ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Bashir Teniola. We will remember him forever.
Posted by Olaide Olajide Shittu on February 26, 2021
Bashir Teniola we your (ADCIOSA) classmates are going to miss your cheerful smiles and your heart of gold. Your dearest voice that we could not hold and that your beautiful soul in the garden of rest. This world is just a stage where all of us (men and women) are players. Bashir Teniola (Tenifold) may your SOUL rest in peace.             
Posted by Rashid O on February 26, 2021
Bashiru Alade Teniola (Bash Ten) as you were also favouritely called. We became close friends in 1973 when we gained admission into Ansar-ud-Deen College Isolo. It was our second week in boarding school, we were both in 'Pako' house, you in Elias and me in Gbaja. We got talking and some seniors were taking the mickey because they thought we were talking too much 'oyinbo', as they called it, from then on we became lifetime friends, all through secondary school, remedial school, college (LACOSTECH} and our personal lives.
In fact we were always in each others houses, that I became a part of your household and you mine, we both knew each others parents and sibbings, each and every single individual in our separate households.
Bashir, you were a live wire, the heart and soul of a party or social gathering, well loved by all who encountered you.
I remember when we became day students after 1976, I used to get the bus from Apapa, where I resided then to your dad's house in Fadeyi, you and Fatai shared a room in the boy's quarters. I'd be there at 7.30am sharp, you'd get ready then we'd walk to Fadeyi bus stop , get the bus to Mushin, then another to Isolo and all the way we will chat in English. It became so common that many passengers and indeed some bus drivers and their conductors recognised us and will pass some cheeky comments like: awon oloyinbo ti de o'.
Why did you have to go so early? I suppose only God, our father in heaven knows why, but there are many who wish you didn't, me inclusive. I shed the tears of pain and sorrow for your loss and pray that God almighty gives you entrance into paradise, keeps you there and rests your humble soul in perfect peace till we meet again and rekindle our long friendship.
Adieu my friend, brother and old mate.

Rashid, Tunde Ogunbambi
Posted by Lekan Durojaiye on February 26, 2021
Bash Ten (Bashir Teniola) as we popularly called you, you have been a friend and a brother. Our paths crossed early in secondary school and it has continued beyond the walls of ADCI even while we were still in school. You were well known in my neighbourhood (by my family and friends) as my bestie. Even after we moved to Ibadan after school cert in 1979, I will from time to time come to Lagos and spend time with you at Ikeja. I can even remember my mum accusing you of teaching me all the bad things I know, but we were just good together. Little did we know that our next stop will be the good ole USA. Our friendship continued there and even blossomed despite living in different states. We eventually returned to Nigeria and kept up the friendship. You were more than a friend Bashir, you were indeed a brother and a jolly good fellow. May the good Lord receive you into His bossom as by His grace you have identified with Him before your final home call. I will surely miss you, but I am comforted with the knowledge that you have gone to rest from the pains on this side of eternity. You are only sleeping my friend, only to be awakened on the last day when we shall meet again, to part no more. I love you my friend, but God loves you more.. Cheers and sleep well!
Posted by Lekan Durojaiye on February 26, 2021
Bash Ten (Bashir Teniola) as we popularly called you, you have been a friend and a brother. Our paths crossed early in secondary school and it has continued beyond the walls of ADCI even while we were still in school. You were well known in my neighbourhood (by my family and friends) as my bestie. Even after we moved to Ibadan after school cert in 1979, I will from time to time come to Lagos and spend time with you at Ikeja. I can even remember my mum accusing you of teaching me all the bad things I know, but we were just good together. Little did we know that our next stop will be the good ole USA. Our friendship continued there and even blossomed despite living in different states. We eventually returned to Nigeria and kept up the friendship. You were more than a friend Bashir, you were indeed a brother and a jolly good fellow. May the good Lord receive you into His bossom as by His grace you have identified with Him before your final home call. I will surely miss you, but I am comforted with the knowledge that you have gone to rest from the pains on this side of eternity. You are only sleeping my friend, only to be awakened on the last day when we shall meet again, to part no more. I love you my friend, but God loves you more.. Cheers and sleep well!
Posted by Oluwatosin Shodunke on February 26, 2021
Bashiru Teniola, a bubbler with so many good virtues. Never a dull moment around you. I remember Our last visit to your place, you were full of fun. Despite your health condition, you were just joking all through. Bashy, lover of life and people. I didn’t know that I wouldn’t make my visiting promise to you in December. You are a friend that can never be forgotten and I believe that Jesus Christ has received with gladness. Rest In Perfect Peace my friend.
Oluwatosin Shodunke.
Posted by Aremu Kotun on February 23, 2021
“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.” - Maya Angelou
Bashir, you have been a good friend in a special way, your special way as many friends we made during our school days but your special friendship make your a unique friend. My dearest friend, Mr. Bashiru Teniola, rest on to the presence of Mighty GOD until we meet again. Shalom

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Posted by Olaide Olajide Shittu on February 26, 2021
Bashir Teniola we your (ADCIOSA) classmates are going to miss your cheerful smiles and your heart of gold. Your dearest voice that we could not hold and that your beautiful soul in the garden of rest. This world is just a stage where all of us (men and women) are players. Bashir Teniola (Tenifold) may your SOUL rest in peace.             
Posted by Rashid O on February 26, 2021
Bashiru Alade Teniola (Bash Ten) as you were also favouritely called. We became close friends in 1973 when we gained admission into Ansar-ud-Deen College Isolo. It was our second week in boarding school, we were both in 'Pako' house, you in Elias and me in Gbaja. We got talking and some seniors were taking the mickey because they thought we were talking too much 'oyinbo', as they called it, from then on we became lifetime friends, all through secondary school, remedial school, college (LACOSTECH} and our personal lives.
In fact we were always in each others houses, that I became a part of your household and you mine, we both knew each others parents and sibbings, each and every single individual in our separate households.
Bashir, you were a live wire, the heart and soul of a party or social gathering, well loved by all who encountered you.
I remember when we became day students after 1976, I used to get the bus from Apapa, where I resided then to your dad's house in Fadeyi, you and Fatai shared a room in the boy's quarters. I'd be there at 7.30am sharp, you'd get ready then we'd walk to Fadeyi bus stop , get the bus to Mushin, then another to Isolo and all the way we will chat in English. It became so common that many passengers and indeed some bus drivers and their conductors recognised us and will pass some cheeky comments like: awon oloyinbo ti de o'.
Why did you have to go so early? I suppose only God, our father in heaven knows why, but there are many who wish you didn't, me inclusive. I shed the tears of pain and sorrow for your loss and pray that God almighty gives you entrance into paradise, keeps you there and rests your humble soul in perfect peace till we meet again and rekindle our long friendship.
Adieu my friend, brother and old mate.

Rashid, Tunde Ogunbambi
Posted by Lekan Durojaiye on February 26, 2021
Bash Ten (Bashir Teniola) as we popularly called you, you have been a friend and a brother. Our paths crossed early in secondary school and it has continued beyond the walls of ADCI even while we were still in school. You were well known in my neighbourhood (by my family and friends) as my bestie. Even after we moved to Ibadan after school cert in 1979, I will from time to time come to Lagos and spend time with you at Ikeja. I can even remember my mum accusing you of teaching me all the bad things I know, but we were just good together. Little did we know that our next stop will be the good ole USA. Our friendship continued there and even blossomed despite living in different states. We eventually returned to Nigeria and kept up the friendship. You were more than a friend Bashir, you were indeed a brother and a jolly good fellow. May the good Lord receive you into His bossom as by His grace you have identified with Him before your final home call. I will surely miss you, but I am comforted with the knowledge that you have gone to rest from the pains on this side of eternity. You are only sleeping my friend, only to be awakened on the last day when we shall meet again, to part no more. I love you my friend, but God loves you more.. Cheers and sleep well!
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Life together in Mushin away from Isolo

Shared by Aremu Kotun on February 23, 2021
Bashir, apart from our life together in Isolo we also share a friendship or brotherhood together in Mushin, in a one room house. A house left by one of our good friend’s mother for the boys, Mr. Morakinyo. It was a time that the boys were able to be boys, and sharing closeness in those days, eating together, all sleeping in that one room,  not talking about how to get the next meal but we did share and lookout for each other. Above all, we go to our classes to make sure our education was on track. Thanks for the memory my friend. Farewell my good friend