Late Mrs Ibiso Igonibi Jamabo-Jack
Ibiso was everything to me. She was not only my younger sister, I saw and felt my mother in Ibiso. Far away she communicated with me at the same levels as my mother did. We made jokes, we laughed and hoped for the future together. We had shared concerns, fears, hopes and goals and in our chats she demonstrated the level of wisdom I never had when I was her age, perhaps even now. I am naive with little understanding of the prevailing thought pattern but in Ibiso I had an extremely insightful and logical ally who possess great vision of comfort and prosperity for the family. I abhor sluggishness but Ibiso is different; she is calmer than I am even though it is noticeable that she has a no-nonsense approach to her ways which comes out whenever it is necessary and required.
