A Sunday evening, it was. I walked into a barbing saloon in the sireene embres of Rantya Jos. In the shop, sat an old man whom I humbly greeted. Some careless minutes after, Politics crept into the discussion ongoing in the shop.
It was about the first tenure of Governor Simon Bako Lalong. Analysts both armchair and prolific ones, were dissecting the administration. Who made the aura hospitable, a young man asked. The old man who sat quietly all the while the discussion was going on, cleared his throat and said John Dafaan comes to his mind when he remembers Lalong’s first administration.
WHEN JOHN DAFAAN WAS CHIEF OF STAFF , the old man said. This phrasal clause drew my attention and cut my curiosity, to listen to what the old man had to say. He was a master builder, a situation manager, a humble ally and a bridge connecting government with the youths, the old man submitted.
Government house was hospitable for the youths and accommodative for anyone who visited it, the old papa continued. I have no idea of what it is now, because I have stopped going there. Yaro na, referring to me, the papa said, if only you had the idea of what I’m saying, I mean when the Dafaan was chief of staff.
On the occasion of your birthday Chief, I join millions of Plateau youths to say happy birthday sir. I have admired you from afar and when I had the opportunity to talk with you one on one, I realised you’re a widely read historian and an astute diplomat. Continue to shoulder the youths, Chief who is chiefly. Happy birthday sir.
HARGANAAN THE UNCOMFORTABLE TRUTH
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