June 8, 2023
June 8, 2023
AGNES TINUOLA IFATUROTI : A TRIBUTE OF THE IFATUROTI FAMILY
——-at the Service of Songs hosted by Fadeke and Rotimi on May 26 2023 in the Chapel at The University of Maryland, College Park, MD USA.
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen.
My name is Olufemi Ifaturoti. I am honored to have been called upon to say a few words about the life and times of the late Mrs Agnes Tinuola Ifaturoti from the perspective of the Ifaturoti family of Ijesaland.
Believe me or not, it is not a task I would have wished for, for fear of betraying emotions here in public, that could be generated from reminiscences of my personal relationship with her. Yet the lot has fallen on me as the eldest Ifaturoti living here in North America.Trust me, it would have been my wish to sit down comfortably as you all, and listen to another person do justice to the subject matter.
Consequently, if you should find me going outside my brief to dwell on my personal interactions with her during her lifetime, I ask for your forgiveness .
The Chroniclers have it that MOMMI, as we all fondly called my departed Aunt Mrs. Agnes Tinuola ifaturoti came into our noble family formally and officially on August 23 1954 with the celebration of her holy matrimony to my my late Uncle Ezekiel Adekunle Ifaturoti , an Ijesa Prince and illustrious Nigerian.
I particularly recall the 60s Lagos, Nigeria, and both our nuclear families frequently exchanged visits and boat picnics. As a matter of fact, my own most memorable moments with her and her children my cousins Gbola, Debisi, and Fadeke, (the ‘first three’ Kike, Toun and Sinmi were late arrivals), when I had to be dropped every Friday morning at their home so DADDI would coach Debisi and I in preparation for the Common Entrance examinations into Government secondary schools. Needless to say, beyond the academics, I so much relished the company, fun and games I shared with my cousins. Mommy pampered me so profoundly that I sometimes felt a slight reluctance whenever I heard the sound of my father’s car outside in the driveway on Sunday afternoon arriving to pick me up back home.
More importantly was my discovery that their home was where I met several previously unknown distant relatives who had journeyed all the way from our hometown Ilesa to visit and to seek some form of help, favor, solution or the other. Some of them I was delighted to get to know and cherish from then on, and others I never saw again till this day. The point here is that at all times, DADDI as the family patriarch, ( and by extension, MOMMI ) threw the doors of their home open so wide to all shades of persons, whether related to us or not.
When in mid 1968 it had become imminent that DADDI was going to retire from public service and settle in the hometown, not a few of us pondered upon how MOMMI and, indeed the family were going to cope with the transition from the comfort of 38 Queens Drive Ikoyi, Lagos to the then rural Ilesa!. However, those who entertained concerns over this impending move, predicated upon MOMMI’s Elba ancestry were in for a shock! For indeed, she quickly settled down to life amongst the ‘locales’ by immediately enrolling as a schoolteacher at Methodist High School Ilesa on the first working day in January 1969 where she would later remain in diligent teaching service for the next TEN years until her retirement in 1979. Quite remarkably, in those ten years she had become fully entrenched in life as not just an Ijesa wife, but actually an IJESA WOMAN! I am not sure whether she eventually got to speak the language with the proficiency and fluency one would expect of an indigene, but she certainly understood the Ijesa fully well and I had seen her express it, even if jocularly, a number of times., ( with her trade mark Egba intonation of course) .
MOMMI later became a reference point on integration. So deep was she into our(her) people that she was:
-Member, YWCA Ilesa Branch
-Member, Ilesa Marriage Council
-Member, Juvenile Court Panel for 6 years ( 1977-1983)
-Matron of 3 Associations at Otapete Methodist Church ,
-and so on…
MOMMI loved her late husband unconditionally and with profound fervor, and at the same time enjoyed excellent relationships with members of the Ifaturoti family far and near . It is a notorious fact that the expression; “extended family “ did not exist in the dictionary of my late Uncle who treated all our relations if they were all one single nuclear family. He was a notable unifying factor. MOMMI imbibed this attribute so tremendously that 14 years after her husband ’s departure she continued in those acts of caring and compassion which in turn have not only endeared them to her, but also invoked their sense of gratitude.
Dear MOMMI, I have the mandate of the entire Ifaturotis , “n’ile ati l’oko”, to thank you for allowing us to know you and love you during your sojourn on this earth. You were indeed a blessing thus, even as we hope that we had been a blessing to you also .
Now as you embark upon this final journey, may your path be smooth and your journey seamless. May the Angels welcome you with garlands at the pearly gateway of Heaven.
Bye for now!
Olufemi A. Ifaturoti Sr
Gaithersburg,MD.
USA
——-at the Service of Songs hosted by Fadeke and Rotimi on May 26 2023 in the Chapel at The University of Maryland, College Park, MD USA.
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen.
My name is Olufemi Ifaturoti. I am honored to have been called upon to say a few words about the life and times of the late Mrs Agnes Tinuola Ifaturoti from the perspective of the Ifaturoti family of Ijesaland.
Believe me or not, it is not a task I would have wished for, for fear of betraying emotions here in public, that could be generated from reminiscences of my personal relationship with her. Yet the lot has fallen on me as the eldest Ifaturoti living here in North America.Trust me, it would have been my wish to sit down comfortably as you all, and listen to another person do justice to the subject matter.
Consequently, if you should find me going outside my brief to dwell on my personal interactions with her during her lifetime, I ask for your forgiveness .
The Chroniclers have it that MOMMI, as we all fondly called my departed Aunt Mrs. Agnes Tinuola ifaturoti came into our noble family formally and officially on August 23 1954 with the celebration of her holy matrimony to my my late Uncle Ezekiel Adekunle Ifaturoti , an Ijesa Prince and illustrious Nigerian.
I particularly recall the 60s Lagos, Nigeria, and both our nuclear families frequently exchanged visits and boat picnics. As a matter of fact, my own most memorable moments with her and her children my cousins Gbola, Debisi, and Fadeke, (the ‘first three’ Kike, Toun and Sinmi were late arrivals), when I had to be dropped every Friday morning at their home so DADDI would coach Debisi and I in preparation for the Common Entrance examinations into Government secondary schools. Needless to say, beyond the academics, I so much relished the company, fun and games I shared with my cousins. Mommy pampered me so profoundly that I sometimes felt a slight reluctance whenever I heard the sound of my father’s car outside in the driveway on Sunday afternoon arriving to pick me up back home.
More importantly was my discovery that their home was where I met several previously unknown distant relatives who had journeyed all the way from our hometown Ilesa to visit and to seek some form of help, favor, solution or the other. Some of them I was delighted to get to know and cherish from then on, and others I never saw again till this day. The point here is that at all times, DADDI as the family patriarch, ( and by extension, MOMMI ) threw the doors of their home open so wide to all shades of persons, whether related to us or not.
When in mid 1968 it had become imminent that DADDI was going to retire from public service and settle in the hometown, not a few of us pondered upon how MOMMI and, indeed the family were going to cope with the transition from the comfort of 38 Queens Drive Ikoyi, Lagos to the then rural Ilesa!. However, those who entertained concerns over this impending move, predicated upon MOMMI’s Elba ancestry were in for a shock! For indeed, she quickly settled down to life amongst the ‘locales’ by immediately enrolling as a schoolteacher at Methodist High School Ilesa on the first working day in January 1969 where she would later remain in diligent teaching service for the next TEN years until her retirement in 1979. Quite remarkably, in those ten years she had become fully entrenched in life as not just an Ijesa wife, but actually an IJESA WOMAN! I am not sure whether she eventually got to speak the language with the proficiency and fluency one would expect of an indigene, but she certainly understood the Ijesa fully well and I had seen her express it, even if jocularly, a number of times., ( with her trade mark Egba intonation of course) .
MOMMI later became a reference point on integration. So deep was she into our(her) people that she was:
-Member, YWCA Ilesa Branch
-Member, Ilesa Marriage Council
-Member, Juvenile Court Panel for 6 years ( 1977-1983)
-Matron of 3 Associations at Otapete Methodist Church ,
-and so on…
MOMMI loved her late husband unconditionally and with profound fervor, and at the same time enjoyed excellent relationships with members of the Ifaturoti family far and near . It is a notorious fact that the expression; “extended family “ did not exist in the dictionary of my late Uncle who treated all our relations if they were all one single nuclear family. He was a notable unifying factor. MOMMI imbibed this attribute so tremendously that 14 years after her husband ’s departure she continued in those acts of caring and compassion which in turn have not only endeared them to her, but also invoked their sense of gratitude.
Dear MOMMI, I have the mandate of the entire Ifaturotis , “n’ile ati l’oko”, to thank you for allowing us to know you and love you during your sojourn on this earth. You were indeed a blessing thus, even as we hope that we had been a blessing to you also .
Now as you embark upon this final journey, may your path be smooth and your journey seamless. May the Angels welcome you with garlands at the pearly gateway of Heaven.
Bye for now!
Olufemi A. Ifaturoti Sr
Gaithersburg,MD.
USA