba Alake. The Alake himself is chosen primarily by five towns which were adjacent. To one another and may be taken to have formed the core of the Alake migration. These Omo-Iya or Sister towns shall retain their premier position this present day.
The three Egba groups were unalike in the Egba forest,but their distinguished features have been greatly obscured by common residence at Abeokuta,inter marriage,and other influences. They all probably gave their children the characteristic Egba marks of three short vertical strokes on either cheek,the Abaja or Pele. Difference have however, perished in their speech. They all speak the Yoruba language but in different dialects which reflect the prevailing usage in their localities in the Egba Forest. The Egba Alake people,for example,tend to approximate their speech pattern to that of Ijebu Remo,their neighbours,through they maintain the individuality of their dialect.
The basis of their communal life was the town. There were intercourse among the people of the various towns,each of which as fortified .The people lived in towns for safety, farming near their towns and gathering the fruits of the surrounding forest . In the market, which was a feature of every town,they exchanged their surplus products among themselves and with their not-too-distant neighbours. This simple economy,based largely upon barter,required a certain amount of security,law and order. At the head of each town was an Oba,who was the ultimate source of justice in the town. He was also the High Priest,but never a despot.He was much more the symbol of authority than the instrument of its exercise. The real rulers of the town were the Ogboni. The Egba brought the Ogboni institution with them from Ile-Ife and developed it to such an extent that has became the most characteristics Egba institution.
Egba was under the Oyo lordship and paid tributes in exchange for protection against external forces. The Alafin’s Ilari assuming the role of chiefs priests of Shango,the deified Alafin of Oyo and the Yoruba Thunder god,exploited the religious fears of the people to feather their nests and in order to exact enormous tribute for the Alafin. Lishabi decided to liberate the Egba by massacring these oppressors. The Egba achieved their independence during the Civil War at Oyo which led to the downfall of and condign punishment of Gaha,the Bashroun,who had usurped the prerogatives of the Alafin and had indulged a reign of terror. Lishabi gathered the three Egba provinces and joined them together,fought and got rid of Oyo imperialism in the late 18th century. 600 Ilari were believed to have been slain .
The Alafin,Abiodun,having regained his authority at Oyo sent a force in the hopes of reconquering the territory. Lishabi made an ambush for the Oyo army and they walked unsuspecting into it. The result was a rout. Lishabi had united the Egba and they were able to defeat their enemies. He became unpopular after awhile because he wanted Egba to have a standing army and the Egba wanted to concertante on farming . Subsequently, he perished in a sudden Dahomian raid or mysteriously took his life. He is, however, remembered as the father of the Egba,’Egba Omo Lisabi’ their Liberator and their Lawgiver.
After Lishabi’s death there was a return to the status quo- town rivalries and jealousies. ‘Civil Wars’ were fought and this further broke their unity. The Owu War which was between Ife,Ijebu and Owu signalled the coming destruction of the Egba . During the War,the Egba remained neutral but that didn’t prevent them from being destroyed by the victorious allies (Ijebu and Ife) on the pretext that they aided the Owu and this also increased their opportunities for slave -hunting. Some Egba town collaborated with the allies but it did not save them from been destroyed because of their mutual jealousies they were destroyed. The only Gbagura town that was not destroyed was Ibadan.
The Egba went to Ibadan where they organised themselves and evolved,the first truly federal organisation, an all- Egba military command .They helped defeat the Fulani. Subsequently events in Ibadan made the Egba realise they were only wanted in Ibadan as slaves. They extricated themselves and encamped on the other side of the Ona River,leaving some leaders behind as hostages. A plot was made to eliminate these leaders ,it failed,Lamodi,who was an Egba Balogun,lost his life while trying to join the Egba in their trans-Ona settlement. Shodeke,the seriki,assured the leadership of the Egba. After their escape the allies attacked them but the Egba were able to defeat them,they found out they needed to move further away from Ibadan before they could be safe.
During the dispersal from Egba forest three Egba hunters had taken refuge upon a rock,the ownership of the land was however disputed. According to the Egba before the hunters got there,an Itoko man who had escape to his distant farmland when Itoko was destroyed and sought refugee with the Olubara of Ibara before crossing the Ogun River. He recrossed and settle on his farm where the hunters joined him and they made the settlement famous under the name of Abeokuta’ or ‘Under-stone’ taken from their cave dwellings under the overhanging of the rock. The Egbado claimed that it was named ‘Oko Adagba’ after Adagba the Egbado host of the three hunters;the Egba countered by claiming Adagba as an Egba hero who twice repelled attackers upon the settlement singlehanded.
When the main body of Egba refugees arrived they called their new settlement Abeokuta. Before they moved to Abeokuta, Shodeke had obtained soil samples which he tested in order to satisfy hi.self that the region was fertile enough to support an influx of people. He then detailed an advance party to cut a wide track through the forest to the chosen site. The evacuation was careful planned. Shodeke and the Egba Alake constituted the Vanguard, they were followed by Agbo,who led the Gbagura people. The Oke-Ona people bought up the rear, with Lunloye,the Balogun of Ilugun,as their leader. A skeleton force under Agburin of Ilugun,Shoge,and Lashiho protected the rear and fought delaying actions against Maye’s pursuing army. Two of these chiefs eventually joined the others at Abeokuta but the third,Lashiho,the Oshiele of Ilugun,settled at a place seven miles off and founded a permanent look-out post which was named Oshiele after him.
The main body of Egba entered Abeokuta during the lull in the rainy season of 1830’s and settled on the western side of the Olumo Rock. This founding settlement was bounded on the north by the present Ikija quarter and on the south by the Ignore quarter . Remnants of the Old towns formed townships or quarters to which they gave the names of their former towns. Some prefixed ‘Ago’ or camp to the names in order yo keep alive the desire to return to the old locations in less troubled times in the future. The Egba surrounded the new settlement with a wall which was adjusted as new refugees arrived and formed their own quarters. Shodeke allotted land to the new-comers and the settlement quickly spread over parcels of land formerly farmed by the Itoko and I emo people. For this reason,Egba tradition regards the people of these townships as the owners of the site of Abeokuta. Shodeke had the clear vision that unless the Egba could consolidate their strength and employ it in the defense of a single town,they were doomed as a people. He therefore threw open the gates of Abeokuta to all Egba refugees in order to render the town,by sheer force of numbers,an impregnable fortress. He extended his ‘open-door’ policy to all the ‘displaced persons’ of that era of anarchy and disruption.
The Owu were the greatest single body of wanderers who appeared before Abeokuta. After their town was destroyed, they regrouped and migrated towards the coast. They arrived opposite Abeokuta and debated amongst themselves where to settle. They had the option of the Dahomey or to settle at Gaun on the Ogun River,which Ifa had advised. Shodeke realised the value of the accession of the heroic Owu to the Egba cause and successfully pleaded the mutual advantages of a united Egba and Owu settlement at Abeokuta. The Owu reluctantly agreed to join the Egba,knowing that the journey to Gaun was hazardous and that the disposition of the king of Dahomey was unpredictable. Led by Lara, they crossed the Ogun River into Abeokuta and settled on the nearby hill which they named ‘Ago Owu’ or Owu camp and ‘did not unpack’ . Thus the fourth section came into Abeokuta as Egba Owu.
SABURI .O.BIOBAKU, EGBA AND THEIR NEIGHBOURS (1842-1872) ,OXFORD,CLASRENDON PRESS,PAGE 3-18.
We do not remember days, we remember moments (every moment is precious) -Cesare Pavese
This is an excerpt from an ongoing novel,please send in comments letting me know if I should continue or improve . Cheers. ( Exams start today)
Bestie thinks I’m lucky to be here. I smiled sadly,no I’m not lucky,it was more of an escape than an holiday as most people think.
After my escapade that day with Aunty Jumoke,we have being avoiding each other and we rarely talk. I tried to but she always silence me up with a look.
We were like strangers living in the same house.
One Saturday just after my post utme I was making Ogi and Aunty Yewande was frying Akara. It was our family tradition,every Saturday we had Ogi and Akara and today was no exception.
I poured ogi for each of us in bowls,ever since that day I haven’t made food for her but because today was Saturday and because I made the Ogi I dished Aunty Jumoke’s own too.
I was trying to be nice for goodness sake she is my blood sister. Even my class snob I didn’t treat the way she is treating me but I bear it all because she is my sister and because Mom asked me to.
I took the bowls to the dining,collected Akara and kept them in a bigger cooler. I also took that to the dining table,I took sugar and milk from the shelf and set the table.
Everyone came out for breakfast,our dining was nearer to the kitchen in fact only a wall and a door separates them.
Mom prayed over the food and we all eat. I was sitting beside mom as usual and Aunty Yewande and Aunty Jumoke were sitting opposite us backing the kitchen door.
Aunty Jumoke took four cubes of sugar,three spoons of milk and added hot water to her Ogi then she mixed it all up.
She took six pieces of Akara in a plate and dig in.
She tasted the Ogi and swallowed it,pausing then she bited into an Akara and chewed.
‘Yewande,She said,you have really improved. Your Ogi is way better than the last one you made and the Akara is perfect well done’
I smiled,Aunty Jumoke just complement me and she didn’t even know. I grinned and ate my Akara.
‘The Ogi wasn’t my work but am glad you like the Akara’
I looked at Aunty Yewe and begged with my eyes not to tell her it was me and she seems to understand. Unfortunately the glowing feeling inside wasn’t meant to last.
‘So you let mom make the Ogi?’ She asked after swallowing two spoons of Ogi.
‘I didn’t make the Ogi Jumoke’ Mom said and continued with her food.
Aunty Jumoke had just swallowed a spoon of Ogi when she realised who did,she hurriedly stood up and went to the kitchen to throw up. She was seriously throwing up like she wanted everything in her stomach out.
‘Jumoke she ko si? Mom asked pausing to check if she was ok. (I hope there is no problem)
‘Mummy bawo le se ma funmi ni ounje ti ki ni ye se. Do you want me to die? She asked (how would you give me the food this thing prepared)
And there was I,sitting right there and she was talking like I wasnt there. I lifted hurt eyes to mom’s and a tear dropped.
‘What nonsense are you saying? Isn’t the same Ogi we are all drinking’ She asked her,she was getting angry and her voice shook as she asked.
Aunty Jumoke was unmoved ‘She could have put something in mine and since am not ready to die…’
She took her bowl of Ogi and poured it down the sink in front of our eyes.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
‘How dare you? I screamed standing up I went to met her in the kitchen. We were almost the same height just a few inches more and I will be as tall as her.
‘How could you accuse me of poisoning you? Do I look like a killer to you? I asked her,I was red in the face already and I tried controlling my self.
She hissed and pushed me out of the way and unfounately into the path of the shimmering oil that was sitting on the sink. The impact was short,the pain brief until I heard myself screaming loudly.
‘Ki lo fi she Omo mi? Mom shouted running into the kitchen. There was no need for an explanation, Mom’s face answered it all,I saw Aunty Jumoke face hold remorse for a second then it was gone when mom started shouting on her. I closed my eyes and tears started to form,the stinging was acurate and it seems to spread,I clam up and bear the pain internally. I felt a coldness and then soft hands lifting me. I felt the bed and knew it was Mom’s.
‘Gbe Vasline wa,sa re’ Mom called out.
She rubbed it in gently yet I still felt the pain but I held it in. Some thing kept dropping on me but I refused to open my eyes.
‘It is going to be alright,I promise you. You are going to be safe. Nothing like this would ever happen again’
She sobbed into my hair. I turned my exposed arm away from her falling tears as they ignite the pain. I really wished I didn’t,for she started a weeping party that went on forever.
“If any man should buy another man and compel him to his service and slavery without any agreement of that man to serve him, the enslaver is a robber. It is as much the duty of a man who is robbed in that manner to get out of the hands of his enslaver, as it is for any honest community of men to get out of the hands of rogues and villains.”