A REPORT ON AMOS SIMONS WEDDING- dont read this until you have time to read every thing The Reunion I am glad to give a report of the weeding-cum ADSS little reunion thru this medium. We had used the same medium to announce the intention of some ADSS Alumni (especially set ’90) to use the opportunity of Amos Simon’s wedding to have a little re-union. But when the day came there were so many odds against my going for the wedding but I determined not to miss it. I left Otukpo for Akwanga almost 4pm. After a hectic journey, I arrived Akwanga by 9:26pm. The first person I saw was Jonathan Osagie. He was waiting at the hotel gate to receive me. Jonathan had not changed much. He has only put on some weight but he was still hilarious and full of humour. The one time clandestine Jonathan is now pastor/ evangelist – how people change! Jonathan led me to Blessing Agbo’s room who was waiting to receive us. Blessing had changed significantly. If I had not met Blessing earlier in the year, I might not have recognized her. The tiny black beauty was now big and robust. But one thing soon gave her identity up – the open teeth was still there. Also waiting with Blessing was Stephen Ojehomon who had not changed much. The characteristic protruding tummy had grown even bigger. We used to call him businessman bele. Stephen is living true to his pet name- he is now a business man with a bigger tummy. Next to come in was Yunana Andrew. Yunana had come with his look-alike wife. They were alike in every respect- both were dark, robust, pointed nose and looking happy. Yunana was the same smallish noisy fellow, talking at the top of his voice. With this number in the house, Jonathan Osagie led us through discussions on various issues, ranging from a recall of life in school over 24 years back, to networking among old friends. We also passed on the baton to Stephen who is yet to find a mate. This took us late in the night as we anticipated the arrival the following morning of other friends. Saturday morning, the 25th day of October came bright and promising. Jonathan quickly arranged breakfast. I wondered how he came from Benin to become land lord in Akwanga. But he was no doubt in charge. He had rallied us all by phone to come for this wedding and he seemed to be morally responsible for our up keep. But he forgot we were all grown-ups now. Soon Amos Simon came in at about 8:33 am and we all rose to receive him. Only two things had changed about Amos – he was taller and calm. But he was still the same cantankerous Amos. Then Jonathan threw a riddle- he asked who could tell the one thing that never changed about Amos. Everyone was caught by surprise and there was no answer until Jonathan himself solved the riddle. Jonathan pointed out how Amos was still putting on his T-shirt inside-out. That was Amos for you! Other old students arrived in the morning of wedding. These include pastor Audi Yaro, Augustine Izedomen An Update on Lami Patrick Discussions continued until I asked a question which I felt I should never have asked. I asked Amos to tell us the update on the where-abouts of Lami Patrick. Amos had promised us in September that he would get information on Lami and let us know. But when I asked the question, Amos went blank. There was silence everywhere. And after about a minute, Amos said Lami was no more. We all shouted at the top of our voices. And there was yet another minute or so of silence. Amos said he had not told us since because he did not know how to break the news. The news of Lami’s death killed our tempo and all discussions ceased as we prepared for the wedding. The Wedding Proper I had posted on facebook earlier what took Amos so long to announce his wedding but when I saw the wedding, I soon got the answer. The wedding was simply a one-in-town wedding. It was like a “Who-is-who” event. The church was full to capacity. It was a rally of choristers- choirs from various congregations took turns to sit and came out to sing as there was no room for all of them. The legion of photographers made things worse for the viewers as they would not let any view of the couple spill to the us. Everything was good and beautiful. The bride was one in town. She was clean, calm, robust and stainless. No wonder it took my friend Amos this many years to find her. The groom was all smiles and he had every reason to be. The high point of the wedding was the colourful display by the groom in conducting the mass choir and the entire audience through Handell’s “Halleluyah” anthem. Even the receiption was beyond description. The high table was a conference of its own. It was more like the corona where Amos was the king and Mary was the queen. The Convocation square of College of Education Akwanga was parked full
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