We, the Set of 2013 Muslim High School Anyigba, the love for our alma mater, and the profound gratitude owed to Hon. Paul Gowon Idris Haruna (IJN).
In the dusty, sun-drenched corridors of the Muslim High School, ANYIGBA, there is a ghost of laughter that hangs in the air. It echoes in the cracks of the old walls, whispers through the broken windows, and rests heavy in the hearts of those who once passed through its gates. For us, the graduating set of 2013, this school is not just a building of blocks and mortar. It is a sanctuary. It is the crucible where our young, untamed spirits were forged into the men and women we are today.
Time, the great eraser, has a way of dulling memories. But the feeling of sitting on those hard wooden benches, the scent of chalk dust and rain soaking the rusted roof, the shared sweat under the afternoon sun during morning assembly—these are not memories we want to fade. They are the foundation of our identity. Yet, for too long, we watched from afar as the very walls that held our dreams began to crumble. The passing years painted a picture of neglect. The classrooms that once resonated with the roar of our debates fell silent under the weight of disrepair. The paint peeled like old skin, the desks wobbled with the weight of history, and the roofs wept during the harmattan.
It broke our hearts. Because to see your childhood home decay is to feel a part of your own soul splinter. We, the set of 2013, often spoke of returning, of fixing the broken pieces. But life scattered us to the winds. We built careers, families, and futures—often forgetting that the soil that gave us roots still needed watering.
Then, like a gentle rain after a long drought, hope arrived.
When we learned that Hon. Paul Gowon Idris Haruna, I J N, the distinguished Representative of the Bassa/Dekina Federal Constituency, had turned his gaze toward our beloved alma mater, something stirred deep within us. This was not merely a politician fulfilling a civic duty. This was a son of the soil recognizing the sacredness of a foundation. His decision to champion the ongoing renovations of our classrooms is more than a project of concrete and steel. It is a resurrection.
Hon. Haruna looked at our broken school and did not see a liability. He saw a library of souls. He saw the future doctors, engineers, teachers, and leaders who will one day walk through these same gates. He heard the silent prayer of a thousand alumni who whispered, “Please, don’t let our school die.”
Your intervention, Honorable, is the bridge between our past and the future of the children who will inherit these halls. You have taken the dust of our memories and mixed it with the cement of progress. You have reminded us that the village still loves its children. You have validated the sacrifices of our parents and teachers, who taught us in those very rooms that education is the only weapon that can change the world.
To Hon. Paul Gowon Idris Haruna, we, the class of 2013, bow our heads in profound reverence. You have healed a wound we thought was permanent. You have honored a story we feared would be forgotten. When we look at the fresh paint and the repaired roofs, we will not just see a classroom. We will see a promise kept. We will see the face of a leader who understands that to build a nation, you must first protect the cradle of its knowledge.
Thank you for making our school feel like home again. Thank you for carrying the torch of our forgotten dreams. May your name be etched not just in the walls of Muslim High School, but in the eternal fabric of gratitude that weaves our community together.
With tears of joy, undying love, and deepest gratitude,
– Prince Adamu Ibrahim Alih
The Set of 2013
Muslim High School, Anyigba,
Kogi State.
Forever indebted.
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