We set out to St. Edmund church with the hope that the priest would sufficiently give us first hand information on what actually happened
The reverse was the case as everything we thought was contrary to what we saw. The church is a big one with a mission school built inside the compound, not much far from the field mapped out for the heroes’ day.
The Priest will tell us in details what actually happened; we had nothing less than what was on our mind. After Nkpor Park, you have to drive a distance before a bill board ‘St. Edmund’s Catholic church’, a narrow street by the left led us to the church.
By the right is a Mechanic workshop before the Rev. Father’s quarter and we advanced to see the church. Confused as students were coming out, but a keen observation told us that a mission school is therein.
While coming into the compound, people were already looking at us strangely and fearfully, trying to decipher what we actually came to do.
We majestically and confidently walked into the church compound, while the care-taker of the church compound was mopping at us, a young man thought to be the security was also observing us, two women at students’ canteen also conscious of us.
We walked straight to the men sited in front of the non-functional church and enquired about the Rev. Father “He travelled outside the state for a burial”. We glanced at an obituary poster before us and saw the date of the burial has passed.
We realized we are being lied to, with the care-taker’s inconsistent lips and fearful expressing as he could not look into our eyes summed it up. We pushed further with questions “Is here not St. Edmund’s catholic church?” we asked
“This is the church, some journalists came here two days ago, why were you people not here then?” he asked without firmness. “We were on another tour; we have been in this town for pat three days. What actually happened here on Monday morning, at about 3.00am” we asked but they were quick to oppose us “Nothing happened here, did you see anything here?
The press can talk!” they defensively responded as we began to assess the church. A catholic church has never been locked before but the church was
The Priest will tell us in details what actually happened; we had nothing less than what was on our mind. After Nkpor Park, you have to drive a distance before a bill board ‘St. Edmund’s Catholic church’, a narrow street by the left led us to the church.
By the right is a Mechanic workshop before the Rev. Father’s quarter and we advanced to see the church. Confused as students were coming out, but a keen observation told us that a mission school is therein.
While coming into the compound, people were already looking at us strangely and fearfully, trying to decipher what we actually came to do.
We majestically and confidently walked into the church compound, while the care-taker of the church compound was mopping at us, a young man thought to be the security was also observing us, two women at students’ canteen also conscious of us.
We walked straight to the men sited in front of the non-functional church and enquired about the Rev. Father “He travelled outside the state for a burial”. We glanced at an obituary poster before us and saw the date of the burial has passed.
We realized we are being lied to, with the care-taker’s inconsistent lips and fearful expressing as he could not look into our eyes summed it up. We pushed further with questions “Is here not St. Edmund’s catholic church?” we asked
“This is the church, some journalists came here two days ago, why were you people not here then?” he asked without firmness. “We were on another tour; we have been in this town for pat three days. What actually happened here on Monday morning, at about 3.00am” we asked but they were quick to oppose us “Nothing happened here, did you see anything here?
The press can talk!” they defensively responded as we began to assess the church. A catholic church has never been locked before but the church was
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