BY BUSARI OLOLADE ARAMIDE MUJAHEEDAH
Sunday 30th, October 2016 – the resumption day – from midterm break for all FGGC Oyo students. That fateful day turned out to be an agonisingly painful day which we will remember for the rest of our lives!
The excitement in me on this day was ecstatic as I was in the company of my dad and my younger sister – a JSS 1 student of FGGC Oyo – on the trip to FGGC Oyo to drop her off after the short midterm break. My excitement spurn from the fact that the trip presented me the opportunity to visit the great citadel of learning and the alma mata – FGGC Oyo – which I owe everything I’ve become today.
As an indigene of Oyo town, a thorough born and bred Oyo town specie and an alumnus of FGGC Oyo, I recognise when something unusual has happened on the Owode-Sabo-Owinni route. Upon getting to the main road leading to FGGC Oyo, the traffic was unusually heavy that even pedestrians couldn’t walk freely. I knew something terrible had happened.
As the gridlock got static and unbearable, my dad instructed me to get out of the car and enquire about the cause of the traffic jam. After about a 20-meter walk, I encountered people walking towards my direction in uncontrollable tears, crying profusely, wailing abjectly, cursing strongly. Instantly, I heard whispers underneath the cacophony of tears that a very fatal accident had occurred some meters ahead.
There was no need to ask further questions, I turned back immediately to give the situation report to my travelling convoy. I narrated the hearsay to my folks exactly as I heard. With the situation of things, we had no alternative than to find all means to leave the road for an alternative route which we did eventually.
We left and finally got to school but my sister wasn’t “checked in” by the house mistress because her hair wasn’t properly barbed. We had to go back to SABO MARKET where the accident had occurred to get her hair properly trimmed. Upon getting to the barber’s shop with my sister, as is common with all salons, it was here that we were fully briefed of what happened and those involved. I couldn’t hold back my tears when we heard FOUR FEGGO GIRLS were involved in the ghastly accident. I kept on praying solemnly for all to be fine. Despite my tears, I had to look away and remain calm in other not to scare my kid sister but deep inside me, I was scared, worried of the worse.
Due to this fear I didn’t bother to get close to the scene of the accident but my father did. Upon getting back I could see it in his eyes, it was written boldly and legibly on his face, the expression on his face said it all – that the scene is very bloody! He could only muster the following meek words: “Lolade, ìbèyèn bad gán” – Lolade, that place is very bad. He uttered the words with his head bent down while shaking his head. It was then that it dawned on me that the accident must have been very fatal. He told me some passengers were still stuck underneath the Garri truck that fell on the ‘korope’ bus conveying the passengers to school. He further narrated that efforts was still ongoing to retrieve those stuck underneath the truck but it was difficult difficult and all efforts to get a towing van proved abortive.
Those involved are some people’s daughters, sisters, cousins, friends,classmates, dorm girls and school mates. They lost their lives in pain and anguish! This accident was a disaster in waiting. It begs lots of questions: why should heavy-duty trucks be on such narrow road? Why should a market be around there? Why do traders have to display their goods by the roadside? Why can’t the government, the agencies or the people involved put a stop to the numerous illegal activities happening on this road? Tell me why do we have to lose our fellow sisters in this manner?
We know almost every year that we lose one of us but this years’ loss is unbeatable!
This pain is just too much for us to bear!
It’s a pain that will take forever to heal!
It’s a memory that can never be erased!
Please tell me how to console those that are very dear to these deceased girls?
To all FEGGOSIANs that we have lost to untimely deaths over the years, we pray y’all continue to rest in perfect peace.
KEHINDE OMOWUMI MAHBUBAT (a family friend, close friend), ANYAEGBU CHEKWUBE (a friend), may you continue to rest in the Lord’s abode.
I, Busari Mujaidah Ololaden, an alumnus of FGGC OYO, and now a FUTA student, pleads with our government at all levels to endeavour to save our remaining sisters schooling at FGGC Oyo by fixing the Owode-Sabo-Owinni road.
With tears and pain in my heart, I plead and beg with every Nigerian – you don’t have to be a student of this school to support this movement – to join us in our struggle to lend our voice to the plight of the students of FGGC Oyo.
The horror of the accident could have happened to any of us or any of our relatives.
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Let’s save lives!