The Breakout was a Leap

Its Saturday, 12:30PM.

I will not be live on Adaba 88.9 FM for my weekly programme, Youths Hangout.

“I have packed my bags, I am switching Jobs.

I have bought a one way ticket, I am not looking back.

Good bye brothers! Good bye friends.

I am heading for a new lane and that’s my home…” –

(This song is playing in my head. It is my edited version of Timi Dakolo’s — Wish me well).

I got into Akure for my National youth service in May 2015.

I just delved into a new career path, radio. New? Definitely. I have always been a print person. I graduated from the Mass Communication department of the University of Benin with full blooded print option. My SIWES abi na industrial training was done at the Bendel Newspaper Company Limited (BNCL), publishers of the Observer titles with over 100 by-lines to my credit.

I have also tried my hands in the online media, writing analytic articles and poetry- I don’t know where this part of me has gone, so don’t ask me- for different blogs including mine off course( and

So I was full-blooded, maybe I still am, full time print.

Electronic media was not really my forte, even when UNIBEN Radio was launched (I was in 300 Level),I was not one of the students counted worthy to be in the hallowed room.

But NYSC changed the scale.

I landed in the Orientation broadcast Service (OBS) at the permanent orientation camp in Ikare Akoko- the town holds important memories for me. I had my secondary education here and another important phase was birthed here. Flanked by the awesomely nature adorned environment, rocks from ages past and a red soil that carries hundreds of years of amazing cultural heritage- and another journey started.

One day I will write about the experience at the camp radio.

Long story short, my experience at the OBS gave me wings. I became a dove- Adaba.

Adaba 88.9FM which literally means dove is arguably the biggest radio station in Ondo State with a coverage that spans around 5 states — Ekiti, Osun, Kogi, some parts of Edo and Oyo and comprehensively, Ondo.

My first trial at the station in terms of a voice audition went as the sport news for that night.

The then head of news, Mr Babs asked, “Opeyemi what would you like to do…what do you think you can handle as a radio person”. “Politics and Sports…” I immediately answered.

An audition followed and the journey started.

It has been two years and the experience has been lit.

I went from a disastrous first outing to a bold time out on the console. You can check out the outing here.

I experienced the unusual training sessions of the enigmatic Aladesanmi Oyekanmi. I owe Mr. Sanmi a lot in terms of my growth as a radio journalist. I had a supportive head of News, Dimeji Daniels. KBlack (Ayo Adumashi) and Olayinka Ojo took me through the needed routines of the rugged terrain. Monikanla was the big sister I never had- I will miss eating her deliciously prepared cuisines-, Omoye is a partner in development I hold so dear in my heart.

The break out was the first leap…looking on.

When it became clear I needed to leave, Aunty Deola and Patience Ibeh almost pushed me to tears. Their faces made the decision even more difficult. Aunty Jumy, I love you to the moon and aunty Moyin-Ojo, I am sure my experience as a radio personality will not have been as awesome without you. Sola Illesanmi will forever remain my mentor! We worked in different media outfits, and still he took interest in me. He trained me, tutored and even listened to and corrected my news reports.

Adaba also gave me my love. Don’t worry, this is not the story.

Sir Martins Ayoola! One day I will tell the story of the awesomeness of my General Manager. Telling him I had to leave remains one of the most difficult decisions in my life.

Few days ago my umbilical cord from the brand was cut- my last official attachment. My head of news called to say, the time for my programme — Youths Hangout- was needed for something else. So its official, I am fully off the grid.

Leaving to where? Why leave this awesome platform? What are you going for or to? Is it worth it?

A lot of questions right? I will talk about that in my next post.

Sneak peak; I am now in the eagles nest.

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