During moments of profound loss, the presence of friends and family brings a comforting sense of solace and support. We extend our deepest gratitude to each and everyone of you for making out time for our family not minding the period we are in economically, security and many other things.
We appreciate your supports, your advices and especially your prayers at this painful time in our family. The shared tears and heartfelt condolences have shown us that we are not alone in our grief, and for that, we are eternally grateful.
As we continue to mourn and heal, we are comforted by the knowledge that we are supported by such a compassionate and caring community.
May God bless you all, provide you peace and safety as throughout this period and always.
Signed
Dr. Chief Onyekaozulu Okolie Jr. ANIH
Order of Mass
ENTRANCE HYMN:
As our Lord Jesus died, and risen from death, so shall our Father raise from death, all those that died in Christ Jesus. As all human have inherited death from Adam, so shall all inherit Life through Christ Jesus. Amen.
OPENING PRAYER
God of mercy, you are the hope of sinners and he joy of saints. We pray for our brother and father Dennis Okeke Anih whose body we honour with Christian burial. Give him happiness with your saints and raise up his body in glory at last day to be in your presence for ever, Grant this through our Lord Jesus Christ your Son …
FIRST READING
A reading from the prophet Isaiah (25:6-9)
On this mountain, the Lord of host will prepare for all people a banquet of rich food. And he will destroy on this mount the covering that is cast over all peoples, the veil that is cast over all nations. He will swallow up death forever and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces, and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth; for the Lord has spoken. It will be said on that day, "Lo, this is our God, we have waited for Him that He might save us. This is the Lord we have waited for; let us be glad and rejoice in His salvation".
The word of the Lord
Thanks be to God
RESPONSORIAL PSALM
(Ps 274, 8:9-13.14)
R: The Lord is my strength and my salvation.
- The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear. The Lord is my life's refuge, of whom shall I be afraid. (R)
- One thing I ask of the Lord. This I seek. To dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, and that I may gaze on the loveliness of the Lord and contemplates his temple. (R)
- Hear O Lord: the sound of my call; have pity on me, and answer me. Your presence O Lord, I seek. Hid not your face from me (R)
- I believe that I shall see the bounty of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord with courage, be stouthearted and wait for the Lord. (R)
SECOND READING
A reading from the letter of St. Paul to the Romans (8:14-23)
Those who are led by God's spirit are God's sons. For what the Spirit God has given you does not make you slaves and cause you to be afraid; instead the Spirit makes you God's children and by the Spirit's power we cry out to our God, Abba Father! God's Spirit joins Himself to our Spirit to declare that we are God's children. Since we are His children, we will possess the blessings He keeps for his people, and we will also possess with Christ what God has kept for Him; for if we share Christ's su ering, we will also share his glory.
I consider that what we su er at this present time cannot be compared at all, with the glory that is going to be revealed to us. All of creation waits with eager longing for God to reveal his sons. For creation was condemned to lose its purpose, not of its own will, but because God willed it to be so. Yet there was the hope that creation itself would one day be set free from its slavery to decay and would share the glorious freedom of the children of God. For we know that up to the present time all of creation groans with pain, like the pain of child birth. But it is not just creation alone which grown as we who have the spirit as the first of God's gifts also groan within ourselves as we wait for God to make us his sons and set our whole being free.
V: The word of the Lord
R: Thanks be to God
I am the resurrection and the life, says the Lord. He who believes in me will not die forever, but shall have eternal life.
GOSPEL
A reading from the holy gospel according to Luke (12:35-40)
Jesus said to his disciples: see that you are dressed for action and have your lamps lit. Be like a man waiting for their master to return from the wedding feast, ready to open the door as soon as he comes and knocks. Happy are those servants whom the master finds awake when he comes, I tell you solemnly, he will put on an apron, sit them down at table and wait on them. It may be in the second watch he comes, or in the third, but happy are those servants if he finds them ready. You may be quite sure of this, that if the house owner had known at which hour the burglar would come, he would not have let anyone break through the wall of his house. You must stand ready, because the son of man is coming at an hour you do not expect.
V: The Gospel of the Lord
R: Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.
HOMILY
PRAYER OF THE FAITHFUL
Let us pray with faith and confidence to God our father who lives forever and who can do all things. As he raised his Son Jesus Christ from the dead, so may he give peace and salvation to both the living and the dead.
- For Dennis Okeke Anih that he may share the light of Christ's resurrection, and come into new life of happiness and peace. We pray you, O Lord.
R. Receive him O Lord, may he rest in your Kingdom. - For those to whom this world is the be all and end-all; that they may come to believe the good news of salvation renew their lives and have faith in Christ who is the way, the truth and the life. We pray you, O Lord. (R)
- For those suffering on account of bereavement that the generosity of their fellow Christians may give them new unction and, help them to relieve their anxiety. We pray you, O Lord. (R)
- For all who are gathered here to pray for Dennis Okeke Anihthat we may live, act and speak in full realization that one day we shall be called upon to answer for our thoughts, words and actions. We pray you, O Lord. (R)
- For the sick and the suffering that Jesus Christ who showed mercy to the infirm and the troubled may show them His bounteous mercy, bestow upon them every Heavenly blessing
- For those who have departed from this life, especially Dennis Okeke Anih, that our Lord Jesus Christ to whom it belongs to grant mercy and to spare may remit their sins and welcome them into his Kingdom of peace and glory. We pray you, O Lord. (R)
LET US PRAY
O Lord may these our humble petition find favour in your presence for the salvation of Dennis Okeke Anih,your servant and all who have died in Christ who is Lord forever and ever. Amen.
PRAYER OVER THE GIFTS
Lord receive the gift we o er for the salvation of Dennis Okeke Anih. May Christ be merciful in judging our brother and father for he believed in Christ as his Lord and Saviour. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.
COMMUNION ANTIPHON
I am the resurrection and life, says the Lord. If anyone believes in me even though he dies, he will live and He who believe in me, will never die. (Cf Jn. II :25-26)
PRAYER AFTER COMMUNION
Lord God, Your Son Jesus Christ gave us the sacrament of His Body and blood to guide us on our pilgrim way to your Kingdom. May Dennis Okeke Anih, who shared in the Eucharist come to the banquet of life Christ has prepared for us, through Christ our Lord.
THE FINAL COMMENDATION AND BURIAL
With faith in Jesus Christ, we reverently bring the body of our brother Dennis Okeke Anih to be buried in its human imperfection. Let us pray with confidence to God, who gives life to all things that he will rise up this mortal body to the perfection and the company of the Saints. May God give him a merciful judgment and forgive him all his sins. May Christ the shepherd, lead him safely home to be at peace with Good Shepherd, lead him safely to be at peace with our father. And may he be happy forever with all the saints in the presence of the Eternal King. Amen.
(The coffin is sprinkled with holy water and incensed)
SONG OF FARE WELL
V.
Saints of God
R.
Come to his aid
V.
Come to meet him angels of the Lord
R.
Receive his soul and present him to God the most High.
V.
May Christ who called you, take you to Himself, May angels lead him to God the Most High.
R.
Receive his soul and present him to God, the Most High.
V.
Give him eternal rest, O Lord and may your light shine on him forever.
R.
Receive his soul and present him to God, the Most High.Receive his soul and present him to God, the Most High.
LET US PRAY
Father into your hands we commend the soul of our brother Dennis Okeke Anih. We are confident that with all who have died in Christ he will be raised to life on the last day and live forever with Christ. We thank you for all the blessings you gave him in this life to show your motherly care for all of us and the fellowship, which is ours with the saints in Christ. Lord hear our prayers, welcome your servantDennis Okeke Anih to paradise and help us to comfort each other with the assurance of our faith in Christ, to be with you and with our brother Dennis Okeke Anihforever.
Through, Christ our Lord.
R: Amen.
PROCESSION TO THE GRAVE
V.
May the Angels lead you into paradise, may the Martyrs welcome you as you draw near and lead you into Jerusalem the heavenly.
BLESSING OF THE GRAVE
Lord Jesus Christ, by the three days you lay in the tomb, you have made holy the graves of all who believes in you, and even though their bodies lie in the earth, they trust that they, like you will rise again. Give your servant Dennis Okeke Anih peaceful rest in this grave, until that day when you the resurrection and the life will raise him up in glory. May he in his light of your countenance behold eternal light in heaven. You who live and reign forever and ever. Amen.
(The grave is sprinkled with holy water and incensed)
Since Almighty God has called his servant Dennis Okeke Anih from this life to Himself, we commit his body to the earth from which it was made, Christ was the first to rise from the dead, and we know that He will raise up our mortal bodies to be like Him in glory. We commend our brother Dennis Okeke Anih to the Lord. May the Lord receive him into His peace and raise up his body on the last day.
(The body is now lowered into the grave)
V. Lord have mercy
R. Lord have mercy
V. Christ have mercy
R. Christ have mercy
LET US PRAY
Let us pray for our father and servant of God Dennis Okeke Anih to our Lord Jesus Christ who said, I am the resurrection and the life. The man who believes in me will live even if he dies, and every living person who believes in me will never die.
V.
Lord you wept at the death of Lazarus your friend; comfort us in sorrow, we ask this in faith
R.
Lord hear our prayer
V.
You raised the death to life, give your servant Dennis Okeke Anih eternal life, we ask this in faith.
R.
Lord hear our prayer
V.
You promised paradise to the thief who repented: bring our brother and father Dennis Okeke Anih to the joys of heaven. We ask in faith.
R.
Lord hear our prayer
V.
Our brother Dennis Okeke Anih was washed clean in baptism and anointed with the oil of salvation, give him fellowship with all your saints. We ask this in faith.
R.
Lord hear our prayer
V.
He was nourished with your body and blood, grant Dennis Okeke Anih a place at the table in your heavenly Kingdom, we ask this in faith
R.
Lord hear our prayer
V.
Comfort us in our sorrow at the death of our brother Dennis Okeke Anih let your faith be our consolation, and eternal life our hope; we ask this in faith.
R.
Lord hear our prayer
LET US PRAY
Show your mercy, Lord to your departed servant Dennis Okeke Anihsince he strove to do your will, let him not be punished for wrong doing. And as he was united in true faith with all your faithful people let him now by your loving goodness, be united with your angels and saints.
Through Christ our Lord, Amen.
MEMOIRS OF CHIEF DENNIS ANIH
OZUO-OMEE 1 OF NOMEH UNATAEZE
DEDICATION
This is dedicated to my lovely wife, my children and all my relations far and near.
INTRODUCTION
Join me on a journey through the pages ahead, where I'll share the ups and downs, the twists and turns that have shaped my life. I'll dive into the threads of family and relationships, exploring the connections that define who we are. One pivotal chapter unfolds as we revisit the Biafra War, a moment that left a lasting impact on my family for generations.
But this isn't just a history lesson; it's a peek into my educational pursuits, the jobs I've taken, and the skills I've honed along the way. I'll pull back the curtain on my hobbies, those little escapes that add color to life and provide much-needed moments of peace and fulfilment.
In a community known as Nomeh Unataeze in Nkanu East Local Government Area of Enugu State, there is a philanthropist, wisdom consultant and a perfect gentleman. His name is Chief Denis Anih (Ozuo-omee 1 of Nome Nnataeze).
As we move into the realm of marriage, I'll share the intimate details of love, the challenges faced, and the growth experienced within the confines of a committed relationship. From there, I'll explore the art of building a family, not just based on blood ties but on shared dreams, values, and aspirations.
Triumphs and trials are the building blocks of character, and I'll lay them bare for you. Every victory a testament to resilience, every trial a refining fire for the soul. Through these stories, you'll get a glimpse of a life fully lived—a mosaic of relationships, learning, passion, and the relentless pursuit of a fulfilled existence.
This narrative is my journey, an exploration of the human experience from the close-knit bonds of family to the broader impact we can have on society. So, let's embark on this adventure together. May the pages turn with excitement, and may the tales within resonate with the echoes of our shared humanity.
EDUCATION, APPRENTICESHIP, AND PROFESSIONAL CAREER
Early Education
My formal education commenced at Ezere, Awgu Local Government Area of Enugu State, under the guidance of a Reverend Father. My uncle, Mr Cyril Egbo who was the first Nomeh Indigene to obtain Standard Six Certificate, was posted as a teacher to Ezere in Awgu Local Government Area of Enugu State, he took me along to start my elementary education. Unfortunately, he died after a while. This made me to return home. Subsequently, I progressed to the Community School in Obeagu Ugbawka, where I completed Standard 1 and 2. Unfortunately, the absence of financial support compelled me to discontinue my formal education at that juncture.
Apprenticeship in Masonry:
Undeterred by the challenges, I embarked on a journey of vocational training, becoming an apprentice in masonry under the tutelage of my relative, Ugwu George Egbo, in 1957. Over the course of two years, I honed my skills, emerging as a proficient mason. With the completion of my apprenticeship, I transitioned into freelancing, leveraging my acquired expertise to secure opportunities in the construction industry.
Career in Construction:
In 1965, my professional trajectory took a significant turn when I secured employment with Costain Construction Company. A year later, I joined Tarrywood Construction and Furniture Company, only to witness an interruption due to the Civil War in 1967.
I stayed with my elder brother Mr Batholomew Anih at no4 Okpatu Street, Coal Camp, Enugu before the civil war started and immediately after the war, I went back to Okpatu street where I was staying with my brother, for greener pasture. On my arrival at coal camp, I discovered that all our belongings had been looted by unidentified hoodlums who took advantage of the war to further cause pain.
The only thing that came to my mind was to start Ogbono business as it was very lucrative at the time but my uncle, Mr Egbo Chukwuegbo advised me to join builders as it was a very respected profession at the time. I heeded to his advice and joined the builders and that was how I developed myself in the field haven been trained by European Contractors. Meanwhile, I had done my apprenticeship in masonry before then.
I was later employed by the Nigeria Construction and Furniture Company (NCFC) with my Trade Test Certificate in 1972. I was posted to Idumuje Ugboko in Delta State and Alor in Nnewi, Anambra State to represent my boss who was the secretary of the NCFC. Later on, I was posted to Owerri in Imo State, and finally returned to Calabar where I resigned on 10th May, 1974 as foreman grade level one.
Broadcasting Career and Post-War Ventures:
In 1974, my professional journey led me to the Nigeria Broadcasting Corporation in Calabar, a shift that broadened my experience beyond construction. The ensuing years saw me navigate the landscape of the Nigerian workforce, fostering connections and showcasing my multi-talented nature. Having traversed the country while working for influential figures, my reputation as a skilled and versatile professional continued to grow.
Dedication to the National Orthopaedic Hospital
On 16th May, 1976 after my resignation from NCFC, my brother who was a staff of National Orthopedic Hospital Enugu, asked me to bring my application letter to the hospital, which I did, and after passing the recruitment exercise, I was subsequently employed by the hospital as a foreman and was promoted to the position of foreman grade level one, a position I held for more than four years. I became frustrated and wanted to resign from the job as promotion was not forthcoming, but was later promoted to assistant supervisor in early 80s.
My 29 years in the National Orthorpaedic Hospital, Enugu was characterized by unwavering dedication, diligence, and an unblemished record, having never received a single query till my retirement. Throughout my service, I shared camaraderie with notable colleagues such as Ukachi from Abia State, Mr. Unodiazi, Mr. Chieto, and Mr. Aneke, individuals who contributed to the enjoyable atmosphere within the hospital.
During breaks, a group of us would gather under the shade of a mango tree within the hospital premises. Our discussions centred on matters of national importance, fostering constructive arguments and critical analyses of prevailing issues. Notably, our conversations avoided gossip, focusing instead on topics that contributed to both personal and professional growth. This communal engagement became a cornerstone of our shared experience at the National Orthopaedic Hospital.
Versatility and Professional Acclaim:
My tenure at the hospital showcased not only my commitment to duty but also my inherent versatility. Possessing the ability to perform tasks beyond my formal training, I garnered admiration from both colleagues and influential figures in the hospital and beyond. This multifaceted skill set opened doors for me to work with and for prominent individuals, allowing me to traverse the length and breadth of Nigeria.
Mastery of Tiling and Divine Gift:
Among my diverse skills, I became one of the pioneers of tiling, a craft I mastered without formal training. This innate ability, often referred to by our people as "Onatara Chi" or a gift from God, set me apart in the field. Clients and colleagues alike recognized and appreciated my proficiency, further solidifying my standing in the construction space.
My life's narrative reflects a journey shaped by resilience, adaptability, and an unyielding commitment to personal and professional growth. From the challenges of interrupted formal education to the heights of a distinguished career, I have embraced each chapter with determination. My legacy, forged through dedication to duty, camaraderie with colleagues, and a diverse skill set, stands as a testament to the power of perseverance in the pursuit of excellence.
BIAFRA WAR AND THE CONSEQUENCES
In the late 1960s, Nigeria was thrown into a brutal conflict that would later be known as the Biafra War or the Nigerian Civil War. I was living in Eastern Nigeria at the time, Nomeh Unateze precisely and the consequences of those tumultuous years left an indelible mark on our lives.
I was already preparing to be enrolled in the then Biafra Army, In 1965, for my desire and love for the Army, I followed other young boys to 82 Division of the Nigeria Army, Enugu to be recruited into the force. I had passed all the prerequisite tests at the time. We were asked to go to Okigwe to complete our training and other necessary preparations. My dream of becoming a Biafran Soldier was truncated when my elder brother, Bartholomew Anih confronted me, he saw how determined I was to join when he cried and said I should shoot him first before leaving. In his words: “ you want to go to war and die, leaving me without a brother”. My heart felt bad within me seeing my elder brother in that condition, I later changed my mind and stayed back.
The war started on 6th July, 1967 when the southeastern region, predominantly occupied by the Igbo ethnic group, declared itself an independent state called Biafra. The Nigerian government swiftly responded, leading to a full-blown war that lasted until 15th January, 1970.
One of the most heartbreaking consequences was the humanitarian crisis. The Nigerian government imposed a blockade on Biafra, resulting in widespread famine and disease. Images of starving children and families became synonymous with the war, bringing international attention to the suffering.
The human toll was staggering. Millions lost their lives due to direct combat, starvation, or disease. Families were torn apart, and entire communities were displaced. I personally witnessed the struggles of friends and neighbours, trying to survive amidst the chaos.
The economic devastation was palpable. Infrastructure lay in ruins, and the region faced economic stagnation for years. Rebuilding our lives and communities seemed like an insurmountable task.
Because of my enterprising orientation, as the war was still going on, I joined my contemporaries in Salt business which was a scarce commodity then. I was introduced into the business by one Mr Smart Anih from Nomeh. We used to travel to Uburu community in Ohaozalla Local Government Area of then Anambra State to buy Salt from the women of the community.
After a while, I eventually quit the salt business, and joined my people in rice cultivation/business. It was proceeds from rice business that used to sponsor my elder brother, the late Bartholomew Anih’s marriage, build a five bedroom bungalow and my motorcycle.
The war also had profound psychological effects. The trauma of the violence, loss of loved ones, and the challenges of rebuilding weighed heavily on our collective psyche. Even after the war ended, the scars remained, both physically and emotionally.
Politically, the consequences were significant. The federal government centralized power in response to the perceived threat to the country's unity. The aftermath saw the establishment of a unitary system, changing the political landscape of Nigeria.
In the years that followed, various governments attempted to promote national reconciliation and unity. Yet, issues of marginalization, resource allocation, and ethnic tensions persisted, contributing to the complexity of post-war Nigerian politics.
In the aftermath of the war, the world seemed to have come to a standstill. Confusion loomed over my family and I as we grappled with the uncertainties that lay ahead. Fortunately, a silver lining emerged in the form of a vast expanse of land within our community. With the guidance of my uncles and meticulous planning, we turned to farming, focusing primarily on cultivating yams. As the land responded favourably, yielding abundant crops, a ray of hope began to pierce through the gloom.
The process of tending to the land and nurturing our crops became a therapeutic endeavour, allowing us to rebuild our lives. We embarked on a journey of resilience and hard work, leveraging the bountiful harvest to sustain ourselves. In a bid to secure our financial stability, we devised a plan to sell our farm produce in the nearby towns of Oduma and Enugu.
Week after week, we undertook the arduous journey from Nomeh Unateze to Enugu, transporting our goods with the hope of making ends meet. The hustle and bustle of these excursions became the rhythm of our lives, a testament to our determination to overcome the challenges that the post-war era had thrust upon us. It was during these travels that the seeds of prosperity were sown, eventually blossoming into a success story that transcended the confines of our small community.
As the years unfolded, our commitment to farming bore fruit—quite literally. The yam fields flourished, providing a stable source of income for me and by extension, our family. Despite my concurrent involvement in the civil service, the farm held a special place in my heart. The combination of bureaucratic responsibilities and agricultural pursuits presented a unique dichotomy, a balancing act that defined my life.
I was a well-known yam farmer as I was popularly called Okoji. My farm lands were located at Egu Echara, Ngene-Igwe, Ngene-Akpakoro and other places.
The recognition of my farming endeavours reached its pinnacle in the year 2000 when I was adjudged the second richest farmer in the entire Nomeh Unateze region.
This accolade was not merely a symbol of financial success but a testament to the resilience, hard work, and collective effort of my family. It was a moment of pride and affirmation that the seeds sown in the aftermath of the war had flourished into a bountiful harvest.
The routine of shuttling between Enugu and Nomeh became a ritual that embodied my commitment to efficiency and productivity. Each trip was not just a business venture but a pilgrimage to the roots of my success. The landscape between Enugu and Nomeh became memories, woven with the threads of toil, sacrifice, and triumph. The wheels of progress turned, fuelled by the synergy of my civil service career and agricultural pursuits.
The farm, once a means of survival, had transformed into a symbol of prosperity and accomplishment. It had become a living testament to the indomitable spirit that had risen from the ashes of post-war desolation.
In the face of adversity, we had not only survived but thrived. The journey from confusion and despair to recognition and success was a testament to the enduring human spirit. The fields that we had cultivated with care and dedication were not just a source of sustenance but a symbol of our ability to cultivate a future even in the harshest of circumstances.
As the years rolled on, the tale of our farming legacy became woven into the fabric of Nomeh Unateze's history. It was a story of perseverance, hard work, and the unwavering belief that, even in the aftermath of destruction, new beginnings could emerge. The journey from the devastation of war to the title of the second richest farmer was not just my story but a chronicle of resilience that echoed through the generations of Nomeh Unateze.
MY MARITAL JOURNEY
Embarking on the journey of marriage, I recall the timeless wisdom from the Bible: "It is not good for man to be alone." This sentiment began to resonate within me, prompting a profound realization that I needed a life partner. My quest for companionship commenced in the post-war era, leading me to a fateful encounter with a remarkable woman named Justina Mgbeke Animba, a skilled seamstress stationed at Nomeh.
Our connection initially revolved around business transactions, but as time unfolded, a deeper bond blossomed. Justina's warmth and grace captivated my heart, and gradually, love took root. After careful consideration, I mustered the courage to express my feelings, and to my joy, she reciprocated, accepting my proposal.
With excitement and anticipation, I shared the news with my family. Emissaries were dispatched to her elder brother, Okolie Animba, who resided in Enugu at the time. The journey to unite our lives began, guided by tradition and familial blessings. Although Justina's father, Ben Nweke Animba, had sadly passed away during the Biafra War, her mother, Nwanzi Roseline Animba, played an integral role in the unfolding narrative.
Notably, my beloved wife, Justina, held a special place in her family as the fifth child and the first daughter. Her eldest brother, the late Reverend Father Patrick Animba, achieved a historic milestone by becoming the first indigenous Nkanu man ordained as a Roman Catholic Priest worldwide—an accolade that added a unique dimension to our family narrative.
The ceremonial rites, a harmonious blend of tradition and spirituality, unfolded seamlessly. The auspicious occasion took place at St. Patrick's Catholic Church in Agbani, Nkanu West Local Government Area, marking the union of two souls on 25th July, 1971. As we exchanged vows and sought the blessings of both earthly and divine authorities, little did we know the rich tapestry that our marital journey would weave over the years.
Our union has been blessed with the laughter and joy of seven wonderful children, each a unique thread in the intricate fabric of our family legacy. They are:
BUILDING A STRONG AND ACCOMPLISHED FAMILY
Family is everything to me. My wife and I were committed to raising our children to become reliable and outstanding citizens. We had zero tolerance for laziness and unproductivity.
The most profound and fulfilling journey has been the art of building a resilient and accomplished family. This narrative unfolds the chapters of my life, revealing the intricate balance of joys and sorrows that paved the way for a family of five grown-up daughters and two sons. Through love, endurance, and steadfast commitment, I emerged as the architect of a family that thrived against all odds.
Early Years and Values
From the early days of parenthood, I recognized the importance of instilling strong moral and ethical values. Integrity, respect, and kindness became the guiding stars, shaping the character of each family member. These principles laid the foundation for a close-knit family that weathered storms with grace.
We made sure that the right values were inculcated in them because the Holy Bible said “Train up a child in the way he should go, so that when he grows up, he will not depart from it”. It was not easy raising children in that kind of environment but our economy did not give us a better option.
Education as Empowerment:
In my unwavering commitment to empower my children, I recognized the transformative power of education as a guiding beacon in life and destiny. It surpassed the conventional pursuit of academic excellence; it became a holistic journey aimed at fostering critical thinking, igniting creativity, and instilling a profound, lifelong love for learning.
The educational philosophy within our family was a departure from the traditional, emphasizing the development of not only intellectual prowess but also the cultivation of essential life skills. I encouraged my children to view education as a dynamic process, one that extends beyond the confines of textbooks and classrooms. This approach aimed to equip them with the tools necessary to navigate the complexities of the world with resilience and adaptability.
Crucially, the emphasis on education in our family was gender-neutral. Each child, regardless of gender, was not only permitted but actively encouraged to explore and pursue their passions and aspirations. By dismantling gender stereotypes, we sought to create an environment where talents were recognized and nurtured irrespective of societal expectations.
Education became a vehicle for self-discovery, allowing each child to unearth their unique strengths and interests. It was not a one-size-fits-all approach but a personalized journey that acknowledged and celebrated the individuality of each family member. This approach not only contributed to their academic success but, more importantly, cultivated a sense of self-awareness and purpose.
Beyond the formal curriculum, we encouraged experiential learning and curiosity-driven exploration. Visits to museums, Zoo, engagement in creative projects, and participation in extracurricular activities were integral components of their education. These experiences were not just about acquiring knowledge; they were about fostering a passion for discovery, innovation, and the joy of continual growth.
The overarching goal was to nurture well-rounded individuals who could contribute meaningfully to society. Education was not viewed as a means to an end but as a lifelong journey. I aimed to instil in my children the understanding that learning is a continuous process, an ever-evolving adventure that enriches the mind and soul.
As a result, my children emerged from their educational journey not only academically proficient but also with a profound sense of self-confidence and a natural curiosity about the world. They developed the ability to think critically, solve problems creatively, and adapt to the ever-changing landscape of life.
In retrospect, the emphasis on education as empowerment has been one of the cornerstones of our family's success. It has not only equipped my children with the knowledge and skills needed to navigate the challenges of the world but has also fostered a deep-seated love for learning that continues to shape their personal and professional endeavours. Education, in our family, became a powerful force that not only opened doors but empowered each child to carve out their unique paths. This extends to even members of our extended families, family and friends.
Navigating Loss:
Life's journey is unpredictable, and our family faced a profound loss with the departure of our firstborn son who died on the 5th day of April, 2005. On that faithful day, my son, Onyekaozulu sent someone to call me that some important visitors came to see me at home, I excused myself from the office and came back home to meet some people in my house, I could not phantom what was going on until I was told. Everywhere became dark for me in broad day light.
This tragedy became a crucible, testing the strength of our familial bonds. Rather than succumbing to despair, we channelled our grief into a wellspring of strength, teaching us that even in the darkest moments, love and support can endure.
Shattering Stereotypes:
In a society entrenched in gender norms, I took pride in breaking barriers and promoting equality within our family. Daughters were not just encouraged but expected to pursue their dreams with the same fervour as their brothers. Through actions, not just words, we dismantled stereotypes, creating a space where every family member felt empowered to chase greatness. There was nothing like, this is for men or this is for women. Even the boys were not excluded from house chores. We were intentional about that.
Cultivating Independence:
As my children transitioned into the threshold of adulthood, I embraced the pivotal role of cultivating their independence. It was a profound recognition that, much like the branches of a tree reaching for the sky, my children needed the space to grow and explore their individuality. In creating an environment that celebrated autonomy, I aimed not only to preserve our family legacy but also to empower each child to forge distinctive and meaningful paths in the vast world.
This phase of fostering independence wasn't merely a practical necessity; it was a deliberate and thoughtful process of allowing my children to spread their wings and discover the depths of their own potential. It involved recognizing and respecting their unique identities, aspirations, and dreams.
The foundation of this approach lay in instilling a sense of self-awareness and confidence in each child. I encouraged them to reflect on their values, interests, and goals, facilitating a deeper understanding of who they were and what they wanted to achieve. This self-discovery wasn't just an individual journey; it was a collective endeavour that contributed to the rich diversity within our family.
In practical terms, this meant creating an open and non-judgmental space for dialogue. I actively listened to their perspectives, ideas, and concerns, fostering an environment where they felt not only heard but also understood. This mutual understanding formed the basis for the autonomy they needed to make decisions aligned with their unique journeys.
Encouraging autonomy also involved allowing them to make choices, even if those choices differed from my own preferences. This wasn't an abdication of parental responsibility but a conscious effort to instil a sense of responsibility and accountability in each child. From selecting academic paths to making decisions about their personal lives, I aimed to impart the skills necessary for them to navigate the complexities of adulthood.
Moreover, this journey towards independence was not without its challenges. There were moments of uncertainty, missteps, and even occasional setbacks. However, these experiences were integral to the process of growth and development. I was there not to shield them from every obstacle but to provide a supportive framework that enabled them to learn from both successes and failures.
As my children embraced their newfound autonomy, I witnessed the blossoming of their individual potentials. They pursued diverse interests, ventured into uncharted territories, and, most importantly, contributed unique threads to the fabric of our family story. The collective strength of our family was not in uniformity but in the celebration of each member's distinctiveness.
Ultimately, the cultivation of independence became a cornerstone of our family philosophy. It wasn't about severing ties but about empowering my children to carry the essence of our family values into their own narratives. By fostering their autonomy, I aimed to equip them with the resilience, adaptability, and self-assurance needed to navigate the intricacies of life, ensuring that they not only continued our family legacy but also crafted their own compelling chapters in the grand tapestry of existence.
Celebrating Together:
The measure of our family's success extended beyond individual accomplishments to collective triumphs. I took immense joy in celebrating each family member's achievements, fostering a culture of mutual support and encouragement. From academic successes to personal milestones, our family became a tight-knit community that revelled in each other's victories.
Reflections on Legacy:
This journey encapsulates the story of a father who, through unwavering commitment, resilience, and love, forged a family legacy. My legacy transcends time, echoing through the lives of my five grown-up daughters and a son. In the face of adversity, I emerged as a beacon of strength, demonstrating that a family's true wealth lies not in material possessions but in the enduring bonds forged through shared values, mutual support, and a commitment to building a brighter future together.
As I reflect on this journey, I am filled with gratitude for the opportunity to shape a legacy that extends beyond myself. The story of our family is one of triumphs over tribulations, of love prevailing in the face of loss, and of breaking societal norms to foster equality and empowerment. The mosaic of our lives, though intricate and diverse, is held together by the unbreakable bonds of family. It is my hope that this narrative inspires others to embark on their own journeys of building strong, resilient families, grounded in love, values, and a shared commitment to a brighter future.
TRIUMPHS AND TRIALS
Life has been a journey filled with both triumphs and trials, a narrative that unfolded against the backdrop of dreams and unforeseen challenges. Growing up, I harboured grand aspirations for myself, fuelled by the boundless optimism that youthfulness brings. However, the untimely departure of my father cast a shadow over those dreams, thrusting me into the uncertain early years of adulthood.
In my quest to find my bearings, I made a pivotal decision to carve a niche for myself in the construction space. The early days were marked by relentless struggle, but my determination to forge ahead remained unwavering. Yet, just as my career gained momentum, the Civil War shattered all hopes. Those tumultuous three-plus years were characterized by a sense of hopelessness, as I witnessed the loss of loved ones, friends, and associates, often succumbing to the harsh realities of hunger and malnutrition.
Surviving the war felt like a miraculous feat, a stark reminder of the fragility of life. In the aftermath, the daunting question of where to rebuild and restart lingered in the air. Still, with an unyielding faith in God and an insatiable desire to succeed, I pivoted to agriculture, cultivating and marking produce within Nkanu and later venturing into the bustling Enugu metropolis. I have also travelled to various parts of the world including United Kingdom and many other parts of Nigeria.
My journey took an unexpected turn when I secured employment with the Nigeria Construction and Furniture Company (NCFC). Later, I found myself at the Nigeria Broadcasting Corporation in Calabar before returning to Enugu in 1976, where I joined the National Orthopaedic Hospital. It was here that I concluded my civil service career in 2005, a year marred by the profound loss of my first son, Chibuzo. His departure, in the prime of his life, was a devastating blow that left an indelible mark on my soul. The pain was overwhelming, but I summoned the strength to press on, finding solace in the presence of his surviving siblings.
The challenges that followed sought to discourage and derail my journey, but I remained steadfast in my resolve. Life's inherent unfairness tested my resilience, yet with unwavering faith in God, I emerged triumphant. Each victory, a testament to the human spirit's capacity to endure and overcome, paved the way for the next chapter of my life.
Those were the building blocks of my character.
The chieftaincy title, OZUO-OMEE of Nomeh Unataeze was because of my benevolence and kind-heartedness as more than forty people have benefited in one way or the other from my gesture. Today, by the grace of Almighty God I am the eldest man in Umuegbonu family in Nomeh Unataeze.
A JOURNEY OF FAITH: MY DEVOTION TO CATHOLICISM
From the very beginning of my life, I have been immersed in the rich traditions of the Catholic Church, a devout Christian, and a committed member of the Catholic faith. Born into the faith, I was baptized and received my First Holy Communion during the time of Reverend Father Mark Mahor, who served as the guiding light for the Mmaku parish within the expansive Awgu diocese.
My connection with the church ran deep, fuelled by an unwavering commitment to the principles and teachings of Catholicism. The time under the spiritual guidance of Rev. Fr. Mark was especially formative for me. His leadership not only deepened my faith but also inspired me to actively engage in the church community. I became one of the interpreters during his time, bridging the linguistic gaps to ensure that the message of love and faith reached every corner of the parish.
As Christmas approached each year, a season of joy and giving, I found a profound sense of fulfilment in spreading cheer and warmth to those less fortunate. It became a tradition for me to purchase gifts for the children and other underprivileged individuals.
What fuelled these acts of kindness was not a desire for recognition or self-aggrandizement but rather a genuine, selfless love for others—a love that I believed was at the core of my Catholic upbringing. The spirit of giving during Christmas was not just a seasonal occurrence but a year-round commitment. Whether it was through charitable acts or simple acts of kindness, I sought to embody the teachings of Christ in every facet of my life.
My dedication to the Church and the community extended beyond the walls of the parish. The role of an interpreter allowed me to connect with people on a personal level, breaking down language barriers and fostering a sense of unity among the diverse members of our congregation. It was through these interactions that I witnessed the transformative power of faith, bringing people together in a shared journey toward spiritual enlightenment.
As I reflect on those years under the guidance of Rev. Fr. Mark Mahor, I am reminded of the profound impact he had on my spiritual journey. His leadership was characterized by humility, compassion, and an unwavering commitment to the teachings of Christ. Inspired by his example, I began contemplating the possibility of dedicating my life to the service of the Church in an even more profound way.
The idea of becoming a Catholic priest started to take root within me. The thought of fully committing myself to a life of service and devotion became increasingly appealing. The prospect of guiding others in their faith journey, just as Rev. Fr. Mark had done for me, fuelled my aspiration to enter the priesthood.
However, life has a way of unfolding in unexpected ways. While my heart remained steadfast in its commitment to the Catholic Church, the path towards priesthood took a different turn. Circumstances beyond my control led me down a different vocational path. Yet, the commitment to my faith persisted, and the lessons learned under the guidance of Rev. Fr. Mark continued to shape my values and actions.
My time at the Mmaku parish was a pivotal one—a period marked by deepening faith, acts of kindness, and an enduring commitment to the principles instilled by the Catholic Church which became an integral part of me thereafter.
As I navigate the currents of life, my unwavering vow to remain a Catholic until my last breath stands strong. The roots planted during those formative years continue to bear fruit, shaping the person I am today—a person dedicated to love, service, and the enduring values of the Catholic faith. In every act of kindness, in every moment of prayer, and in every step taken on this journey, I carry with me the indelible imprint of my Catholic upbringing—a journey that continues to unfold, guided by the light of faith and the teachings of Christ.
MY WIFE - A BEACON OF SUPPORT.
In the grand fabric of my existence, there is a thread woven with love, resilience, and the unwavering support of a woman who is more than a wife – she is a beacon sent by the divine. The wisdom of Proverbs 19:14 echoes in my heart as I reflect on our shared journey.
Our story commenced with vows exchanged and hearts conjoined, embarking on the unpredictable journey of marriage. Little did we fathom the challenges that awaited us as we set forth into the uncharted territory of life. From the very beginning, it was evident that my wife possessed qualities that transcended the ordinary – wisdom, understanding, and prudence, gifts bestowed by the divine hand.
Parenthood brought forth its own set of challenges, raising seven children in a world that often felt turbulent and challenging.
We found ourselves both employed at the National Orthopedic Hospital in Enugu, facing the harsh realities of life head-on. It was during these trying times that my wife's unwavering support revealed itself as a steady anchor in the stormy seas of our lives.
Financial difficulties cast shadows on our dreams, and it was then that my wife's indomitable spirit came to the fore. In the face of adversity, she turned to a skill born out of love – the art of making Ukpo-Oka (Corn pudding). It became her entrepreneurial endeavour, a testament to her resourcefulness and commitment to providing for our family.
The early morning hours became a canvas for my wife's dedication. Rising at 3 am, she, along with our children, embarked on the meticulous preparation of Ukpo-Oka. The aroma of corn pudding filled our home, symbolizing her determination to overcome the challenges that life threw our way. Even after a taxing day at work, she would rush to the market, ensuring that the ingredients for the next day's endeavour were in place.
In the crucible of life, my wife emerged as a woman of unparalleled strength. Her resilience and discipline were the cornerstones of our family. It was not just the physical labor but also the emotional fortitude that defined her character. The challenges of life did not break her; instead, they forged her into a woman of substance.
As the years unfolded, it became clear that our journey was not a solitary endeavour. The divine presence in our lives, as mentioned in Proverbs 19:14, was evident in the blessings we received. The struggles and sacrifices were not in vain; they were part of a larger plan, a testament to our faith and the strength of our union.
Through the twists and turns of our shared narrative, the Ukpo-Oka venture became more than a means of sustenance. It embodied the essence of our perseverance, a tangible manifestation of our joint effort to weather the storms. The entrepreneurial spirit displayed by my wife mirrored her commitment not only to our family's financial stability but also to the values that held us together.
In the fabric of our shared existence, my wife's unwavering support stands as a testament to the power of love and resilience. As we look back on the early mornings, late nights, and the fragrance of Ukpo-Oka, we see not just a chapter in our lives but a testament to the enduring strength of a love that transcends all obstacles. The divine connection that guided us through the trials has made our shared story of love, faith, and victory.
GENEALOGY
Late Mr Egbonwaegbo was born alone. He married and gave birth to Aniegbo who later became the father of Chief Denis Anih.
Chief Denis who is the only surviving person among his siblings, had late Bartholomew and Victoria as brother and sister.
His grandfather, late Mr Egbonwaegbo was known as an epitome of wisdom, a capacity builder and a peacemaker.
His father, late Mr Aniegbo was a very rich and famous farmer. It was through farming business that he was able to train the first standard six graduate in entire Nomeh Unataeze in the person of late Mr Cyril Egbo.
Family Tributes.
Chief Dr. Onyekaozulu Okolie Jr. Anih
Son.
Nneka Anih (Ugo Di be Eze)
Daughter in Law.
Justina Mercelina Mgbeke Anih
Wife.
Ngozika Okafor
Daughter.
Mike Okafor
Grand Son
Nneka Mbah (Nee ANIH)
Daughter.
Chief Theophilus Sunday Nwachinemelu Mba
Your humble son-in-law
Chiebuka Okafor
Grand Son
Chiamaka Okafor
Grand Daughter
Kossiso Okafor
Grand Daughter
Anih Nnenna
Grand Daughter
Anih Chibuzor
GRAND SON
Anih Chimereze
Grand Son
Obianuju, Ebube ,Uche and Elochukwu Mba
Grand children
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