Monday, 26 September 2016

The KSA Memoir: What a prophet told my parent before I was born | + Why they whisked me out of Ondo @ age 5…


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The Adegeye family with Mama in her life time


The story gets more interesting today with the revelation of how a Prophecy came forth warning the parent of King Sunny Ade (Find out their names in the story)before his birth about eventualities that could happen if he is not taken out of his home town in time.
For his parents, there could be nothing more revealing and time saving than having such prophecy after losing 8 children in a row. Find out what and how the Prophecy given by the prophet saved King Sunny Ade’s destiny till date. For those who choose not to believe in prophecies or take such for a cosmic joke, this is an eye opener for you.  
Enjoy the excerpts on your Africa’s number 1 Celebrity encounter blog Asabeafrika.

I hated music but love boxing as a child…


“Very little is required to know Sunny Ade, the juju musician, singer and entertainer.  For long, newspapers have presented glimpses of my life, both complimentary and otherwise, to the public.  However, Sunday Ishola Anthony Adeniyi Adegeye, who transmuted to King Sunny Ade, is not as well known to the public. The former is a school drop-out, former rascal, who discovered music, loves it, plays it and literally lives it. My story is that of a boy who could have missed it by sticking with the ‘wrong’ crowd and probably ended up a statistical entry for stray children.  Each time I look back at my life, I conclude that a few things have been extraordinary.  But these extraordinary things, strangely though, do not include my success in music.  In my view, how I became a musician is more amazing than the success I have made of music”.

“Why?  As a child, I hated singing lessons with all the spite I could muster.  They simply drove me mad, particularly with my teachers’ penchant for making us repeat the same songs as though they were religious mantras. Yet, I ended up a musician”.
The Adegeye family with Mama in her life time
“But the prophecy came with a caution: it would not be fulfilled if my parents raised me in Ondo.  In short, my parents were warned to take me away from Ondo where, the prophet foretold, danger lurked.  Yet, there was more. The prophet added that mysterious things would happen to me every five years until I would turn 45”

I wanted to be a Catholic Priest as a child
“As a child, my real passions were football, boxing, athletics and to some extent, dancing.  While growing up, I had access to plenty of food, yet I ate very little.  And I still do a habit partly responsible for my sparse frame. I also nursed a strong desire to become a Catholic priest because I loved the way priests turned out and the respect with which they were treated.  I also believed that the incense used in the Catholic Church had the powers to drive evil spirits away.  Like anyone growing up at the time, I believe that evil spirits were responsible for nearly all human afflictions.  Each time I had a chance to hold the incense in the Catholic Church, I moved towards people I liked to ensure that they were covered in those fumes, which we all believed scared the evil spirits.  To my young mind, I was doing my people a huge favor, not realizing that they choked on the fumes which made them coughs ceaselessly”.
KSA...The Destiny Child
With time, however, my passions changed.  Why they changed remains a mystery, not where and when they changed.  The wind of change began in Oshogbo, the present capital of Osun State in Western Nigeria.  Slowly, the wind grew in velocity, chiseling off my childhood passions and desires one after the other. Somehow, it left me with the one I least fancied – singing.

While I consider my story extraordinary, it may not yield a script for a blockbuster.  Yet, in between, it threw up the gripping stuff”. 

Mum gave birth to me @ age 50…
“It all started in Ondo, Western Nigeria, on 22 September 1946 – the day I was born.  My father’s name was Samuel Adeniyi Adegeye, while my mother’s is Mariam (nee Adesida).  Both of them descended from royal families in Ondo and Akure respectively.  At birth, I was christened Sunday Ishola Adeniyi Adegeye.

My parents were traders.  They were also very active members of the Methodist Church. My father was not a minister, but he played the church organ each time the organist was absent.  As a trader, my father sold cocoa, clothes and other items.  I thought of him as a merchant because he seemed interested in just all types of legitimate merchandise.  He was always there when it was time to sell cocoa, just as he was when it was time for cotton and other items he felt could bring him money.
KSA's Mum was his best cook before she passed away at 103 few years ago. (Inset is Dad's picture)
My mother was almost the same except that her wares were principally raw food items like beans and garri.  At a time, she only sold in bags.  I grew up knowing my mother as the woman my father married.  However, I was told that my father had married an Ondo woman before he met my mother.  I never met the woman, but my mother confirmed that her husband had a wife before her.  I also heard that the woman bore my father a son and a daughter, neither of whom I have ever met.

Why my father’s first marriage broke up is not known to me.  But I have made many attempts to trace my brother and sister.  However, these attempts have been futile because I have not been able to conduct adequate research.  Also, the problem is compounded by my mother’s inability to recognize them.  She is now 110 years old (The time this book was published in 2006).  We also do not know if they still bear Adeniyi or Adegeye as the family name.  Incidentally, the last time I heard about them was from my mother.  She once told me that she met my father’s sister, who told her my brother and sister were living somewhere in Benue State.  But that was a long time ago.

My mother had me when she was 50.  I was the last of 11 children of which only the last three survived.  I have to recall this because it reminds me of the serial tragedies my mother went through.  I often wonder how she found the strength to survive the death of eight children and the joy she must have felt when the first one lived – a supreme example of an emotional trough and peak”.
KSA....A glory foretold
What a Prophet told mum & dad about me…
I was born after she had decided to stop having children because she had already had children of both sexes.  My elder brother is Akinlolu Adeniyi Adegeye, while my sister, who died in 2004, was named Ibidun Adeniyi Adegeye. She was married to Alhaji Amodu from Ipele in Owo, Ondo State.  My birth and eventual fame were said to have been predicted by a prophet.  According to my mother who had decided to stop having children, a prophet told her that she would have a son who will be so famous that his hometown will be called by his name and vice versa.  My parents clearly believed the prophecy.  And I still think that it was why my father ensured that Ondo traditional marks were etched on my cheeks.  Among my father’s children, I am the only one with tribal marks.  My assumption is that my father decided that I should have facial marks so that he would know if I was the child the prediction had referred to. But the prophecy came with a caution: it would not be fulfilled if my parents raised me in Ondo.  In short, my parents were warned to take me away from Ondo where, the prophet foretold, danger lurked.  Yet, there was more. The prophet added that mysterious things would happen to me every five years until I would turn 45.  If I survived these mysterious occurrences, said the prophet, my parents should stop worrying about my safety.

The prophecy seemed accurate because I have experienced one mysterious thing or the other every five years. The scariest of these, incidentally, was in 1991 at the age of 45, when I was ill and rumored to have died.  Earlier, however, there had been hints that the prophecy was genuine.  Of course, I did not realize this until I was much older.  The seer, according to my parents, had warned them to move me out of Ondo immediately I was five!.
KSA...'Prophet told my parents i would be great'
The journey to Oshogbo…
“They took no chances.  My parents decided to move to Osogbo.  My recollections of the journey to Osogbo are not particularly rich.  At age five, I knew very little, but I can vividly recall that the journey was harrowing.  In those days, there were not many commercial vehicles travelling between Ondo and Osogbo.  In fact, it was just one vehicle per day.  For anyone desirous of travelling, it was important to know in advance and be there when the vehicle was taking off.  Once it left, the traveler had missed out for that day.  We succeeded in getting ourselves to the station.  However, our problems began when the driver refused to have us on board because my parents had three children.  The driver believed that he stood no chance of getting fares for the three children who would also occupy space that could accommodate a paying passenger.
KSA....The Famous  boy from Ondo town
We eventually boarded the vehicle, but not straight to Osogbo.  Why?  I do not remember clearly.  What I remember is that we disembarked at one town. From that place, we started making the journey on foot.  And because I was young, I lacked the stamina to trek for long.  My mother, brother and sister took turns in carrying me on their backs and shoulders. After a while, we would hop on another vehicle, but would return to trekking over long distances.  We eventually got to Osogbo.  I do not remember how long it took us, but the journey left us all with one adverse effect: my mother developed serious pains in her legs because of the long trek.  Up till today, one of her legs is thinner than the other.  I have taken her to hospitals in the hope that the leg would be restored.  Sadly though, this has been without success”.

(Excerpts from the book; KSA: My Life, My Music by King Sunny Ade. Read ‘My childhood life in Oshogbo’ tomorrow on this blog)

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