Saturday, 22 August 2015
Is Our Management Thirsty For Blood?
We have heard of students lynching their fellow students for various crimes,we have witnessed justice being served,we have witnessed the death of our colleagues even in the spirit of Aluta,but death at the hand of our own school management?IMPOSSIBLE!
Well that was my expression,my response when I read this piece.
Private Universities have always been referred to as "Glorified Secondary Schools",reason is not far fetched. Should we talk about the way students in private schools are caged and restricted? Or perhaps is it the way they are not allowed to wear what they want,eat what they want or use the kind of gadget they would love to.
And all because of what? To preserve morals,integrity,norms and values but to what extent?
Hypocrisy is what I call this.
Why would I pay so much money,risk expulsion when I try to breathe air,fresh air instead of the little amount of oxygen I get in my "cage",only for me to be treated like an animal,dragged out of my bed on a cold night to an unknown destination,beaten to the point of death and almost left to die,uncatered for?
This is the story of two students of Madonna University,Enugu,who were beaten to the point of death,denied treatment and justice.
Read to the end,thank you.
Two students of Madonna University, Akpugo Campus,
Enugu State, have told the horrifying story of torture
they suffered in the hands of key officials of the tertiary
institution.
The duo, Stanley Okoye, 23, a final year Civil
Engineering student and Ga-Lim Aondofa Lord, escaped
death by the whiskers after they were allegedly
abducted from their rooms February 3, 2015, in the dead
of the night, in commando fashion, by the Chief
Security Officer of the university, Okey Ogbonna and
the Dean of Student Affairs, Rev. Fr. Isaac Nginga, a
Catholic priest, in company of others and taken to a
secluded area on the campus, where they were tortured,
brutalized, dehumanised and left to die, but through
divine intervention, they lived to tell the story.
Though they survived the ordeal, they are still
undergoing treatment for the almost fatal injuries they
received in the hands of their tormentors. For instance,
Stanley still needs to undergo special surgery in
Germany on the spine to repair a major damage inflicted
on him while the torture lasted. Aondofa suffered a
dislocated jaw that required having his jaws held
together with special dental wire to allow the injury
heal. The duo would for the rest of their lives bear the
burden of the deep psychological scars imprinted on
their minds by the experience.
Meanwhile, they are still battling to get the results of
their degree examinations released. Accompanied by
their parents, the victims who visited The Sun office in
Onitsha gave a chilling account of what they passed
through in the campus, and revealed the alleged moves
by the university management to cover up the truth.
In the heartbreaking and graphic account of what
happened that fateful night they were abducted, Stanley
Okoye recounted that he was woken up from sleep
around midnight by one Mr. Kingsley, the school’s Sub-
Dean, Mr. Ola, their hall representatives, Mr. Wisdom,
Mr. Somtoo and Ogbonna Okey, who is the university
chief security officer (CSO), all of whom were
accompanied by the Dean of Students Affairs, Rev. Fr.
Isaac Nginga. He was then bundled into a Toyota
4runner SUV and taken to a bushy end of the campus
where their ordeal began.
Continuing, Stanley said: “These people were
accompanied that night by an armed soldier, who is
among our security guards in school. First, they asked
for the room number of my friend and classmate, Lord
Ga-Lim and I told them. They picked him up from his
hostel and forced both of us into the vehicle. They first
drove us to the administrative building and we alighted.
Without any question, they descended on us after
commanding us to lie down on the gravel. It was Rev.
Father Isaac who hit us first with his belt, and the
others then joined. They beat us with military belts,
planks, batons, iron, stones and other dangerous
weapons they could lay their hands on; they dealt
mercilessly with us.
“All the while they were treading on us as we lay on
the sharp, rough gravel. Not even our plea for mercy or
cries for help could melt their hearts. Fr. Isaac even
commanded the military officer to shoot us if we
attempted to run away. In fact, the soldier fired the
shot but narrowly missed me. I was coughing out blood
and bleeding profusely but Ogbonna, the CSO hit me
with his elbow and I fell down again.
“In that state, I was forced into the trunk of the Lexus
SUV of Fr. Isaac; I memorized the registration number
ENU 525 CP. My friend was forced into a Toyota
4Runner SUV driven by Rev. Fr. Mamah. With us in the
trunk, they moved with crazy speed and even drove past
the university security post without stopping. The road
was very bad. Even though I was almost slipping into
unconsciousness, I still heard the shrill voices of
security men at the gate and flashing of lights at them
telling them to stop. I later realized that the people
were policemen on patrol who suspected the manner of
the vehicular movement. That night, our tormentors
took us to Agbani police station.
“A police officer on duty at the station asked them
whether we were involved in accident but they didn’t
answer. In that state, I told the police that we were
attacked by the same people, who brought us to the
station and the police told them to take us to a
specialist hospital or else we would die but they just
took us back to the campus and dumped us in the
campus clinic. I was in pains and we were struggling to
hang on to life. They only gave us painkillers and sleep
inducing drugs. It was one of the nurses who saw our
condition that night that I whispered my mother’s
number into her ears and she used her phone, after
hiding the number, to notify my parents about our
plight.
“While we were in the hospital, they confiscated our
phones, laptops and all our friends and roommates’
phones and communication gadgets to ensure that
information about us did not leak to the outside commu
nity. We were dying in installments. On February 5, I
was woken up by the CSO, who told me that my father
was at the gate and wanted to see me. My dad was
shocked when he saw my condition. When he tried to
take a picture of me, they seized his camera and
smashed it on the ground. After heated argument
between my dad and the people at the gate, they
immediately bundled my friend and myself to the Elele
campus of the university in Rivers State, in the dead of
the night without the knowledge of my father. We were
in the hospital at Elele for about seven weeks shut out
from the people and still under police watch even on
our hospital bed. We underwent several surgeries
because the doctor confirmed that my zygomatic bone
close to the spine was fractured. My friend had
fractures on the lower and upper jaws.
I fainted when I saw my son –Okoye
Narrating how he heard about his son’s ordeal and the
frustrations he encountered in the course of seeking
justice for the victimized students, Chief Okoye told
Sunday Sun that he was in Lagos when his wife called
him from their Abuja home.
His words: “My wife informed me that she received a
distress call. Only God can describe the trauma we
passed through that night before daybreak. I left Lagos
for Enugu with first flight, abandoning all I came to do in
Lagos, but I never knew that I was in for the greatest
shock of my life. On getting to the school gate, I was
denied entry by the security people and left stranded for
four hours. When I noticed that the matter was no more
a small issue not to talk of the uncertainty surrounding
my son’s life, knowing that his phone was already
permanently switched off, I sought for external help
through the military. It was the high command at the 82
Division of the Nigerian Army, Enugu that assisted me
before they could allow me to enter and stay by the
side of the gate while they went to fetch my son. When
they brought him, I fainted, upon seeing his condition.
“After regaining composure a bit, I asked him who did
that to him and he pointed out the CSO, the Rev Father
and some others. I wanted to take his picture in that
state for practical evidence but to my surprise, another
Catholic priest named Fr. Francis, who came in from
Elele, Rivers State with two police escorts ordered the
security men to smash my camera which is worth
N300,000 to pieces, and they did. They also threatened
to shoot me if I didn’t tread with caution. After all
arguments, we agreed that the children should be taken
to either Enugu State University Teaching Hospital
(ESUTH) or University of Nigeria Teaching Hospital
(UNTH), Ituku Ozalla, Enugu State, but to my surprise
again, as soon as I left, they bundled the children in
that state to their headquarters at Elele, Rivers State.
“The children were kept incommunicado and detained in
the hospital too. It was through military assistance that
I was able to gain access to see them in the hospital
but they refused to release them to us for proper
medical care.” Federal High Court to the rescue
Unable to endure the continued detention of the
students at the Elele campus of the university and the
uncertainty and anxiety surrounding their health status,
Okoye through his lawyer, G. E. Ezeuko, SAN
approached the Federal High Court, Enugu, for the
enforcement of the fundamental human rights of the
students. He also slammed a civil suit against the
Governing Council of Madonna University and eight
other respondents, demanding N1billion compensation
for special and general damages and for gross violation
of fundamental human rights guaranteed under the
Constitution of Nigeria and African Charter on Human
and Peoples Rights.
Etisalat Storms The Federal University Of Technology, Minna.
It is no news that one of the best telecommunication company in Nigeria,Etisalat is known for its familiarity with Nigerian students and it's ability to warm and work its way into the hearts of students. Over the years,they have come up with all sort of bundles,bundles attractive enough to wow the heart of students and win them over,starting with the emergence of the easycliq and many more. Indeed,we can say Etisalat is the average Nigerian student special brand.
However it is a thing of pity that the North has been excluded from fun activities,events and has lost the feeling of normalcy and youthful exuberance,due to the state of unrest it has been experiencing in the last few years. The SouthWest and Eastern Regions are the only regions that have been partakers of the many fun events that takes place in Nigeria. The northern students have been less of students as they have had no such opportunities.
Etisalat however did the unimaginable as they stormed the Federal University of Technology,Minna on the 17th of August,2015 and broke the jinx.
FUTminna engaged in its first concert ever this week as Etisalat easycliqfest hit d North for the first time in a very long time.
On Monday was a Rap Battle which featured many dope rappers,the likes of Godson, Ehizzy, LilDrey e.t.c, Infact,Lil drey,a dope female rapper/lyricist was the winner of the rap session and she went home with a sum of 50 thousand naira.
Wednesday was awesome as Niyi Adesanya an inspirational speaker enlightened students on how to make a better future.
On Thursday 20th of August,the main event which was the concert took place. Etisalat brought top Artists like Reminisce, Terry G,Evelle to perform @ the concert.
The event took place at the school field, and turn up was massive.
Etisalat also gave few talented artists of FUTMinna an opportunity to perform along side celebrities. The likes of Ijaya (Agolo Master) , Vinee, Phariee, Otumba kaynyne, Godson(crazy lee) got this great chance. to get their wishes fufilled that beautiful evening.
A raffle draw also took place and lot of gifts were given out. Ibrahim,a spell over student went home with the grand prize, A Hyundai i10.
Indeed,Etisalat is a brand with a distinct difference.
We say a big thank you to Etisalat,WE LOVE YOU ETISALAT.
WAKABOUT
Considering the fact that school was on holiday plus I totally stressed myself out and slept so late the night before, I woke up really early that morning: 8: 40am… or so. I reached for my 17th century Nokia and checked my Whatsapp messages. 7 messages from Bola, my crazy classmate from secondary school. ‘Wake up, Tola. Wake up. Sleepy head! Wake up ’… like that like that sha…
So I sat up and replied him, ‘Big head, I was awake before you dreamt of waking up’
He answered me fast, “Stand up, go bath, I dey una coffee stand.”
Uh oh! “You’re at Nescafe Garden?” I typed back.
“Coffee, Nescafe, all join. Just come and meet me. My sister came to see someone here.”
Bola attends UNILORIN. About two months ago, he brought his younger sister to UI to write Post UME. We got into a debate on which school was better, UI or UNILORIN. His argument beat mine hands down and I hate losing. Over the weeks, I had already gathered ‘weapons and armoury’ to fight the dude. So, you’d understand that I really wanted to see him.
I catapulted out of my bed, went downstairs to fetch water and quickly had my bath. I spent more time dressing up; I just could not find a dress to wear. The reason for this is not far to fetch though, we had not had power in our hall for more than four days. (I’m sure you know the hall I’m talking about). I later settled for a pink sequined dress that had ruffles. At least nobody would know it was rumpled.
I rushed out of my hostel and waited for a cab. As soon as the first cab pulled up, I remembered I did not have any t-fare. So, I went back inside my room and famzed my roommate for 20 bucks. I got it and rushed back to the bus stop. After waiting under the scorching sun for about 15 minutes, I finally got a cab to the faculty.
It was about 9:30a.m when I got to Nescafe garden. I looked around and I did not see Bola. I walked down to Gossip Arena, to the Pepsi shop at SUB, to the taxi park, upstairs in the CLA Building and KDL. I did not find the dude. Meanwhile, I was calling him over and over again and he was not picking up his phone. Did he follow his sister to the lecturer’s office or something? I got tired and decided to sit in the faculty. After some time I got a call from the dude. I was already pissed off. “Bola, where are you nah? I’ve been waiting here since morning.”
He laughed. “As I dey talk to you so, I dey on top my toilet for house.”
I could not believe my ears. “What?” So he was not in school at all?
“I don tell you say make you dey fear me.” He gloated.
What the… I cut the call. Just then, I remembered that not too long ago, I told him that I was a better prankster than he was. I called him back and told him I didn’t like what he did. After laughing at me for a long time, he apologized and told me he was going to come to my school on Sunday… for real, this time. I smiled to myself, he would see who the better prankster is on Sunday.
NUT
ARISE OH, KOPA SHAN (SERIES 1)
Just last month,some youth corp members had their passing out parade. A lot of folks and foes congratulated the lucky ones. I mean serving your father land isn't "something like a joking sturv" *in Falz voice* and those first 3 weeks of orientation ehn! Hehehehe,no be small matter o. From you having to wake up as early as 3am to the strenous "exercise" you have to endure,the corporal punishment and the way the "ajebutters" faint ehn,abeg I dey fear say I no go wan do this thing ooo. Well,enough talk about me,KOPA SHAN Series isn't about Kitty. And so on the first series of "KOPA SHAN",we would be talking to one of the many who successfully passed out of the Youth Corps Service,get to read all about his days in school to the present.
Without much ado,I give to you Tijani Oluwamayowa Emmanuel,aka The Abefe Okin,a graduate of Food Technology,University of Ibadan and most importantly,a journalist. *wow*..surprised right? Well,let's get to know more..You ready???
Kitty: Can we meet you?
Tj: I am Tijani Oluwamayowa Emmanuel,a graduate of the premier university and a practicing journalist.
Kitty: Hmmm..the Premier University. What is it about Uites that make them say that word "Premier" with so much pride? Yes we know that Uniibadan is the first university in Nigeria but the way the students say it with so much pride makes it seem like there is more to the word "Premier".
Tj: Premier,stems from the Latin word "Primus" which gave birth to Prime,meaning, Unique,Eccentric and Altogether Different. A school of though believes it's from "Premiere",a French word meaning First. But in all University of Ibadan would always be the primus inter pares,First among equals!
Kitty:*sighs*,Uniibadan sha,okay oh. It brings me to the next question. I have heard a lot about the "UI standard". I mean when Public speakers,orators go outside the school community to debate or speak,they always talk about the "UI standard" that can be met by other schools. As a journalist and even a renowned public speaker and orator,what do you think about this "over hyped" standard?
Tj: The UI standard is multifaceted. The average UI student has a personal standard,the average graduate knows more and is well respected amongst other graduates. In NYSC sojourn,I came to respect the university even more. You get to camp and you just say it by chance that you are from UI,everything changes. If you are a girl,some guys from other schools get somewhat intimidated. If you are a guy,welcome to the honeymoon. You just become some demigod. There is this aura that comes with the UI brand,it cannot just be totally explained. As for public speaking and other competitions,there is a minimum expectation for UI students out there. Every student who let this university pass through him or her must be able to meet up. Woe unto you if you don't let UI pass through you as a uite.
Kitty: hmmm,I can't wait to serve ooo. Alright moving on,as a 3time consecutive recipient of the best campus journalist in the Premier,a press member of the Union Campus Journalist(UCJ),what did you gain when you were in school and how has it helped your career?
Tj: This was a question I was faced with as a student. I rarely attended classes towards the end,I had found my calling,I went after it. People asked if I was paid,I wasn't. I wrote for Tribune,Guardian,
Saharareporters and TheScoopNG. No one paid me,I was building myself. When I got out of school,getting a job was "child's play",i didn't have to struggle. The sacrifices paid up,i even became sought after by God's gace. Everything pays,just give it time.
Kitty: Wow..interesting. So you are called "The Abefe Okin",what brought about this Panegyric.
Tj: It is my "oriki",it literally means "he who might be begged to be loved,dated and married. It affected my stay in school starting from 300level when many girls began asking me out. *feeling embarrassed*
Kitty: Me sef go dey bear Abefe Kitty Okin,make boys sef dey queue for my front and back..*giggles*. I love that though. So Abefe Okin! Let us go back to your days as a corper,what was it like?
T.j: It was fun,i didn't have sex as feared. When I told a lady that,she said my NYSC was boring. But in the real sense,it was fun. I had 2 families. The Eko Kopa Editorial and Publicity team and Eko Kopa Radio team. I also had the Cable family. They made life worth every bit of it,it was great fun and challenging. In no time,it was all over.
Kitty: awwwn,lovely. So how was the 3weeks orientation camp? The early call to the parade ground,the boring lectures and all? Especially the last 3days in camp which is usually fun like all corpers do say.
Tj: I went to a military secondary school,so for me it was just normal. I didn't feel the way others felt around soldiers,i knew what to expect. Parades were "norms" back in secondary school. What people experienced in 3weeks,I had done for 6years. Beat that! *winks*. I left Bayelsa camp,my original state of deployment for Lagos,so my last 3days were normal. Nothing hyper.
Kitty: So tell me,what's up with this mentality that graduates go to camp with? I mean they think the camp is a place to have fun and a sex platform where you get to have fun unlimited,unrestrained. You hear things like "even nuns and spirikoko gets to shag". Is that what the 3weeks in camp especially the last 3days really about?
Tj: No ma'am,many of us didn't indulge ourselves in such rather illicit acts. I don't drink,nor did I drink in camp. I don't give myself to sex and sort,neither did I too in camp and I have friends I can vouch for that didn't do such. Lucas,Pelumi,Segun,Samuel and no be say na we holy pass oooo.
Kitty: *laughs*..abeg guys should be like you people oh. That brings me to the general belief about NYSC and relationships. I once heard a friend say to another friend whose boyfriend was leaving for service. He said to her,"he will break up with you,I mean niccur would want to enjoy his service year now,lot of girls in camp,booze and parties,no dull am o.. he might come back after a year sha." I laughed and started to think of why he would say such. But it is true you know,girls get scared when their guys go to serve because they think their relationships would crumble,I mean the long distance,attraction to someone else,sexual matters and all. In all,do you think NYSC is really the end to most relationships?
Tj: Yes,may relationships end during that year but it is because those relationships were not built on the right foundation in the first place. Some do not lose their relationships during service year,but their partners have "fun",sex and all with other persons claiming they don't know who is handling their partners back home. It is just a sure index that the relationship wasn't worth it in the first place. When they become husbands,they had do the same anytime work posts them out of their spouse sight.
Kitty: Thank you very much for that T.J. Let's now talk about the N19,800 monthly allowance corpers get from the federal government. Do you feel it should be increased?
Tj: I am torn between two schools of thought on that. Everyone wants more money but not every should get more money. If the money is increased to say fifty thousand naira and you collect that every month and live comfortably,when you are done with NYSC and you have no job or a job paying below that,you may find it hard to cope. Personally,I think N19,800 is small,especially those whose states do not pay a dime and their PPA pay them less than N5,000. But I think NYSC should be more about empowerment than money.
Kitty: That is true. So I guess this is the question on everybody's mind. What is next after NYSC? Most importantly,where do you see yourself in the next 5years?
Tj: I got a job with about 4 firms,notable among them were Vanguard newspaper and The Cable. So for me,God has doused my Post-NYSC tension. So your "what next" question is easier to answer. I'd be pursuing my journalism career. And in the next 5years,I should be a few years away from the peak of my career.
Kitty: Great. So in how many years time would the wedding bells ring?
Tj: Vision2020
Kitty: So quickly,what will you say you have achieved in the last few years?
Tj: God has helped me. He is built a solid foundation for the name I hope to have in the years to come. A good name is better than gold and silver. Winning the Nigerian Championship of Public Speaking (NCPS) in 2013 and mentoring the 2014 teams were a good bedrock for my public speaking career.
Winning FOPA,UCJ and Campus Times awards as best campus journalist were also solid starts. As God would have it,even during my service year,a few hours and life changing stories were achieved. For me,it has been a fulfilling milestone.
Kitty: What is your advise to the present corpers and ones that recently passed out?
Tj: Excellence pays,whatever you do,be excellent at it. Even if it is street sweeping.
Kitty: Do you have anything to say to TheFACET readers?
Tj: Yes I do. TheFACET would be very big in the days to come,as a reader on this platform,be ardent,drop comments,get known as a top commentator,because when it gets big,you can also say "WE BUILT THAT BRAND."
*smiles* thank you so much Abefe Okin! I hope to be greater than you though(when I grow up)..lol..it was really nice having a chat with you and I hope to hear more success stories about you as the years roll over. See you at the top,TheFACET loves you!
******************************************** I guess that brings us to the end of this interview session for the KOPA SHAN series for the month of August. Look forward to meeting the next KOPA on KOPA SHAN in September. You really don't want to miss out. See you next time,next month and come with high expectations. Chao chao*kisses*
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