By Abdulrazak Iliyasu Sansani

I begin this piece with what may strike the readers as a puzzling title. Perhaps it is. But I write this is in respect of the festive period and a matter closely associated with it. It is that time of the year where organisations, newspapers, magazines, groups, and even individuals sit to award, eulogise their heroes and heroines, or write about their persons of the year. A tradition that commenced in 1927 in the United States, Time magazine. 

According to a Wikipedia entry, ‘The tradition of selecting a “Man of the Year” began in 1927, with Time editors contemplating the newsmakers of the year. The idea was also an attempt to remedy the editorial embarrassment earlier that year of not having aviator Charles Lindbergh on its cover following his historic trans-Atlantic flight. By the end of the year, it was decided that a cover story featuring Lindbergh as the Man of the Year would serve both purposes.

Since then, this has continued with different labels, such as Man of the Year, Woman of the year, until the current and apt denomination: Person of the Year. I write today in the euphoria of the moment. But not so engrossed with it, as I had never subscribed nor joined those who partake in awarding their persons of the year, which has become prominent on social media recently by this time of the year. I relish seeing people excel in life. Although, I had never felt the urge to engage in the voguish celebration by an avalanche of people who issue this award chiefly on social media. 

But experts say to every rule; there is an exception. Although, I am not joining the trendy giving of awards or rather announcement of one’s person of the year. I have to acknowledge one of the most disciplined, rational, affable, and respectful Nigerians I have ever met. At this distressing hour of our history as a nation, I believe it is only fitting that patriotic people who have exhibited unique understanding in a multi-ethnic, multi-religious, sharply divided country like ours are honoured, encouraged, or at least merely mentioned as a mark of appreciation for their selfless contributions to our nation. Through the prism they behold our country, this country stands any chance of overcoming its insurmountable challenges. I am in awe of whoever has proven beyond any iota of doubt to be of a commendable grasp of the intricacies of our diverse society. Hence, I am writing this to recognise a man who has served this country meritoriously and honourably retired. 

While I applaud all these, it is in the basics that hold our communities today that this distinguished Nigerian has been more actively involved and has magnetised me to him. The simplest things build our society. They hold the fibre of our communities closely knit. Even though this is lost on many, I comprehend the importance of nation-building, starting from the communities. 

Nigeria as a whole has been sitting on a powder keg. This makes it extremely easy for disgruntled elements or even criminals to make capital out of it. So, whoever stops those from exploiting this deserves every reverence they can get. However, my person of the year, a man of impeccable character, has mastered the art of living in peace with others in a diverse country like Nigeria, especially the state he comes from: I am glad to hail from the same state as him. Yes, he comes from my state. He is Baba Augustine, commonly called Baban Ella in our neighbourhood, while we both refer to each other as Kawu, Baban Ella being a Jenjo man. 

I will, for this reason, address him as we usually call each other. Kawu lives in our Sabon Gari neighbourhood in Jalingo. More people don’t profess the same faith with him in our street. Muslims mainly own houses. Kawu is a Christian. It is now a time Muslims and Christians find themselves jostling to relocate to neighbourhoods predominantly occupied by those who worship God the way they do in fulfilment of the polarised realities of our country majorly resided by adherents of the two faiths. But as I was reliably informed, Kawu has resisted countless times the pleas to transpose by those who have accepted the new order of doing things. They believe it is safer to live in places inhabited only by members of their faiths. However, there is only a semblance of security in some instances, even in these types of neighbourhoods. 

The nitty-gritty of the matter is not that he has flagrantly refused to move into another place. But he has continued to relate with people from all social strata with unmatchable grace, sincerity, dignity, and esteem. Moreover, the way he attends to society’s problems is refreshing, laudable, and gratifying. Wedding ceremonies, naming ceremonies, burial ceremonies, community meetings; name them, he is there and participates fully with the families of those involved in any of these regardless of their faith.

While I don’t necessarily fancy awards, I get excited seeing worthy awardees being awarded or even merely celebrating people who have distinguished themselves by living exemplary lives irrespective of their pockets, which draws many awards to personalities rather than refined manners that help nation-building. 

Nigerians must celebrate worthy people like Kawu. But, Nigerians should not only stop at that. They should go further to borrow a leaf from them and apply it in the arduous task of nation-building, which must begin with one being a better person before influencing the next person, the family, the next-door neighbour, friends, colleagues, and the country as a whole. 

Abdulrazak Iliyasu Sansani wrote from Turaki B, Jalingo, Taraba State. He can be reached via abdulrazaksansani93@gmail.com.

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