Ezechila of the Redeemed Christian Church of God who lost his life
alongside his two children and two others on their way home from the
church’s monthly Holy Ghost vigil last week. She shares her ordeal with KEMI LANRE-AREMU and TOLUWANI ENIOLA.
around 7am. He said, “Where are you, Sister Vivian?” I told him I was
at home. He then asked me who among my children accompanied my husband
to the Redemption Camp. I told him two of my children— Peculiar, 12, and
Chibuike, 14. I asked him if all was well. He said yes. After the call,
I was disturbed because anytime my husband went to the camp; he usually
came back home around 5 or 6am. I had been calling his number but it
was not going through.
comfortable with the questions our pastor asked me on the telephone. I
asked her to call our church member in Ojota to know if my husband and
two children were in Ojota. The fellow told us there was an accident at
Ojota. We then asked who was involved. He said my husband, my two sons
with some other church members — one old woman and our neighbour’s
crying. I tried to console her. We had just woken up from sleep. A
family friend went to Ojota Bus Stop and saw the wreckage. We were told
that a truck conveying a container fell on their bus. The fellow was
there when they brought the crane to lift the container off the damaged
bus my husband, our two children and others were travelling in.
Friday. He was at the camp. I told him that because of the Badoo
killings in Ikorodu, he should not come home very early as he usually
did. I asked him to stay around till 5 or 6am before leaving the camp.
He asked me if there was any riot in any place. I said no. He said I
should forget about the cult matter and not entertain any fear. He
assured me that since he was coming from a church of God, there was
nothing to worry about. I was told he left the camp around 3am. That was
the last discussion I had with him.
they apprehended his motor boy. They conveyed the container to a police
station with the truck. The motor boy is still in police custody. My
brother-in-law asked the policemen to provide the number plate of the
truck and trace the owner since they refused to reach out to us. The
police initially refused giving it out. They later gave him the
to many people. If I should talk about him, you may not believe what he
had done. He was a peaceful man. In the church and town meetings, he was
very popular because of his good deeds. He was 52. Since this happened
to me, I have not been able to sleep. I miss him a lot.
numbers, telling me not to be weary. They said he had finished his race.
I asked them, “What about my two young children who died? Have they
finished their race too just like that?”
death, most especially that of the police and the owner of the
container, is too bad. Even if you kill somebody’s goat, you have to
look for the owner of the goat. They have wasted the life of my husband
and two sons and left me in tears, pain and sorrow. How much will I
collect from them to compensate for my loss? Nothing can compensate for
my loss. How can you be in possession of somebody’s corpses from 8am
till 9pm? It is sheer wickedness. I am sure they were planning to go and
dump their corpses somewhere and say they were criminals.
trucks and containers. They have wasted many lives. How can a truck
carry a container without clipping or chaining it? If the containers
were tightly held to the truck, They won’t fall off. The government
should repair a failed portion of the Ojota road. When you are coming
from Mowe/Ibafo and you go through Ojota, there is a sharp bend linking
the express just by the pedestrian bridge. Many lives have been wasted
on that spot. When they constructed the BRT lane, it affected the road
which is now too narrow. One container fell off a truck same spot two
days before my husband’s death and killed a man and three children. If
they don’t address that, another disaster may happen there.
My son could have survived if help came in time — Daniel’s father
State on Thursday. When I got home on Friday, I asked my wife where
Daniel was. She told me he went to the camp with our neighbour, Pastor
Ezechila. Daniel was a friend of the pastor’s son. I said no problem
because it was not the first time he would be going with them to the
camp to pray.
Lagos on Saturday, July 8 in the morning. I got a call from my wife
asking me if I heard about an accident that happened that morning. She
told me our neighbour who took Daniel to church had an accident along
the way. I called her back to ascertain the nature of the accident. She
said a truck fell on their bus. I concluded immediately that they were
dead. She asked me not to repeat that again that they were not dead. I
was so confused. I didn’t even know how I got home. At home, I met my
wife praying for them not to die.
on Wednesday when I went to cut my hair. I told him he would go to my
brother’s place in Lekki to spend his holiday. He was happy. My wife was
going to attend a programme too. He was my only son. I have two girls.
is shocking. He just finished his examinations, going to Jss2. It is so
unfortunate. During the administration of former governor Babatunde
Fashola, I remember they banned trucks from plying some routes and they
gave them time to operate. I see no reason why that law should not be
enforced. My son would have survived if there was an efficient emergency
response. The injuries were minor. I think they bled to death. Our
government should address that.