{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Mathematical 7","provider_url":"https:\/\/mathematical7.com\/m7","title":"A special tribute to Our mother \u2013 Maami! - Mathematical 7","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"ZeZrIrO2YO\"><a href=\"https:\/\/mathematical7.com\/m7\/a-special-tribute-to-our-mother-maami\/\">A special tribute to Our mother \u2013 Maami!<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/mathematical7.com\/m7\/a-special-tribute-to-our-mother-maami\/embed\/#?secret=ZeZrIrO2YO\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;A special tribute to Our mother \u2013 Maami!&#8221; &#8212; Mathematical 7\" data-secret=\"ZeZrIrO2YO\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script>\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/mathematical7.com\/m7\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n<\/script>\n","thumbnail_url":"https:\/\/mathematical7.com\/m7\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/Abeke_Odegbami.jpg","thumbnail_width":186,"thumbnail_height":227,"description":"That\u2019s what we all called her \u2013 Maami.   We sometimes also called her mum, the English word for mother, even though she understood only two words of the English language. Despite that my siblings and I spoke the adulterated version, pidgin English, to each other at home throughout all our childhood days in Jos. The two words she understood and spoke mischievously a few selected times were \u2013\u2018ruffish\u2019 and \u2018noisese\u2019, both her own pronunciation of \u2018rubbish\u2019 and \u2018nonsense\u2019. She would utter those words in either dismissing us after an argument or in telling us off that she too could speak English! For reasons only known to her, Miami refused, bluntly, to learn to speak any version of any other language except the Egba dialect of the Yoruba language plus a little of Hausa, because she needed that to transact some of her buying and selling business with Fulani Cattle rearers in Northern Nigeria up to Fort Lamy deep in the Sahara desert on the border with the Chad Republic. She communicated with us her children in Egba dialect, ostensibly to remind us constantly of our roots in Abeokuta! Otherwise, it was her greatest pleasure to \u2018murder\u2019 any other foreign words and language with her heavily accented Egba dialect. Every time she opened her mouth to talk everyone waited in bated breath, expecting any one of her series of words that sent people reeling in laughter, or anger, or both, with her looking bemused, happy with herself and totally unperturbed. It did not matter to her what anyone thought or felt. She was so loud and proud of her Egba roots and language that she wore both like garments. Following her retirement from the life of a nomadic trader in the early and late 1960s when our father left home to join the British Cotton Growing Association (BCGA) in Gombe, and she, on her own, had to take care of 5 of the 6 children left with her (Dele, our eldest brother had left Jos to attend secondary school in Western Nigeria), she took over the responsibility to bring up all of us, and settled down to become the biggest pepper grinder in the whole of Jos Township market! Everyone knew her, or about her."}