Dear OGA,
I remember when you taught me Poetry in Form IA. I always enjoyed your class.
I remember your influence on us when you addressed the school years ago. I also remember how you got our parents involved in our various school projects.
You inspired us as a person. .I admired you a lot . I was so stunned , you remembered me,whenI thought nobody knew me . I actually was so quiet during the MG days .I felt that no teacher or principal would know me. We met on the plane travelling to England in April 1994. You asked me " How are you ? How is your dad"? You saw how stunned I was and you smiled gently, and I was overwhelmed that you did know me. I was travelling with my best friend who had no idea who I was conversing with. I do remember that for the rest of that journey,I could not stop talking about my MGHS days and how dear you were to all of us . My father also shared his memories with me about how you challenged the PTA to provide the best Science Laboratory in the whole of Lagos state for the classes of 1980-1981. May your sweet and gentle soul RIP.
Jumoke Adegoke (Nee Arojojoye)
NJ.USA.
I first met Aunty in 1975 when Adeola and I became friends in Form 1 at Queen's College. In the intervening 30+ years, Aunty was an inspiration to me (and I'm sure to so many others) - I greatly admired the way that she embraced life and all its challenges with Christian fortitude and perfect equanimity - her faith in God and His constant goodness never seemed to waver. It is only now that we are older that I appreciate how young she actually was when Sola first fell ill.
When my mum died in 1991, Aunty was one of the people who "said little but encouraged greatly"; she assured me that it would be well with us because God would never leave us. That really seemed to be her approach to life - "it will be well with us". I have total confidence that she is resting with the Lord (with her enigmatic smile firmly in place!) whom she served so faithfully and diligently and loved so totally.
I pray for strength and comfort for those left behind to miss her, especially Uncle; I pray that "it will be well with you all".
It takes a while to adjust when people you have known go away. I still find it hard to believe that Aunty has gone. But thank God that she is now resting secure in the bosom of the Lord.
So many memories, of Apapa, of secondary school, of London where the Onafowokans graciously housed so many "weekenders" and "holidaymakers" like me. One statement that Aunty made which has always stayed with me is the way she would tell us at Methodist Girls High School "Clean Minds in Clean Surroundings". This was usually whenever she came into a classroom and found it untidy. 
This phrase has stayed with me through my adult lie and I find that each time I tend to get comfortable in an untidy space, it comes up in my mind and I cannot focus until I tidy up.
Aunty showed me how to be a devoted wife and mother. She never sat down to do this, but I learnt just by watching her. I try to be like her.
I thank Aunty for the memories and Peace be with her and her family always.
Grandma was an inspiration to me and so many others. My last memory of her is when I went to her house and she had lots of visitors and I felt really shy. It is only now that she is gone that I realise how much she was loved.
