I thank God for the blissful fifty seven years that we shared together.
You were there for me all these years, always providing a shoulder for me and the children to lean on.
Your life was an embodiment of unflinching faith in God Almighty, honesty, integrity and hard work which you told us were the secrets of success.
We shall endeavor to hold on to these legacies.
The night of June 10th 2020 turned my world upside down. Death took you away from us. I felt as if I was in a bad dream, but behold it was real.
Life can never be the same again for me. I have lost the core of my existence.
Nevertheless, I am encouraged by the belief that you are resting in the Lord’s bosom.
I take solace in your saying “Never mind, its gonna be alright”.
I trust that God will continue to take care of our family.
Rest in perfect peace J, as I prepare for my own home coming which is inevitable.
Your wings were ready Dad, but my heart was not.
I am still at a loss for words to explain that my ROCK” is gone forever!
Ever present Dad, you were always there to help and support me, celebrate my successes, understand my problems and accept my defeats. You always let me and my siblings know the value of hard work, good judgement, courage and integrity.
All these life lessons you started with the “conversations in your study room” many moons ago in my early childhood years.
My siblings and I meant the world to you You often said you were the richest man in the world because of the six of us and how close-knit we are. You instilled the family values in us and, always with happiness and pride, said we were your “famous six”.
Your faith was unshakeable; you referred to the good Lord as the “man with big eyes” and taught us to honor God always. I will forever hear you gently say “mu na chim di mma” .Yes, dad you are now resting with Him .The heavens gained an angel on June 10th, 2020.You will continue to intercede for us.
Your presence will surround me forever with loving thoughts to cherish always and to forever listen to hear you say “never mind” and “whatever task at hand then done”.
Those special memories of you will always bring a smile: when we sat around my kitchen table most evenings after dinner and talked about nothing and everything. Sometimes when I mentioned that someone was not doing right by me, you would say not to worry, that the persons dad would not beat my own dad in a fight! That always cracked me up, imagining this fight! That’s my Dad ever protective, even in my adult years.
My memories will include you telling me the same stories over and over, and when I tried reminding you to tell me something new, you would say “I know I have told you this story before, but I want you to hear it again from me”. I wish I could hear the same stories a million times over now!!
God knows best why he called my Dad on June 10th, I have cried out to him, but I will not put a question mark where He, God has put a full stop.
My mom, my siblings and I will continue your legacy.
Grief is just love with no place to go, an unbearable weight of emptiness.
Forever loved and adored,
Rest in Perfect Peace and May perpetual Light shine on you, Dad.
Dr Ijeoma Maduka[Adichie]
aka-Nnem Ochie #1
Tribute to my beloved Dad
On Wednesday June 10 2020, the curtains were drawn and darkness simply fell upon my beautiful family in broad daylight!
The heavens heralded the arrival of an Angel. Daddy answered the call of His creator and went peacefully to be with the Lord after saying a prayer. He wore a beautiful smile on his face as he slept.
Wow! What a glorious exit.
An iroko tree has just fallen! This echoed the words of many as the news began to spread.
I mourn my beloved dad today. An Iroko tree indeed fell!
“E Nna eeeeeeeeeeeeeee” I would call him. He would answer “Eeeeeeeeeee”. This was the kind of sweet love that filled our home.
People often wondered how my family had stayed so close-knit over the years. When you have a dad like ours, Prof James Nwoye Adichie, first Professor of Statistics in Nigeria, Odelu Ora Abba as the Patriarch, being close-knit is not an option. It comes naturally.
‘Old Bee’ as we also called him, referred to the sting of a Bee. Though I don’t recall him ever stinging anyone, that name still caught on. Also, because a Wasp has the hour glass shape of a lady but stings nonetheless, Mum was referred to as the Wasp. My siblings and I would always discuss Bee and Wasp. And when we called them these names, they answered with loads of affection.
Daddy where are you? Odelora where are you? Old Bee where are you?
My heart bleeds!
At our last weekly family zoom meeting on Sunday evening, daddy was full of life. He laughed as usual, cracked jokes, gave us updates on who had come to interview him at home. Whenever he got bounced off the Zoom network due to the poor connection, he would quickly get back in. I told him that he had gotten more tech savvy than me.
I am a strong, confident and self- assured woman today, Dad because of you and Mum. You gave us everything. We lacked nothing. You were present at all times. You taught us the essence of life. Thank you.
You would call me “Nne Ochie numberrr ……. I would say “Two”- referring to my position as the second daughter. We always had reason to cheer. Thank you nna m.
We called you “Defender of spouse” because you defended mum at all times.
Dad, you led by example. Your integrity, honesty, patience, humility, kindness, contentment, faithfulness and hard work have rubbed off on all of us. Thank you nna m.
Dad, I married Sunny because I saw a lot of you in him. You told me he was a good man. He has lived up to that. Thank you, dad.
You helped Chisom and Amaka with their homework. You were filled with pride when they both graduated with honors last year.
You asked me on Monday to send some of your regular medications which were running low. I did, but you didn’t wait to receive them.
Oh! Where do I go from here?
I have cried my eyes out, I have wailed, I have screamed, I have looked for you in your room.
E Nna eeeee, now I know where you are. You are looking down at us from heaven with the same beautiful smile you had on your face when you transited.
You lived a very good life. You died a happy and holy death the likes of which the faithful ask God for when they pray. You touched so many lives.
You left a legacy.
In the words of CY (a former classmate, as he consoled me), “Prof joins the sages!
He translates to a higher realm!A trailblazer!A great teacher!A Father sans boundaries.”
He continued “Prof did not die. He joined the company of innumerable angels. Maybe he will apply Advanced Statistical Principles to put a figure to the innumerability of his now co-angels.” Just maybe!
I am consoled by the legacy my beloved father left.
I weep no more.
Patience is a virtue that carries a lot of weight and dividends.
I will wait on the Lord to guide me.
Odelora nna m, I love you to bits ma na ndu ma n’onwu.
We celebrate you today dad because you lived a beautiful life, worthy of celebration.
Who the cap fits, let them wear it.
Sleep on beloved Dad; never forgotten.
Nne Ochie gi numberrrrr ….. Two
Daddy the man the man, Odelu ora Nke mbu na Abba
Once Upon a time, you called me Chu the boy, and then I became Chu the man.
I became Chu the man because I was guided on an amazing journey from childhood through boyhood and then to manhood by the greatest father on earth – You.
Oki sent me a text at 23.41 on Wednesday June 10 to say ‘Bee is having a bad night’! I called back to try and speak to you to tell you that everything was going to be alright, but the maker of the Heavens and the earth had HIS plans and decided to call you home that night.
Wednesday June 10th is the day an irreplaceable void was created in me. No words can describe the emptiness and sadness I feel. No words can describe the fear of all of the tomorrows without you around. I don’t believe you have gone forever.
I really wish you did not leave us that night.
I really wish we had more time.
And now I really wish you could come back.
I have dug deep within myself to try and accept that it is the will of God.
I have dug deep within myself not to ask God any questions because He is God.
I want to thank you for being the greatest father on earth.
You always told me how your father David Adichie was the greatest father and I always told you that my own father (You) is the greatest ever. I really find it difficult to refer to you in the past tense.
Daddy the man the man, thank you for everything
For believing in us all
For the freedom to be ourselves
For the guidance at every life junction
For the sacrifices that you made
For the values you taught us
For teaching us to always be steadfast in our faith
And for the legacy you have built and left for us.
I know you will be guiding me from above.
I will celebrate you until we meet again to part no more.
Rest in Peace Dad
Chu the man
Odelora nke mbu na mbu na Abba niine
It still feels strange. We joked and laughed on the night of June 10th. You later told me that you had prayed and were ready, then you breathed your last shortly thereafter, practically in my arms.
My world as I knew it collapsed.
You lived an exemplary life, perfect gentleman, peace-loving, defender of spouse, full of kindness.
Ofu mba ji na Abba
In life we loved you dearly
In death we do the same
It broke our hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone, for part of us went with you the day God called you home.
Death changes everything
Time changes nothing…..
I still miss the sound of your voice, the wisdom in your advice, the stories of your life and just being in your presence.
So no, time changes nothing, I miss you as much today as I did the day you died.
I just miss you
It is almost impossible to write a tribute to you. For the first time in my life, language fails me. I still can’t fully comprehend it. Even writing this, there is a haze of unreality hanging over me. I now know what sorrow means. I wish you hadn’t left us so suddenly. You told me ‘ka chi fo’ on the night of June 9th and I thought I would talk to you the next day. I had no idea. I feel lost. My whole life has been defined by being your daughter, by having you there, and now I feel utterly lost.
I am so grateful to have had all the years we had. All the years of learning from you and laughing with you, of teasing you and listening to you, all the years of your telling me stories about our family and our past. All the years of encouraging me and believing in me and brightening my paths with the light of your pride.
I would hail you: Odelu-Ora Abba! The original dada! The one and only dada!
And you would hail me: Ome ife ukwu! Nne m ochie! Omeni! Nwoke neli! Ogbata ogu ebie!
You always paid attention, always remembered, always listened.
Nna m odelu-ora. The one and only dada, the original dada.
There was no one like you. O nwero onye dika gi.
I could not have asked for a better father.
Uwa m uwa ozo i ga-abu nna m.
I will miss you for the rest of my life.
Nne gi ochie,
I still can’t believe you’re gone. We all hoped you would have more time with us. I can no longer jokingly say “The man” and hear you respond with “Onyeocha”. I will never hear our conversations end with “Nwa m Jisie ike”. Hearing those words always comforted and motivated me. I will miss your kindness, wisdom, humor and intelligence. I remember how you’d rub your thumb and index finger while helping with my math homework. You never needed a pen or paper and within minutes, you’d have the answers to math problems I’d been grappling with for hours or days. Granted, I wasn’t the brightest pea in the pod in my youth. I remember how you literally left me squeaky clean from baths, when I was really young and unwell. Your left hand vigorously rubbing my skin with very little water and soap.
It took me getting older to truly appreciate and understand a lot about you. I wish I had done so earlier. I have been hesitant to write this tribute, because it makes your passing true.
When an Iroko tree falls, the entire forest feels the impact. Your passing is not just a huge loss to us, but to the countless people you touched in your beautifully lived life.
The man, thank you for the life lessons you taught me. You will be missed dearly, but your memories will always stay with us.
Nna m Jisie ike
TRIBUTE FOR DADDY
God saw you getting tired and an earthly cure was not to be
God knew your desire not to live a life on earth that would create any burden to the ones you loved the most
On June 10, 2020, God put His arms around you and whispered ‘Come to me’; let your party in heaven begin.
God broke our hearts on that day-when His time was right- to prove to us He only takes the best.
Yes, the best husband, father, grandfather, brother, uncle and father-in-law who left behind a family bound together in great love, unity and strength; a true manifest of who you were
Yes, the best teacher, professor and friend who left indelible marks on all the lives he touched.
Daddy, I specially thank you for raising a wonderful daughter, my wife, who has brought so much into my life and into the lives of Toks and Ari. She has raised the boys in true character of your image.
On a more personal note, a few days after your passing, I stood before your picture in our family room, I held it gently in my hand and moved closer. At that moment, I was lost in your smile full of love and wisdom. I was reminded of the wonderful moments I shared with you in that room. We spent many nights (when you visited) sharing your memories, stories, words of wisdom and advice. I will always hold dear and cherish those moments for the rest of my life. I WILL MISS YOU VERY DEARLY.
In our minds we will still talk to you and look for you in our hearts but in our souls, we know you are at peace with God. We will cry, we will mourn and be sad but we will rejoice and be glad for the opportunity God gave all of us to share our lives with you.
Rest in peace Daddy
Obinna (aka Maduka O) Maduka
Tribute to my Father-in-law
Good night to one of the most beautiful souls to have ever lived.
Daddy, I’m so privileged to be part of your life. You were a rare man; such an uncommon personality, a joy to be with…
I MISS YOU DADDY, YOU ARE SO DEVASTATINGLY MISSED BY ALL.
I miss your stories of the old times, of your growing up and your school days— all the “Nna m si m” stories. The grace of your proverbs, how lovingly, gracefully, and proudly they were always told. They were always special to listen to even though you may have told them many times before. No one around you ever got tired of hearing them all over.
I admired your sense of family values, your personal discipline and sense of value to things and issues that matter. Your simple approach to life, your belief in equity, justice, fairness, and good conscience.
I remember each time we would discuss current affairs how you would always express deep concern about how things had turned out in Nigeria and especially how the love and regard for money had eroded discipline, respect, integrity, rule of law, and fairness.
Daddy, I still find it difficult to think of you in the past-tense, perhaps due to the suddenness with which you left. At 88 years you were so full of life.
I remember sometime last year, during one of our normal telephone discussions, when I called you to ask how you were doing and you said to me ‘’ana ro kwa m aku mgba nu.”
Yet, you left so soon afterward and without notice.
Daddy even as I write this, your voice keeps playing in my head and to know that it will never be heard in real life is hard to deal with.
But I take solace in the fact that the life you lived matters.
You have gone to be with the LORD, glory be to His holy name.
The God you diligently and humbly served is a good God, who rewards those that served Him well, and He will reward you abundantly, in Jesus name.
I remember the first time I met you – it was at the faculty of Physical Sciences, UNN.
I introduced myself to you as Chuks’ friend, and you smiled and greeted me warmly.
Years later, Chuks and I would get married.
You always supported us.
You always supported me.
You always celebrated Chin and Kam
I remember one of the many conversation we had when you thanked me for looking after your ‘seeds‘, whilst you explained to me the role a mother has in the life of her children.
I will continue to do my best.
Your wisdom, humour, storytelling, care and calmness at all times was unmatched and will be greatly missed.
Thank you for accepting me into your home.
I will always remember you fondly,
It’s unbelievable that you are gone but…
I remember when I first met you. Your warmth and grace enveloped me. I felt so blessed. I’d found my father again. And for those 8 years, I felt invincible again. Like I was young and no one or nothing could harm me. I had a father again. I could run to you. Like my son’s T-shirt that describes you as ‘Super Grandpa’.
I always knew this time would come but I always said ‘not yet’ and did my best to make the most of the moments. If I had known, I would have finished my conversation with you….
Philippians 4:8 says ‘Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is of any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.’
You were noble. You were just. You were pure. You were lovely. You certainly had good report.
Till your last moments, you were all these and more. You said you had made your peace and said your prayers. You were ready. May we all have the same opportunity.
Nna m, Odelora Abba….ka chi fo.
You have left me with so many memories that make me smile each time I think of them.
You took me into your home and family as one of your sons from the first day. No questions asked. Well, apart from the time when I was visiting in Abba. I had to go home to Itigidi to see my aunty. On my way out you wished me well and asked me to greet her, but to make sure I come back the next day, unfailingly!
You were a father to me.
Something else even more endearing. The Dada kept a file for all of his children. Not sure what was kept in theses secret files, but I was honored to find out that I also had my own personal file.
There is no one that showed more dignity and grace that was so effortless. A truly amazing husband, father, brother and son.
Love you dada and will miss you.
A Tribute to my Grandfather.
My grandfather was a quiet, compassionate, and intelligent man. He taught what it meant to have an immense presence. He would be in the room not necessarily saying too much, but you would know that he was taking everything in. He knew how to say exactly what needed to be said in any moment and would make every encounter memorable. He had the ability to make you hang on every word by speaking with purpose. He taught me the importance of living with purpose and doing what needs to be done. Everything he did was for a reason and that’s something that will always stick with me the older that I get. James Adichie was an excellent grandfather and role model, I strive to be a better man because of the example that he set through the life he lived and the family he built. I miss you grandpa.
To my grandpa,
my homework helper, Igbo teacher, story teller. The wisest, kindest, gentlest, most humble man to ever live. Thank you for showing me what it means to be a good person. For making me laugh with your clever, sarcastic, said-with-a-straight-face remarks. For teaching me to knot my secondary school uniform tie. For explaining the meaning of the “big” Igbo words I didn’t understand. For the deepest words of advice and pep-talks born of love. For those “ha-ha-ha, he-he-he” laughs when you were pleased with something I’d done. For my beautiful name. For always being there. I love you grandpa.
Tribute to my Grandpa
My Grandpa was one of the kindest men I have ever met. He would give you the shirt off his back. His generosity was limitless. He was a smart man and he worked hard for everything he had. He didn’t judge others or criticize different ways of life. He would nod his head and say something like “To each their own.” He meant it. He was a role-model to me. Thank you for all the advice you gave before I went off to school, for all the warm hugs and gentle pats on my head you gave when you learned of an achievement I had made. I am sad that we won’t get to have our dining table talks anymore but I know you’re in a much better place now. Rest in perfect peace Grandpa. Till we meet again. Love you forever.
You were the embodiment of wisdom, kindness and integrity. I will always remember how you would greet me with a smile- “Hi man!”. I’m grateful that I was able to observe and learn from someone so calm and intelligent. The fulfilment I felt whenever I heard you pridefully mention me attending Eton, is the same feeling that will spur me on to excel and honour your name. Grandpa I love you and will miss you dearly. As you often said to me; ‘I love you, man.’
May you rest in perfect peace.
Chinedum Nnamdi James Adichie
“Chinyelum!” I often wonder the next time I’m going to hear someone call me that beautiful name. My Grandpa, gifting me the name, was really the only person that called me that. With joy in his voice, a smile on his face, his arms open ready for an embrace, “Chinyelum, ahh how are you?” he would say. My Grandpa was a happy man. Always wanting others to be happy too, a trait that runs deeply through me and my father too. Something about his presence eased my soul, whether it was him leaving the house for his morning walks, or him writing in his book keeping track of every minute detail of his life, or him telling stories, mostly in Igbo(which I didn’t fully understand) but would still laugh aloud in tune with my family members. He was someone you wanted to be around always. I look up to my Grandpa in so many different ways, and I’m happy to know I made him proud. I wish he could see me do so much more, but I know he’s watching us. Each and every one of us. He’s created an incredible legacy. He celebrated all of us from getting 10/10 in a spelling test in school to big life achievements. He taught me that everything should be celebrated and I will keep on doing that for the rest of my life. And for the rest of my life, I shall celebrate him. I love you Grandpa.
A Tribute to My Grandfather
It is interesting how one’s role in a family shifts with age. Those believed to be endless days of youth are too quickly forgotten once one reaches the age of fatherhood. The speed of life doesn’t cease here, as one’s newborn child seems to age so quickly that some find themselves continuously scratching their heads at the sight of their once newborn being too heavy to carry. Throughout this process of maturation, the morals and values of a man become solidified; the man learns the importance of family, education, and preaching love to all those around him. In essence, a man grasps the skills and tools needed to fulfill the most integral and essential duty he’ll hold in his life; being a role model. To not only myself, but my entire family, James Adichie was a prime example of what it truly means to be a role model. From an early age I was able to realize just how loving and caring a man he was; his warm smile would seem to emit a light that would bounce off the walls, filling rooms and infecting all around him. The ecstatic tones of my mother’s many stories of James’ days raising her filled me with a sense of pride; through her memories and her experiences I was able to piece together an image of a man who truly loved and admired those close to him. He instilled the values that many men simply speak of, but few truly exhibit. He was and will forever be more than a father, brother, husband, and grandfather. He was a blessed man who walked this earth spreading nothing but joy, and his spirit will live with each and every one of us.
“FAREWELL DADDY – Odeluora nke mbu na ABBA”
I am still battling with the belief that you are gone because I never would have imagined you would leave so suddenly. Chai!! It is quite sad. Your death came as a shock to me and as you sit in the arms of the Lord, I mourn your death. I did not expect it and wish I had more time to continue to appreciate you.
Daddy, you were a legend, no doubt. Words can not explain it enough. So humble, kind, loving, caring and good at heart and soul!!! I will really miss you and your honest fatherly advice.
I remember the numerous moments we shared together – in Nsukka, Lagos and Abba.
I was with you in Abba last January. It is shocking that the box of attires we packed together was the last thing we did together.
Daddy, you taught me gentleness, humility, generosity and kindness. The most courageous and intellectual being! Daddy, you were a great TEACHER. I remember you once told me, “Nnee-Ochie! O ji nwayo aga, a na emerulo aru” (A good planner has nothing to lose). Yes, I actually got to Abba from Enugu at night. In other words, I had nothing to lose if I left early.
You were one person I know that never mixes languages. It was always complete Igbo or complete English. Never would daddy be talking in Igbo and add “but, so, even if, and, yet, since…… etc” Daddy was actually a genius. I really lost a rare gem. You were so strong, bold, jovial, a pillar that supported our whole family! Such a huge loss has definitely created a vacuum, one that suffocates me every time I think of you.
Daddy’s jokes made everyone around laugh and they were always memorable. His dance steps were always with ease and a lovely facial expression. You were and will always be an inspiration to me. You were my HERO.
I remember how you would gently tell me “never mind, all hope is not lost…..” Daddy was always in good spirits, even until the day he died. A fervent Christian. Very prayerful.
I strongly believe that you are in a better place.
Rest in Peace till we meet again.
DADDY WAS SUCH A UNIQUE MAN AND A Wonderful UNCLE.
“DADDY” (as we famously called you)! You were our uncle but we called you Daddy because of the way you were to me and everyone in our family.
Daddy, you were a loving and caring father (best Uncle in the whole wide world) whose lifestyle was very unique and left an everlasting impression on all you came in contact with. You were a man of integrity whose beliefs never wavered.
Daddy, you were a role model, a forward-looking man who believed that everything was possible with God. You never for one minute doubted your abilities or God’s grace in your life and our family (the Adichie lineage).
Daddy I will miss the wonderful times we shared as one big family, especially last December (2019) at the wedding of Ugochukwu Ofili, which brought everyone together. We had so much fun as one family under Daddy’s Leadership.
Daddy, personally you left me with so many memories of you. Who will call me “Arose”? Who will describe me as or call me “Nwoke n’ Ututu”? Whom will I call any time I am worried about some issue that needs serious attention? I have asked God questions: why did you decide to take Daddy on Wednesday 10th June 2020? What do you expect us to do, knowing full well that our family depended on Daddy? Why have you allowed our family suffer this grief now that we need Daddy’s guidance so much? Well, then I remember that God gave us Daddy for 88yrs to enjoy and God has called him back. So, I need not question God anymore.
My Aunty (mommy, his wife) and all our family will be alright since we must just remember you as precious, ageless Daddy. Even your passing was the way your life was: peaceful and without drama. I, we, have accepted. It is well with our souls. We need to celebrate his well-lived life.
For our family, we will keep on with the love and values you inspired in us: oneness, real family love and a close relationship. Daddy lived a fulfilled life and his legacy left behind will never die.
To quote Reinhold Niebuhr, “God grant me and my whole family the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference”. God said it’s well with us since two decided to go together to their creator.
Daddy, sleep well in the bosom of the Lord till we meet to part no more.
Adieu Daddy! Adieu Adieu !!!.
From Rose Ofili (your Arose) and entire Ofili family.