O death, where is your sting? Aunty Iyabo has gone to be with her maker.
Adieu to a woman of many parts: mother, public administrator, C suite executive, an educationist and woman with heart and soul for God. You left behind indelible footprints in the sand of time; you lived your life, you did your work and then you took your hat.
I have read a few of your writings and contributions to the quest and development of girl education in Nigeria. The nuance in your writings means only one thing: your love for girl child education is unparallel. Thank you for stepping forward and be counted.
We thank God for giving you to the Olafimihan family, we are richer and better off knowing you and calling you our own.
Let me reference Martin Luther “Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.” At 74, you have fulfilled all obligations within space and time to the best of your ability, you have nothing more to take, you have no regrets, no malice in being who you are – and now your sun has eclipsed. Goodbye Aunty Iyabo.
Sunreoo, Omo Baba JB, Omo Olofa Mojo, Olalomi, Omo abisu Joruko, ijakadi loro toffa