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Who took Uncle Noah's ark?
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Who took Uncle Noah's ark?

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Ever wondered why a donkey is also called an ass? You know what cats are called right?!🤓Ok lets be nice.😎

EU blue card – entry and residence of highly qualified workers (from 2023). Share this information with your friends and...
11/25/2023

EU blue card – entry and residence of highly qualified workers (from 2023). Share this information with your friends and loved ones. It may be a good opportunity for somebody. Read for yourself. I saw the ad and decided to share, I don’t know the process.

Do you want to help improving EUR-Lex ? This is a list of experimental features that you can enable. These features are still under development; they are not fully tested, and might reduce EUR-Lex stability. Don't forget to give your feedback!

03/10/2022

Chidinma Ojukwu, the prime suspect in the murder of Super TV CEO, Michael Ataga, and other inmates participated in a beauty pageant held in Kirikiri correctional facility

Nigeria can do better if we choose to do the right thing at all times. Enough is actually means enough.
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Nigeria can do better if we choose to do the right thing at all times. Enough is actually means enough.

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Fearless Honey Badgers confront lions...👊🏾

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This is simply amazing...

10/03/2019

Youngest billionaire in Ghana...🤣

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The shooting happened on Friday at the Virginia Beach Municipal Center.

05/31/2019

Abortion services can continue for now in Missouri after a judge ruled against the state, which had refused to renew Planned Parenthood's license to continue providing the procedure. The matter will be heard in court again on June 4.

05/31/2019

Homeland Security inspector general has found “dangerous overcrowding” and unsanitary conditions at a Customs and Border Protection facility in El Paso, Texas.

05/31/2019

The comparison to Rachel Dolezal, a white former NAACP leader who pretended to be black, came amid question of Warren's Native American heritage.

05/01/2019
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It's been time uncle Joe...

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03/12/2019

THE EFFERVESCENCE OF CASCADING HOPE: A TRIBUTE TO A FATHER WE KNEW AS DADDY.

By Nosakhare E. Osawe

This indeed has to be one of the most difficult moments in my life. It almost seems like truth in words hit you in the face when you least expect. It couldn’t be more difficult when we walked into the New Year wishing one another the very best of the season according to the traditions of men and the very hope of a better tomorrow. “Hope deferred makes the heart sick… Proverbs 13:12”. You did call me somewhere around 9:00PM-10:00PM GMT on New Year’s Day. We shared thoughts and plans for the next few months. Yes, you were so positive and optimistic, we even talked about how happy you were about the conduct of Osadebamwen & Marvelous’ wedding.

We talked about your recovery process and the next step we must take. You called me the following morning at about 9:00AM GMT and we had a repeat of the same conversation of the previous night. A bit concerned as to why you were repeating yourself again, I wanted to question it but a part of me said no, I just listened and agreed to every word you said. Aimuanmwenosa, your grandson was the last person to speak with you that day in the house. Infact, he said; “…’gimme’ the phone ‘lemme’ talk to grandpa”. Soon as he got the phone, he greeted you, saying, ‘yeyezi’ he meant, “Lamezi”, the family greeting you taught all of us many years ago.

The moment of truth couldn’t have dawned on me, impossible! The day I was traveling to Nigeria, we prayed together, shook hands and you bade me farewell. You gave me specific instructions and simple assignments to follow through on. I couldn’t imagine it was going to be last time I will have to call you daddy. No, impossible!! I wasn’t going to accept it. How can I be saddled with a responsibility I am not prepared for?...“Nosa, this is another milestone please ensure total compliance, daddy.” was the message you sent me as I arrived Nigeria. Days after we carried out your assignment, you sent another message, “Congratulations for a job well done”. Yes daddy, it was always a pleasure to carry out your assignments and instructions to the letter. We couldn’t bear to see you disappointed, we loved and respected you so much for that.

Returning back to the US to see you in that cold room where you laid calmly and peacefully, gave me a combination different vacillating emotions. I took off my hat and greeted you “Lamezi”, no response, I walked very close to your body, yes it was your body but you weren’t there anymore. I looked closely, I saw the bald part of your head fully covered with white wooly hair, all I could mutter under my breath was, “God is great!”. Not sure if it was the right thing to say in such circumstance, however, it was all that came out of my mouth. Indeed, there was peace and calm. Then, in an instant, I went back to all the moments we shared with you as your children and you as our father, whom we knew as daddy.

I somehow felt an unusual peace and calm when I thought about how you walked me through life from my cradle to your very last moments here on earth. Ironically, I happened to be your student. As defiant as I would have been, you taught me everything there was to learn in becoming a man. As kids you taught us how to separate work from play. We knew week days were for school work, weekends for house chores, Sunday’s for church and Sunday afternoon for recreation. You taught us how to swim, enrolled us in tennis lessons, made us appreciate sports because you were a sportsman too. You gave us a very decent upbringing which we would cherish forever. On the day of my first interview into secondary school, you taught me how to read, prepare and sit for interviews. We had breakfast that morning and you taught me how to handle a set of cutleries. I hear for the first time the word, “Etiquette”, yes table manners. You removed anxiety from me that day and taught me self-confidence.

When I made it through the interview process to gain admission into Federal Government College, Ido-Ani, I remember how excited you were walking me through those big iron gates. You said to me, “this is exactly how my father walked me through my first day in secondary school”. You told me how you missed him when he passed and that I should be very serious with my studies to become a responsible man in future. At 10 years old, you already told me of this uncertain day that would surely come, a day I really never wished to come anytime soon. You’ve always prepared me but how prepared can anyone ever be to lose a loved one, let alone a good father and mentor? You taught me about God, how merciful he was and you ensured we all got baptized in the catholic church. How would I have known God if you didn’t walk in His path? How would I have understood love and mercy if you didn’t first show it to me. When twisted and broken, you gave me light and hope. I saw you in your strength but you also showed me in strength lies weakness. You had a large heart, you forgave with so much compassion. How else could you have preached God’s love and mercy, daddy?

You were a great teacher, a master historian who loved to take anyone who cared to listen, down the memory lane of ancient history. You distinguished yourself in your political career, you carved a niche for yourself in your profession. You taught us the dignity of hard work. We learnt through watching you, what passion and commitment is. You never showed any sign of weakness even until your last moments. Your voice was always so strong and powerful that it reverberated high energy anytime you spoke. Your presence and demeanor always commanded authority, dignity and respect. Yes, I was always proud of my father, a daddy like no other. Yes, all my problems went away when I told daddy about them. Everyone knew you on a different level but you opened up to me in a way like no other. First, your son, I became your student, under your strict tutelage I struggled to become a man. I earned my first salary working for you. Growing up as a young man, you took me through another learning process in life. Was I sure I knew what I was doing in life? You taught me to understand that if I deceive the whole world and still deceive myself, I will only have myself to blame. That used to be your punch-line but it was also my red-line, I should never cross.

We kind of became friends until finally we became buddies living in the same residence. Indeed, your fire never diminished, your passion was always ignited by your desire to move forward. You had so much hope in life that nothing was ever strong enough to put you down. You abounded in grace and you also accepted your low moments. I saw through you, a man without hope is a lost man. You overcame your body and defeated sickness because it never defined you. Oh daddy, I miss those teasing punch lines you gave me, the fist bumps and bro hugs. I miss our political debates and some of our serious talks, yes, we had moments were we would normally disagree, not speak to each other for a few days, then somehow we both want quick settlement. Gladly, I make you something to eat, then you begin with those interesting stories of the past. You taught us so much about the great Bini empire, the great kings of the past. You ensured I had keen interest in current affairs. I know when I score a cheap point in our argument, you somehow with the wisdom of a wise old man turn it around to admonish me to apply knowledge to get results. You gave hope to dead hopeless situations, you had the eye of an eagle that sees far and wide. You indeed conquered your world, distinguished yourself, made a good name for yourself and when it was time for you to leave, you made that call.

You walked me through life by just observing your lifestyle and yes daddy, you taught me to have faith but you also gave me hope that cascades effervescently down the hills. And yes daddy, you were indeed a great father. Rest in peace sir for you have completed the circle of life.

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While the idea and potential of the plane will generate plenty of buzz, this is a concept that is likely decades from being built.

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