Dafe and I were professional colleagues
and good friends; we, no doubt, had respect for each other. While Dafe was a
very patient, calm and calculated person and could withstand all manner of
intrigues in the course of his assignments, I had no patience at all for any
form of intrigues. This, he knew and will always advice, “Gabby, you need to
learn how to live with these things. This is the way we are, most people do not
think they can survive in any system, no matter how competent or incompetent
they might be, without running or bringing down another person for them to
climb. It gives them joy. He would continue, but what do we do! We will not
just abandon the system to them, even though; we are not going to join them in
their evil ways. You must learn to be patient. He would stress”. Any time Dafe
came up with his advice, I always bellow at him, “I am not cut out for that! It
is patience that killed the cow. You imagine the foolish patience of a cow for
example; he was captured and tied up from Maiduguri, and on tortured journey to
Lagos without any form of protest. At the point of being slaughtered at the
abattoir the cow will begin to struggle, when it hasn’t the slightest chance of
survival. I will tell him, I am not that foolish. You dare not try those antics
on a lion, whoever does will surely pay dearly for it” I will shout at him.
Dafe never picked offence, instead, he will smile. Because of Dafe’s
simplicity, he never made money or held any spectacular position in our
society, in spite of his enormous intelligence. He was always himself.
Now that Dafe is gone, I am constrained
to once again look at the Journalist's Creed that was written by the first dean
of the Missouri School of Journalism, Walter Williams. One century after his
excellent job, his declaration remains one of the clearest statements of the
principles, values and standards of journalists throughout the world. The
plaque bearing the creed is located on the main stairway to the second floor of
Neff Hall. I wonder how many of our very ambitious and daring journalists in
Nigeria, have bordered to read this creed. More importantly, how many of them
are bordered about what people will say about them tomorrow, dead or alive.
The last part of the creed reads, “I
believe that the journalism which succeeds best -- and best deserves success --
fears God and honours Man; is stoutly independent, unmoved by pride of opinion
or greed of power, constructive, tolerant but never careless, self-controlled,
patient, always respectful of its readers but always unafraid, is quickly
indignant at injustice; is unswayed by the appeal of privilege or the clamour
of the mob; seeks to give every man a chance and, as far as law and honest wage
and recognition of human brotherhood can make it so, an equal chance; is
profoundly patriotic while sincerely promoting international good will and
cementing world-comradeship; is a journalism of humanity, of and for today's
world”.
We do all manners of evil in the name
of journalism practice in this part of the world. How many of our so called
publishers, editors and colleague, we have these words said about them dead or
alive. The outpouring of tributes on Dafe’s departure is quite instructive and
makes an interesting reading:-
Prince Bayo. “This is sad, so very sad indeed. He
was indeed a perfect gentleman and always willing to assuage you in troubled
times. I worked with him on Business Desk of The Punch and I was also
privileged to be on the panel that interviewed him for the job and that really
strengthened our relationship. He was a great talent combining his wealth of
experience as a former lecturer and sound mind with robust understanding of
issues. He was a very disciplined man with Spartan lifestyle. He will be truly
missed.
I have no doubt in mind that all who crossed his path in his life time will truly miss him. Always very passionate on the well being of his colleagues. He was indeed a good man. How sad to describe him in the past tense.
RIP”.
I have no doubt in mind that all who crossed his path in his life time will truly miss him. Always very passionate on the well being of his colleagues. He was indeed a good man. How sad to describe him in the past tense.
RIP”.
Ibanga Isine “On my first meeting September 13,
2002, he held my hands, looked straight into my eyes and told me things that
later defined my career not only in the Punch but wherever the services of my
pen will be required. However, in the course of working with the Punch, Dafe
was just one of the very few senior staff who practiced what he preached.
Gentle, kind, unassuming, super intelligent with a distinctive sense of humour.
May God be kind to you in death and may your passion for excellence find
expression in your children and those you loved and left behind. Go DAFE. Go
Great MAN!”
Oke Epia “unbelievably sad....spoke with him
just the day before the sad event. May God rest his soul”. Amen
Kote Onungwe Obe-Eleme “A perfect gentleman indeed. This is
really shocking 'cos Uncle Dafe with his ever present comforting smiles and
great command of the language cannot die. Everyone whose path he crossed
especially at The Punch will miss him. No!”
Semiu Okanlawon “A man of elegant prose. Even when he
dealt with critical issues bordering on national survival, he did with a
soothing style that made you forget the pains inflicted on us by national
issues. Here was a writer!”
Joke Kujenya “I'm loss for words to accept 'Dafe's
demise. What happened to him? We spoke barely a month ago and I could still
recall his ever gentle voice and picture his registered smile... 'Dafe was a
true definition of a gentleman. I love the way he would always share knowledge
with anyone. A superb writer in every sense. But now, he's taken his exit. What
can I say? Another star fallen... It's so painful but all the same, I can only
bid you Goodbye!!! May GOD strengthen the heart of your lovely wife and
wonderful children”.
Alex Okumo “I am still in shock. He was great
soul! He touched my life in very many ways. He taught me English Language at
the extra-mural classes of the College of Education Warri when I was preparing
for JAMB. The notebook from that class remains one of my prized possessions; I
have found it difficult to let it go because of the wealth of information in it
and the simple way most of the topics are explained. He was also there for me
in my professional career always ready with a word of encouragement/advice. He
was a decent and gentle man, one who had the courage to live what he preached.
My heart bleeds at the circumstances of his death. It is my prayer that God
will have mercy on his soul and give his family the fortitude to bear this huge
loss”.
Bisi Olaniyi “SO SAD! EXCEPTIONALLY BRILLIANT
GENTLEMAN, WHO HATED SLOPPY GRAMMAR. GOD ALMIGHTY WILL GIVE THE MEMBERS OF THE
FAMILY OF OGA DAFE ONOJOVWO, THE GREAT PUNCHER. THE FORTITUDE TO BEAR THE LOSS
RIP. ICON OF JOURNALISM”.
Michael Awe “I saw
him last the day he paid me a visit at home on his way to work. That was when I
knew he had been battling his health challenges. Dafe was a very good friend,
humble and diligent at work. Ever smiling and firm, Dafe's death came to me as
a rude shock. May God give all of us his colleagues, particularly his immediate
family the fortitude to bear the loss. Adieu Dafe!”
Augustine Avwode “I can still hear that voice, even
now, "Oshare na" with a gentle reassuring smile playing on his face.
That was Oga Dafe whenever he saw me. I join others to say Rest In Perfect
Peace now that you are free from all earthly labour”.
Frederick Apeji “Am very sad to hear this. We were
colleagues while I served at Punch as Advert Manager/Corporate Affairs Manager
(1998-2000). A dedicated man and a jolly good fellow. And most of all, he was
my "Big Brother" while I was there, and even after I left. May the
Lord accept his soul. And may He comfort his loved ones”.
Prince Taiwo Fowowe “Goodnight to a gentle soul - though I
was in Admin while in Punch but our paths crossed several times in the course
of work. RIP”.
Churchill Umoren “Anyone who passed through Punch's
editorial dept must have had a very touchy personal encounter with Dafe....i
did...may his soul RIPP”.
Ofonime Umanah “Can someone wake me from this sleep?
No, no, no, Dafe is not dead. He can’t go just like that. I have been
opportuned to work under him during my days in The Punch. He was not just a
teacher but a friend. IN Daily Independent, till when I left,I was happy that I
also met him there. His smiles were usually infectious. You wouldnt know who
was the boss because of the way he related with his subordinates. Kai, my oga,
death why?”
Adeola Yusuf “Indeed he lived life with utmost
simplicity. Good night Oga Dafe. U surely deserves a rest in the bosom of the
LORD!”
Dan Akpovwa “ A sad end indeed....”
Raheem Adedoyin “A truly sad loss.”
Adeniji Stephen Olayiwola “He was such a very strong voice. He was always a
delightful read. RIP.”
Segun Dele Dipe. “I agree with you that Edafe was a
perfect gentleman. But his passing on has sent a wrong signal to a lot of
people. It's weird”.
Abiodun Adelaja. “Dafe, definitely was a nice man. We
were colleagues at The Punch”.
Austeen Elewodalu “Let someone tell me what killed
Dafe”.
Adesina Wahab “It is good night to a gentleman, Oga
Dafe, may God be with his family and grant him eternal rest amen”.
Oluyinka Oladoyinbo “It is painful to learn that our
erudite language teacher while i sojourned in Punch is gone, Dafe was just a
gentle and nice man, all we can pray for is the fortitude for the family to
bear the irreparable loss, good night Dafe”.
Olayinka Oyegbile “This is a shock. I only just stumbled
on this now. As everyone above has attested to he was a nice man. Soft spoken
and candid. It's a debt we all owe and must repay. May his soul rest in peace”.
Chido Nwakanma “So sad to learn of his passing. RIP
Dafe”.
Dafe with your life style, you have
shown that greed and avarice is not the best example to show as a journalist.
Rest until we meet to part no more.
Mr. Omohinmin is a Media Consultant based in Lagos
2 comments:
Good day Sir,
My name is Omoefe Onojovwo, son of the late Mr. Dafe Onojovwo.I have been trying to reach you to no avail. Please you can reach me on this cell number: 08062902072. I will wait to hear from you. Thanks.
Regards,
Omoefe
I remembered you today sir. I started scouring the Internet again for your mention. You are dearly missed. Rest on Mr Dafe.
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