My Kidnappers Pray A Lot, Serve God And Juju - Siasia's Mum Reveal

 

Mother of the former head coach of the Nigerian national football team, the Super Eagles, Mrs Beauty Siasia, talks about her ordeal in the hands of kidnappers who held her hostage for 77 days, in this interview with DANIELS IGONI

 

 

I was in my house on that day when they came and abducted me. They took me to a strange place. I was sick at the time. I had high blood pressure. They took care of me. They bought some drugs for me. They cooked food and gave me some to eat. They didn’t beat me. There were some days when there was no food to eat. We drank garri on such days.

 

Sometimes, they prepared eba and soup and we ate. But one day, they told me we had stayed too long and they were tired of our problem. They carried us in a boat and dropped us in a village. I don’t know the name of the village. They carried us to their chairman’s place. I don’t even know the man, but they called him Seiyefa.

 

 

I am not feeling fine. As I am talking to you, I am not well. Before they took me away, I was not well. I want to go to the hospital.

 

 

I was kept in a small house that was roofed with tarpaulin.

 

 

This is rainy season. They kept a rubber container, which they used to collect rain water. That was what they gave us to drink.

 

 

No, they didn’t. Who will give you a phone to speak with anybody? They didn’t allow me to speak with anyone on the phone.

 

 

No, they didn’t.

 

 

I was sleeping when they broke down the door and entered my house. They were many. I didn’t count them, but I know they were many. They carried me from the house and put me in a boat.

 

 

The boat had one engine.

 

 

No, there was no electricity. They used torchlight.

 

 

They are young men, old enough to be my grandsons.

 

 

They brought me back. I had been with them for three months. I kept telling them to let me go. I think they were also tired of keeping us. So one day, around midnight, they put us in a boat and dropped me in a village. I don’t know the name of the village. Someone mentioned it, but I can’t remember now. They asked us to alight from the boat. Then they called my people and told them to pick me there.

 

 

They told me that my son, Samson, had a lot of money. They said he was a very wealthy man, a millionaire. But they could not get Samson. Samson’s father is old. I am also an old woman, not a young woman. I did nothing wrong to those people. This is the second time they have kidnapped me. I have not done anyone any wrong. But I will not say anything. Only God knows everything.

 

 

I prayed very hard, but the kidnappers prayed more than I did. It seemed like they knew about God more than I did. But they served God and juju. We never gathered at anytime to pray together. They tied charms around their bodies and carried guns.

 

 

What kind of happiness is that? Although I have regained my freedom and I am back home, I am not happy. I have suffered a lot in the kidnappers’ den. I don’t even know the people who kidnapped me. I am not happy at all.

 

 

When I was with them, I kept warning them to leave me alone because of my age. Henceforth, none of them should come near my house again. What did they mean by saying that my son had a lot of money? This is the second time I have been kidnapped in less than 10 years. I told them to warn other members of their gang not to dare come near me again. They made me to suffer a lot. If what I suffered is good in their eyes, they will also suffer the same fate. They should be arrested, thrown into jail and tortured. I don’t know them.

 

Culled from Punch