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Contents
Comments 5
Dedication 15
Acknowledgements 17
Abbreviations 23
Appendices 321
Index 347
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Musa Halilu
Modibbo Adamawa University of Technology, Yola
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about my father.
I am grateful to Mallam Gana Alkali Abiso, a retired
principal who is also my in-law. He threw some light into
the days when my father was in Gwoza and into his early
stay in Gembu. He also gave a glimpse about my mother
before she joined my father in Gwoza. He also helped to
clarify some issues which made the story flow. To Alhaji
Kaka Mallam Usman Manyama and Alhaji Mustapha
Usman Manyama, brothers and stepsons of my father’s
benefactor, Alkali Umar Abiso, I say a big thank you
for shedding some light into the relationship between
my father and Alkali Umar Abiso. They also told me
the type of life that my father lived and of his immense
humanness and generosity.
Mohammed Habib Alkali Tijjani, a retired judge with
Borno State Government, was in Gembu with my father
before Nigeria’s independence in 1960. He confirmed to
me with unbelievable precision the month and year that
my father went to Gembu. I remain grateful to him for
granting me the interview.
Most of the information regarding my mother was
obtained from my elder sister, Hajiya Fanta Mandara.
She gave a detailed account of my mother as if she
had been her sister. Surprisingly, even my mother’s two
surviving sisters do not have as much information about
my mother as Hajiya Fanta Mandara has.
Some information was obtained from my elder
brothers, Umar Alhaji Bukar and Barrister Babagoni
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January 2015
Maiduguri
mbukar1967@gmail.com
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Abbreviations
CONSULTANTS’ ASSOCIATION OF
NIGERIA
MEPIN MEDICAL EDUCATION
PARTNERSHIP INITIATIVE IN
NIGERIA
MOPOL MOBILE POLICE
MSS MUSLIM STUDENT SOCIETY
MTR MID-TERM REPORT
NAFDAC NATIONAL AGENCY FOR FOOD
AND DRUG ADMINISTRATION AND
CONTROL
NEC NATIONAL EXECUTIVE COUNCIL
NSHDP NATIONAL STRATEGIC HEALTH
DEVELOPMENT PLAN
NMA NIGERIAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATION
NYSC NATIONAL YOUTH SERVICE CORPS
PGDE POSTGRADUATE DIPLOMA IN
EDUCATION
PMO PRINCIPAL MEDICAL OFFICER
PRO PUBLIC RELATIONS OFFICER
RTA ROAD TRAFFIC ACCIDENT
TED TECHNOLOGY, ENTERTAINMENT,
DESIGN
TETFUND TERTIARY EDUCATION TRUST
FUND
TMS TOP MANAGEMENT STAFF
UCH UNIVERSITY COLLEGE HOSPITAL
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PART ONE
INTRODUCTION
“The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only
man who writes about all people and all time.”
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PART TWO
THE FORMATIVE YEARS
“Do not pray for an easy life; pray for the strength to endure a
difficult one.”
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Murphy said, “Never argue with an idiot. They drag you down to
their level and then beat you with experience.”
I lost some time before starting school because of
my sickness. Daily, I was taken to the dispensary. It was
about a one kilometre walk from our house. Different
people took me to the dispensary at different times.
Along the way, some of them, frustrated by the daily
routine, would knock me hard on the head whenever my
pace became too slow for their patience. Mr. Stephen, a
calm, fine gentleman, was the head of the dispensary. He
and his staff painstakingly cleaned my wounds until they
had healed completely; although both the physical and
emotional scars still remained. Sometime in 2011 I was
told by my neighbour in Maiduguri, the capital of Borno
state, that Mr. Stephen was admitted at the University of
Maiduguri Teaching Hospital where I now work. I was
glad to hear that he was still alive as he was already of
middle age when I was in my first decade of life. I had
plans to stop by in Serti, Gashaka Local Government
Area in Taraba state, whenever I took that route, to say a
big thank you to Mr. Stephen. Although I was a child at
the time, I still remember the commitment and dedication
to duty exhibited by Mr. Stephen and his colleagues.
After my recuperation in 1976, at the age of nine I was
finally enrolled at Nurul-Ulum Primary School. It was at
Nurul-Ulum that I made friends like Musa Halilu, Ahmed
Halilu, Bashiru Aliyu, Umaru Hamman, Isa Sarkin
Zongo, Musa Hamman, Halilu Hamman and Barkindo
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our children thinking that they are safe only when kept
in view. One would want to ask, what happens if one
suddenly drops dead?
Certain experiences like bed-wetting can be
embarrassing, especially if they happen at a time when
one is expected to have outgrown such behaviours. Many
of my contemporaries then had the challenge of bed
wetting and even today many of our children do. It is
such a common phenomenon that it could be considered
a part of normal childhood development process. In
fact, the problem of bed-wetting then was as endemic as
corruption is in Nigeria today.
Something dramatic happened before one of my very
close friends finally stopped bed wetting. Our house
in Gembu was always a beehive of activities and many
Islamic scholars (mallams) who came from Borno were
accommodated in our house. One of such mallams, named
Mallam Ali, heard about the plight of my friend and wrote
something for him on a wooden slate (allo), gave it to him
to wash and instructed that he drink the solution. That
was how he bade farewell to bed wetting. Whether what
Mallam Ali gave him really was magic water or whether
it was just a coincidence, I do not know. But what is
important is not the academic exercise or the science
behind it; it is the fact that he stopped bed wetting. This
reminds me of a joke that we were told about a down-
to-earth professor who did not believe in superstition or
fetishism. The professor went on sabbatical to a troubled
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not just part with them. Later, I realised that the mallam
had just wanted my pyjamas and so decided to play a hoax
on me. I thank God that I did not give him the pyjamas
because it would definitely have been a double tragedy
for me – there would have been no mints (newly printed
naira notes), and no pyjamas. But I actually asked him for
the explanation of what had happened. He told me that it
was the jinni that brought the money either from the bank
or from somebody’s pocket! He said the unfortunate man
would just discover that his money was missing. One
would wonder what difference there is between his action
and outright theft or even robbery. The only difference is
that bank theft and pick-pockets are physical thefts while
his is spiritual. The former is admissible in court, whereas
the latter is purely a spiritual crime not admissible in any
western court.
During Ramadan, our parents often encouraged us to
participate in the fasting exercise. They often reminded
us that we had come of age and so should start gradual
participation in the exercise. But for us as children, fasting
was more of a deprivation than a fulfilment of any
religious obligation. I remember an episode with Halilu
during one of the fasting periods. We got some money,
bought bread and milk and went straight to the football
field of Nurul-Ulum Primary School. We sat there behind
the goal post, did justice to the bread and milk and then
headed back home. When it was time to break the fast, we
all joined the family in breaking the fast as no-one knew
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were very few, if any, fake drugs despite the fact that
there was then no National Agency for Food and Drug
Administration and Control (NAFDAC) to police any
drug company or dealer.
I do not remember the exact age at which I was
circumcised but it was either seven or eight. Early that cold
morning, we were summoned to our neighbour’s house
(Alkali Shettima). Some five or so other children were
already there. Standing right there with an expressionless
face was the local circumciser named Magaji. Mallam
Magaji was a middle-aged man, jovial and full of life.
Everybody in Gembu knew what he did for a living and
so, seeing him in the early hours meant a ritual was about
to be performed. We were made to line up in a sitting
position on the bare floor. Mallam Magaji then took turns
slicing off our prepuces in single cuts with unimaginable
anatomic precision. We all tried with some measure of
success to feign stoicism. Without any pain relief we
endured it with some bouts of screaming and that was all.
After all, no-one had dared to cry out as that would have
created a spectacle and would have made one a subject of
ridicule. When it was my turn, I pleaded that I wanted to
visit the convenience. Expectedly, that request fell on deaf
ears. When I was in secondary school, my cousin, Mallam
Abdulahi occasionally reminded me of my timidity and of
the fruitlessness of my plea.
I do not remember what Magaji used to clean his knife
after each slicing, but the quick succession with which the
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and so the game was over for good. This story reminded
me of a book by one of the best thriller writers, James
Hadley Chase, Believe This – You’ll Believe Anything.
The first television set that I saw was at the chief ’s
palace. The palace was close to our house and so we
often went there at night. The chief, Alhaji Mohammadu
Mansur of blessed memory, was truly the father of all.
He was accommodating, generous, level-headed and not
materialistic at all. In fact, many of his daughters were
married to those who had no status in society. He was
indeed a rare gem. As children, we would sit in his parlour
to watch television with his children and with the children
of the have not’s. Most of the films that we watched were
Indian films. At that time we believed all that we saw, such
that when an actor died in one film and featured in another,
we would whisper among ourselves, “But this guy died before,
how come he resurrected!” If you wanted to hurt us badly, you
stopped us from going to watch films at the chief ’s palace.
Occasionally, the palace guards would stop some children
from getting into the palace, but for us neighbours, it was
an automatic ticket.
We were in primary school when the rural electrification
project was commissioned. One night, as we listened to a
folktale in front of our house, we saw for the first time
in our lives a glow from the pole that housed the bulb. It
gave out such brightness as we had not seen before. The
exhilaration that followed was infectious.
Folktales had become a part of our lives and we
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PART THREE
A TWIST OF FATE AT ARABIC
TEACHERS’ COLLEGE, SONG
“My heroes are the ones who survived doing it wrong, who made
mistakes, but recovered from them.”
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pulled the belt. If the belt got hooked by the stick, the
person won and he gave him or her twice the amount
that he or she had betted. We saw three people do that
and double their bets. My friend then whispered to me
that he wanted to double his money so that he could buy
more things for himself. I encouraged him because we
had just seen how three people in our presence had got
richer by just placing a stick at the right place. Instead
of starting with a small amount, my friend wanted a big
catch and so, he bet a large amount. I do not remember
the exact amount. At the first attempt, he lost his money.
Then he played the second time and lost again. He then
decided to throw in the towel but some people who
were around him encouraged him to continue with the
game. He reluctantly did so and lost the final bet. He
wanted to protest, but it was futile to do so. The game
was over. Instead of doubling our money, we ended up
borrowing some money for his transport fare to Yola,
from where we then believed that he would find his way
back to Gembu. He left Song penniless and dejected.
The swindlers succeeded in their game on the gullible
youths.
My experience of ATC on the first day was quite
astonishing. People from all over Gongola state came
to a melting pot at the only ATC in the state. Despite
ATC being an Arabic college, it was a mixed school.
Arabic Teachers’ College, Song appeared to us like an
elite school and I think it was not far from it. Many of
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PART FOUR
BACK TO GEMBU
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their disciplines.
In school, I actively participated in press club,
debate club, drama club, and in fact, I was the pioneer
president of Safari Club, a social club midwifed by Mr.
Emmanual Ola. Badminton was my favourite game but I
also attempted goal keeping in soccer. I abandoned goal
keeping in frustration one day after a training session. We
were rehearsing in preparation for inter-class competition,
when a junior student dribbled our defenders and got
close to the goal. He made a move to one side and as I
moved my whole body to that side, he quickly moved to
the opposite direction, smiled and gently passed the ball
into the net. I ignored the spirit of sportsmanship and
just left the goal post empty. My colleagues pleaded that
I return but I resisted saying that I could no longer stand
that type of embarrassment from a junior student. But
this was sport which had nothing to do with seniority.
Under such circumstances, it is easier said than done.
The final year students were preparing for their exit
examination while we were in the fourth year. So, the
management of the school decided to appoint deputy
prefects. There was neither a campaign nor elections, but
everyone knew of those who were likely to make the list
and I happened to be one of them. At one point, the
names were narrowed down to two. Politics of parochial
interest usually played out during the selection of the
deputy head boy. But this time most of the teachers stood
their ground and selected the deputy head boy devoid
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supported by the fact that I was from Borno state and the
grapevine ‘knew’ the mystic powers of the people from
that area.
The picture they painted reminded me of a joke that
we were told by a senior colleague, “Two little boys stole a bag
of oranges from their neighbour and decided to go to a quiet place
to share the loot. One of them suggested the nearby cemetery. As
they jumped across the big gate into the cemetery, two oranges fell out
of the bag behind the gate. They didn’t bother to pick them since
they still had enough in the bag. Few minutes later, a drunkard
on his way from a local bar passed near the cemetery gate and
heard a voice, ‘One for me, one for you; one for me, one for you’.
He immediately ran as fast as he could to an elderly preacher who
walked with the aid of crutches. ‘Your holiness, your holiness, your
holiness, please, come with me; come and witness God and Satan
sharing corpses at the cemetery.’ They both walked to the cemetery
gate and the voice continued, ‘One for me, one for you; one for me,
one for you’. Suddenly the voice stopped counting and said, ‘What
about the two at the gate?’ Even the preacher bolted. He ran almost
past his house, having thrown his crutches at the cemetery gate and
shouting, ‘We are not dead yet!’”
During our final year, a riot broke out between
students of my school and students of Serti, in Gashaka
Local Government Area of Taraba state. Students of
Serti usually came to our school to write the final GCE
examination. Many of them were army barracks boys
and they left no-one in doubt as to what they could
do. Incensed by these boys’ arrogance, the students of
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staff and some charms. After a brief ritual, the rain would
fall around where he stood. After some incantations the
rain would then stop. Is there any explanation for this
phenomenon?
Chigger was an infestation that any child who grew
up in Gembu would have had a fair share of. A small
number of children had their gait altered as a result of
disfigurement from chigger. One never noticed when
the tiny creatures burrowed into the skin, but when it
started to pain or to swell, there was no doubt as to the
cause of the pain/swelling. When it matured in the body,
needles would be used to open the skin to let out the
multitude of white young chiggers as opposed to the
brownish adult chiggers. Usually a deep hole, which often
healed spontaneously, would be left where the chigger
was removed. It is amazing that people hardly visited the
hospital owing to chigger infestation.
The other infestation which was also common was head
lice. These were more or less developmental milestones
in Gembu then. The temperate climate in Gembu was
such that it encouraged children to bathe only once in
a while. In fact, many adults did not take their baths on
a daily basis. That created the necessary conditions for
chigger and lice to attack and to multiply.
There was a local government chairman during the
reign of General Ibrahim Badamosi Babangida (IBB),
Mr. Jonathan D. Nyanbon, who helped in a unique
way to bring succour to the people of Sardauna Local
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PART FIVE
ODYSSEY AT UNIVERSITY OF
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the late Prof. Onyewotu, and Dr. Dili Dogo. The chief
launcher, engineer Bunu Sheriff, was represented by his
younger brother who we admired for his accent and for
his polished English.
During the fundraising ceremony, many things
happened which suggested that, given the opportunity,
many youths will succumb to temptation to keep what
does not belong to them. If students at that level
collected some money for the publication of a magazine
and pretended that they did not, what would happen
tomorrow when such people become leaders and hold
the purse strings?
Seventeen years after we launched the first and second
editions of BOMED magazine, I was invited by BOMSA
as their teacher to write a foreword for the third edition of
BOMED magazine. The first paragraph of the foreword
reads thus,
“When in 1993/94, as the national president of BOMSA, we
produced the second edition of BOMED magazine, and launched
both the first and second editions of the journal; little did I envisage
that I will be requested to write a foreword, 17 years after laying the
foundation for the launching of BOMED medical journal. Truly,
what goes around comes around.”
Two dignitaries who attended the first launch and who
were also present at the third launch were Professor Dili
Dogo (now the provost of CMS) as the chairman of the
occasion and Dr. Mohammed Ghuluze, who had played
the role of master of ceremonies 17 years earlier and who
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friend Musa Halilu. He said that she had the qualities that
I wanted in a woman. I was irritated by his submission
because marriage was the last thing on my mind at that
stage of my life. “Why would I even talk about marriage at
this stage?” I had retorted. In fact, marriage had never
crossed my mind before then. But, as time went by, the
thought kept recurring and one day when my friend Musa
Halilu visited, I summoned courage and told him about
the encounter that I had had with Bapetel Sakaka. He
gave me a positive picture of his sister and corroborated
Bapetel’s assessment. That began my journey to the altar.
When my roommate Dahiru Wachine graduated,
I was alone in my room until students from Sokoto
were absorbed into our college; then a new roommate,
Mohammed Danfulani, joined me. My room was habitable
as I had an old black and white television and a rug carpet
‘inherited’ from my eldest brother. What was lacking was
a refrigerator. After a thrift contribution I went with Sule
Yerima to buy a refrigerator. Because Sule Yerima had two
brothers who were in successful businesses, he had few
financial hiccups while we were in school. He went for a
5 000 naira refrigerator while I could not afford a 4 000
naira refrigerator. What I had on me then was 3 000 naira.
I therefore suggested that we meet my immediate older
brother, Barrister Babagoni Bukar in his chambers, which
were close to where we had seen the prized refrigerator.
As we were going, I was sceptical of getting a 1 000 naira
from him but, when I explained to him, he just smiled
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INTERNSHIP AT SPECIALIST
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“Don’t be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is
an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.”
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NATIONAL YOUTH SERVICE
CORPS AT OGUGU, KOGI STATE
“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most
intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to
change.”
Charles Darwin
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my very eyes.”
By the time that we had stayed for a few months in
Ogugu, we had become idolised. People in the village
often observed every move that we made and interpreted
our actions based on their understanding. Unknown to
us, the villagers had observed that whenever we referred
patients out, what was brought back home were not
patients but corpses. Information then filtered out that
whenever I referred a patient that meant that the condition
was hopeless and therefore there was no need to take the
patient anywhere. Of course, that was far from the truth
because most, if not all of the cases we referred could be
managed at good centres.
I remember a woman who brought her baby in
with a condition that could be managed surgically, but
immediately I mentioned the word referral, the woman
fell to the ground and started yelling. All my subsequent
entreaties fell on deaf ears. I do not know what happened
afterwards. The second case was brought by a vice
principal. When I explained to him the condition of the
baby and that what she needed was a blood transfusion,
he asked me to tell him sincerely if she would survive.
Again, I explained in a language that I believe he
understood. He yielded and took the patient to the centre
but, unfortunately, two days after, her corpse was brought
back to the village. These incidents really put me in a
difficult situation but thank God that I had spent much
of my service year by then.
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SOJOURN AT BAMA GENERAL
HOSPITAL
“If you don’t design your own life plan, chances are you’ll fall into
someone else’s plan. And guess what they have planned for you?
Not much.”
Jim Rohn
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THE FELLOWSHIP TRAINING AT
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“It was celebration galore when the heavens opened and threw you
in the Savannah
A blessed Oasis you are
For you have quenched our thirst for a tertiary health care centre
Yesterday was your birthday
Today is your naming ceremony
During your brief Sojourn on earth, you’ve grown to an enviable
status
At infancy you are the cynosure of the Savannah.
At five you will become the colossus of the region.
And at school age a Mecca of our Kingdom.
As Chinua Achebe would say you have been spotted as a giant the
very day you were born.
Grateful indeed we are to the creator for a precious ‘gift from
heaven’ – The Federal Medical Centre, Gombe.”
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Jain (Osho) when he says, “If you are a parent, open doors to
unknown directions to the child so he can explore. Don’t make him
afraid of the unknown, give him support.” And, “The future,”
said Eleanor Roosevelt, “belongs to those who believe in the
beauty of their dreams.”
If a child wants to be an artist and you support him or
her, he or she is likely to excel in his or her chosen field
and become a celebrity with all the wealth that comes
with it. If on the other hand, as a father, you insist that
the child must be a lawyer, he or she will study law for
you but he or she may never rise beyond average as he or
she has no passion for it except if per chance he or she
develops the passion along the way.
I introduced house officers’ presentations and this
became an eye-opener for us. Some of the things that we
heard during the presentations were new to us. The other
culture that we introduced was valedictory messages by
house officers. We wanted to hear from them how we
had fared as a department, the good things that we were
doing, and the areas that needed improvement. We chose
the last day of their rotation so that, having completed
their stay, they would freely bare their minds without fear
of victimisation.
There were certain policies that we changed based on
the observations that the house officers made in their
valedictory messages, one of which was reporting to work
at 7.30am. One of the house officers, now a consultant,
observed that by civil service rules, work starts at 8am,
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other people’s works and read that they talk about the
poems that they have composed and all that.
Mallam Sani Jauro was an administrative officer then.
He enjoyed my write-ups and he often engaged me in
discussions. When the editorial board of the FMCG
news bulletin was to be constituted, he ensured that my
name was included as a member. I was later appointed
the chairman when the pioneer chairman of the editorial
board, Dr. U.H Pindiga left. I was very uncomfortable
with that position, as I was only a junior registrar. But
I thank providence that we continued without much
difficulty until I left FMCG after my final fellowship
examination.
When I was about to go for my final examination
of the West African College of Surgeons, I had one
reservation. I was not competent in performing a vaginal
hysterectomy (an operation to remove the womb through
the birth canal) and I did not want to be a laughing stock
after I had crossed the Rubicon. My decision then was
that even if I passed the examination, I would not apply
for a consultant appointment until I was convinced of
my competence in vaginal hysterectomy.
As fate would have it, I had a problem with one of my
cases. The examiner had asked me to alter certain aspects
of my management but instead I changed the case to a
similar one, rather than making alterations as that would
amount to panel beating. Immediately the examiner saw
me, he shouted down on me and queried why I had
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for over one year but who had not been asked to pack
out of their quarters. The letter, dated 27th August 2007,
FMCG/SP/038/V/II/151, was signed by a low-cadre
administrative staffer. I then met a TMS with the letter but
he told me that he had not directed anyone to write me
that letter. He added that I should find out from another
TMS who handled accommodation matters. When I
showed the letter to the other TMS, he also said that he
did not know anything about the letter. He then met the
first TMS and they had a discussion to which I was not
privy. When the second TMS came, he told me that he
would call the signatory to the letter to find out who had
directed him to write the letter. Logically, the directive
should come from one of the two TMS I discussed with.
The second TMS later told me that when he quizzed the
signatory to the letter, the latter could only mutter. The
conclusion then was that the directive must have come
from someone superior to all of them. But that was just a
presumption and I do not like to work on presumptions.
I like hard facts.
Presumption often leaves tears of regret behind, as
illustrated in a story that I got somewhere but which I
cannot remember the source of. The story goes thus: “A
dog was so faithful that a woman could leave her baby with it and
go out to attend to other matters. She always returned to find the
child soundly asleep with the dog faithfully watching over him. One
day something tragic happened. The woman, as usual, left the baby
in the ‘hands’ of this faithful dog and went out shopping. When she
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returned, she discovered rather a nasty scene; there was a total mess,
the baby’s cot was mangled, his nappies and cloth torn to shreds with
bloodstains all over the bedroom where she had left the dog and the
child. Shocked, the woman wailed as she began looking for the baby.
Suddenly, she saw the faithful dog emerging from under the bed. It
was covered with blood and was licking its mouth as if it had just
finished a delicious meal. The woman went berserk and assumed
that the dog had devoured her baby. Without much thought she
beat the dog to death with a wood. But as she continued searching
for the ‘remains’ of her child, she beheld another scene. Close to the
bed was the baby who, although it was lying on the bare floor, was
safe and under the bed the body of a snake torn to pieces in what
must have been a fierce battle between it and the dog, which was now
dead. Then reality dawned on the woman who began to understand
what had really taken place in her absence. The dog had fought to
protect the baby from the ravenous snake. It was too late for her
now to make amends because, in her impatience and anger, she
had killed the faithful dog. This is called the sin of presumption:
Presuming things without taking the trouble to find out exactly
what the situation really is.” For me, I took time to find out
what had really happened and my presumption, though
logical, was not based on hard facts. But Maya Angelou
has said in simple words that, “I’ve learned that people will
forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will
never forget how you made them feel.”
Among the six consultants in FMCG, none has the
National College Fellowship. Therefore, choosing a topic
for my dissertation and how to go about preparing the
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cool down and said that the brakes would pick up. So that
was exactly what happened.
When we continued our journey down the hill, it was
purposefully slow in the real sense of it. No-one was
prepared for a repeat of what had happened. Anyone who
knows the hill will testify to the fact that we came within
a whisker of death. It was not until we got to Jalingo, the
Taraba state capital, that it dawned on me how lucky we
were because the brake failure had occurred around one
of the most dangerous bends on the biyu da sisi hill named
Kogin Salihu. The other sharpest points on this road are
found at Konan Dram and Tungan Ahmadu at the last
point to the plateau. The flashback that I had that night
reminded me of a story that I had read in Readers Digest
in the 90s on how a man who went yachting one evening
almost ended up having his yacht capsized following an
ocean wave. He then wrote, and I concur, “That was when
I realised how fragile life could be.”
I recollect with satisfaction an encounter that I had
with a staffer of United Bank for Africa, Gombe branch
while in FMCG. One morning, I went to cash 20 000 naira
from my savings account. I was handed over a bundle of
the amount that I requested. I did not bother to count the
money because I was in a hurry. On reaching home, after
closing from work, I counted the money and found that
it was 25 000 naira in a bundle that was supposed to be
20 000 naira. I recounted and gave it to my wife to count
again. The amount was 25 000 naira. The following day,
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THE JOURNEY TO YOLA
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lecturer to wrest the award from Prof Khalil. But for me,
I was ready to give it a try.
Not long after I had joined the university, my clinic
room became the favourite rendezvous for students, same
with ward rounds and all other academic activities. I then
realised that there was something probably that they liked
about the way that I do things. So, I continuously improve
on my teaching skills. I learn from every opportunity
– print and electronic media, seminars, workshops,
conferences, social media, interactions with people from
different walks of life etc., and I bring all these to bear
in my encounters with students. When I prepare for
medical student lectures, I do that as if I was preparing
for postgraduate lectures. I consult as many textbooks
and as much literature as I can find, such that when you
pick my lectures you will find nearly all of the essentials.
My preparation for lectures is not really that
different from that of a sportsman who is rehearsing
for a competition. For me, there is really not much
difference between a sportsman and a lecturer or any
other professional for that matter as the world is all
about competition and excellence. When you want to
achieve excellence in any field, you have to prepare like
a prospective Olympic medallist because, for a lecturer,
teaching is the game and excellence should be what
lecturers aspire to.
When I was at FMCG, what I enjoyed most was my
clinical practice. But when I joined the university I realised
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that you cannot change, you must either swallow them whole or leave
them alone.” But if one is not careful, one will end up with
what Franklin D. Roosevelt said, “It’s a terrible thing to look
over your shoulder when you are trying to lead and find no-one
there.”
I have learned that no leadership position is trivial as
long as one wants to make a difference in the lives of
people. I have seen the beauty in identifying promising
subordinates and in devolution of responsibility. But
this becomes more beautiful when you set standards and
monitor the activities of those who you have delegated
responsibilities to. I agree with the view of US writer and
publisher Elbert Hubbard that, “It is a fine thing to have
ability, but the ability to discover ability in others is the true test.”
Reward those who have performed and sanction those
who err. Listening to gossip and surrounding oneself
with hypocrites are sure ways to failure for a leader.
Another way to a woeful failure is to create sacred cows
or ‘untouchables’. You are likely to get the co-operation
of your colleagues when everybody knows that there is a
level playing ground for all.
Some of the things that I hate with passion are
injustice and insincerity. But I have learned that as you go
up the ladder, you will see many more of these attitudes,
and that you just must learn to live with certain things
that you cannot change in people.
If you have subordinates who are insincere, what do
you do with them? At a certain stage you can influence
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TRIBUTE TO MY PARENTS
“You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you
are to them.”
Desmond Tutu
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him to be so treated.
My half-brother Shettima and I took off to Gembu
the next day. No matter how high the speed of the car,
to me it was slow because all that I wanted was just to see
my ailing father. We travelled through the day and spent
the night at Jalingo, the capital of Taraba state. The next
day, we set out to Gembu.
On reaching Gembu, we went straight to the General
Hospital, Gembu where we met our father in a stable
condition. The next stop was the office of the principal
medical officer where we requested for his discharge as
we would be travelling to Maiduguri the next day. Our
request was granted and my father was discharged on
28th August 1997. I told my father that we had taken a
decision that he would no longer return to Gembu after
the treatment. My brothers had taken that decision at the
meeting that we held before we set out to Gembu.
On our way to Maiduguri, we stopped over at Jimeta,
Adamawa state, and spent the night at Lelewal Hotel. We
arrived at Maiduguri the next day and my father spent the
night at my eldest brother’s house. When my immediate
older brother, Barrister Babagoni Bukar, visited, the first
statement that my father made after an exchange of
pleasantries was, “You should co-operate with one another and
maintain the spirit of brotherhood.”
After spending some days following admission at the
University of Maiduguri Teaching Hospital, my father was
discharged. His house in Gwoza had been refurbished
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MEETING MY WIFE
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THE BIRTH OF RECIPE FOR
SUCCESSFUL RESIDENCY
TRAINING
“Give them pleasure. The same pleasure they have when they wake
up from a nightmare.”
Alfred Hitchcock
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PART FIFTEEN
THE DARK DAYS
“Life is difficult. And the rule is to thank God it is so. If it was all
fluffy and easy we wouldn’t be tested, tried, forged in the fire of life.
We wouldn’t grow or learn or change, or have a chance to rise above
ourselves. If life were a series of lovely days, we’d soon get bored.
If there was no rain, then there wouldn’t be any feeling of great joy
when it finally stopped and we could go to the beach. If it was all
easy we couldn’t get stronger.”
Richard Templar
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the driver and I told him, Karamci ward. He said that the
report should be in the police station that covers where
the driver’s place of abode is. He then asked me some
questions which embarrassingly I could not provide the
answers to. I did not know the full name of the driver,
and the car’s number plate. Luckily, we had signed an
agreement with the driver before I had released the car to
him. The signing of the agreement had been witnessed
by Mailafiya and Danyabu. We then went home and got
the particulars of the car. My brother, being a lawyer,
then volunteered to report the case to the police while I
went back to the hospital.
On Friday, 2nd March 2012 my brother met me in
the office and said that he had reported the case to the
police. I asked him for the evidence and he said that they
had only done a recording but that they had not given
any document. I couldn’t understand that, but I was told
that that was how the system worked.
That same day, Friday, I called Baide’s line, it rang but
there was no response. Mailafiya and I were in constant
touch but there was nothing forthcoming about the
whereabouts of Baide. I began to suspect that Baide
had gone with my car outside Maiduguri and had had an
accident on the way which was against our agreement.
My suspicion was heightened when Mailafiya called to
tell me that they had gone to nearby police stations in
neighbouring villages but that they could not see the car.
I called Mailafiya the following day, which was Friday,
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and he said that they had looked for Baide but could
not find him and that they were planning to come to
the mortuary to check. I told him that I would check
the mortuary in UMTH while he checked that of the
Specialist Hospital. Records at UMTH mortuary revealed
that no corpse had been brought from outside on
Thursday and up to the time I went on Friday. According
to Mailafiya, there was no record of any corpse deposited
at the Specialist Hospital on Thursday or Friday at the
time that he had visited.
I called my brother and asked him to meet me on
Sunday so that we could get someone to take us to Baide’s
house. On Sunday morning, we went to Orji Quarters
where we explained to Abdul Usman what had happened
and we requested that he should take us to Mailafiya’s
house. Abdul was the one who had introduced Mailafiya
to my eldest brother. So, my assumption was that he
would know Mailafiya’s house but surprisingly he didn’t.
Abdul was also of the belief that Baide had probably
gone into hiding because something had happened to my
car.
I then left my car in front of Alhaji Usman’s house and
we drove in Abdul’s car to the rendezvous of taxi drivers
in Anguwan Hausawa ward. Abdul alighted and asked the
drivers individually and in small groups if anyone knew
the whereabouts of Baide but none of them knew. But
when he asked them of Mailafiya he was told that he just
left not long before we came. Abdul then called Mailafiya
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suggested.
“No,” he had said firmly. “We don’t do like that here.”
“Where were you arrested?” he added.
“We were not arrested,” I explained.
I went further to explain what had happened. We
were then asked to go to the next room. Before I entered
the room, I made a call to my older brother who is a
lawyer. I told him about the unfolding drama. He said
that unfortunately with JTF there was nothing that they
could do. He advised that I contact my CEO who could
intervene at their level. I immediately put a call through
to the CEO and told him that they had said that I would
have to remain in Barub Barracks. The CEO was mad
about it and said that he would contact a director who
would talk to the JTF commander. Coincidentally, I had
only got the CEO’s number from my H.O.D about 24
hours earlier.
A military man then came to me and said that they
did not allow phone calls there and he asked why I was
making a call. I told him that I was not aware that calls
were not permitted there. So, he collected our phones
and asked us to sit outside. Meanwhile the CSO and the
PRO were not allowed entry into the barracks; thus they
did not know what was going on.
When it was evening we were called in and told to
remove our wrist watches and shoes. We did that and
then returned to the bench outside. While we were there,
we saw many people tied to pillars, with some facing the
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Carnegie, Andrew 89
Carnegie, Dale 153
Carson, Dr. Ben 30, 282
Central Bank 114
Chama, Prof. C. M. 242
Chaplin, Charlie 314
Chase, James Hadley 115
Chigger 113
Child education 30
Childhood 37, 38, 51, 55, 60, 62, 67, 70
Children 44, 47, 49, 52, 56, 66, 68, 69, 71, 263
Churchill, Winston 253
College of Medical Sciences 125
College of Medicine 127
Community Bank 161
Community health officer 168
Consultant 185, 197, 204, 205, 207, 211, 212, 214, 225,
242, 246, 289
Corper doctor 160
Dahiru, Dr. Adamu 20, 222, 225
Danburam, Dr. Ali 221, 225
Dana, John Cotton 229
Dark days 317
Darwin, Charles 151
Dawson, Christopher 115
Dogo, Professor Dili 131, 132, 231, 246, 247
Eid El fitr 69, 110
Eid El Kabir Sallah 69, 111
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Garuwa 60
Gashaka Local Government Area 48, 83, 86
Gates, Bill 293
Gatugel, Hamidu 81
Gembu 17, 18, 38, 40, 45, 46, 49, 51, 58, 59, 65, 66, 69,
70, 71, 72, 75, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 84, 85, 86, 89,
90, 91, 92, 95, 97, 102, 104, 106, 110, 111, 113, 114,
121, 122, 123, 125, 127, 128, 144, 147, 155, 215,
216, 222, 261, 262, 265, 268, 269, 272, 279, 280,
281, 282
Girei, Abubakar Usman 70
Green, Robert 101, 230
Goggo 275
Goleman, Daniel 271
Gombe 19, 20, 21, 33, 104, 174, 179, 183, 201, 215, 217,
247, 248, 291
Gombe, Dr. Ali 183, 185, 193, 194, 201, 291
Gongola state 57, 75, 76, 80, 81, 82, 103
Good Samaritan 44, 45, 157
Gracian, Baltasar 208, 239
Guduf 20, 257
Guduf, Dr. 191, 206
Guinness Book of Records 60
Gunshot 302, 308
Gwaja 260
Gwoza 17, 18, 90, 91, 102, 125, 259
Ha’ram day 61
Habib, Alkali Mohammed Tijjani 18, 261
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Jos 145
Jos University Teaching Hospital 185, 190
Kaduna 188
Kano 145, 147, 151
Kanuri 109, 262
Kara, Ahmed 123, 124, 127, 201
Kara, Babale 83, 84
Karimu, Alkali 40, 42, 45, 47
Kashim Ibrahim Hall 279
Katsina-Ala 155
Keller, Helen 221
Kennedy, John F. 317
Khalil, Professor 232
Kilba 281
Kizaya, Dr. Donatus 9, 183, 184, 185, 187, 205
Kodiya, Dr. A. M. 9, 130, 203, 245, 317
Kukah, Matthew Hassan 34, 234
Kumba 257
Kunta kinte 41
Laboratory 157, 160
Labour 158, 177
Lagos 160, 161, 170, 188, 189, 266, 294
Lamartine de Alphonse 315
Lamido’s palace 76
Lecturer 196, 232, 233, 234
Lee, Bruce 37
Leme 269
Lincoln, Abraham 226
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Mayun, Dr. Ahmed 20, 125, 127, 214, 229, 231, 232
Mazrui, Ali 45
Mecca 77, 187, 265
Medical and Dental Consultants’ Association of Nigeria
(MDCAN) 239
Medical officers 222, 271
Medical Partnership Initiative in Nigeria 294
Medical student 158, 232
Michika Local Government Area 82
Mileski, Dr. 144
Modibbo Adama College, University of Maiduguri, Yola
campus 125
Modibbo, Ibrahim 105, 106, 121
Mohammed, Dr. Ibrahim S. 20
Montaigne, Michel de 279
MOPOL 71
Mother 40, 41, 46, 62, 63, 64
Mother-in-law 56, 281, 284
Msheliza, Dr. 19, 184, 188
Mubi 102, 260, 268
Muktar, Umar 82, 222
Mumuye 60
Murphy, Edward 48
Musa, Alhaji Song 77, 78, 79, 86
Muslim Student Society 105
Mustapha, Dr. Zainab 144, 145
Nagarjuna 46
Nakowa Specialist Hospital 174
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NAFDAC 66
National Assembly Clinic, Abuja 20
National Eye Centre, Kaduna 188
National Postgraduate Medical College 208, 247, 253
National Youth Service Corp 284
Neurosurgeons 31
Ngemda 56
Nguroje 280
Nin, Anais 286
Nostradamus 97, 98
Nurul-Ulum Primary School 54, 63
Nyanbon, Jonathan D. 113, 114
Nziga 257
Obama, Barack 29, 31, 200
Obstetrics and gynaecology 183, 198, 206, 237
Ogugu 19, 32, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 162, 164, 165, 166,
167, 168, 169, 284
Ojebode, Dr. Ayo 10, 29
Okolie, Dr. Henry 208
Okpo 155, 166
Okpo Cottage Hospital 153
Olubenga, Dr. Aina 174, 274
Omigbodun, Professor A. 188
Onuaha, Mr. Sylvanus 169
Onyewotu, Professor 131
Optometrist 152
Osuwagau, Reverend Sister (Dr.) 156, 166, 167
Parents 51, 196, 197, 215, 257, 258, 266, 276, 280, 281
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Usman, Dr. (Mrs.) Hadiza A. 132, 242, 317
Usman, Dr. Abdulrahman 173
Vaginal hysterectomy 202, 205
Varma, Professor 127
Wakil, Dr. Mercy 145
Warabe 21, 257, 258
Watts, Alan 317
West Africa College of Surgeons 195, 202
West African Fellowship 253
Western education 33, 82,266,267,268
Wife 19, 33, 155, 165, 166, 167, 174, 175, 178, 179, 194,
201, 215, 216, 224, 230, 237, 259, 281, 284, 285,
312, 314, 317
World Health Organisation 33
World Medical Association 167
Wukari Local Government Area 82
Wuro Ardo Primary School 57
Yahaya, Dr. U.R. 200, 204
Yawo 59, 264
Yerima, Dr. 20
Yerima, Sule 129, 135, 139, 151, 152, 174, 184, 190, 214,
216, 218, 273
Yola 20, 33, 75, 76, 80, 84, 85, 86, 208, 209, 222, 223, 224,
225, 284
Yousafzai, Malala 30
Yusuf, Alhaji Imam 76, 84
Zalidva 264
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Zara 262
Zari 257
Zigler, Zig 241,285
Zubairu, Alhaji Ndotti 97
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