THE
DANTATA FAMILY OF KANO IN THE 80s
LIFE AT ANADARIYA FARM IN TIGA
Leaving Lagos for Kano in
1980 as a young high school graduate was something I hadn’t planned. I left Owo
for Benin-City to live with my half-brother, Dare who was then a banker.
Somehow, I was not happy with working at the Brewery in Benin City so I moved
to Lagos. Then a friend sent a message to me that Northern Nigeria was fun to
live and work so I contacted the friend I was on my way to Kano. I didn’t know
where I was going in particular but knew I wanted to footloose and get away as
a young man, so the urge for adventure took hold of me and I decided to go to
Kano. During the three-day journey by rail, I ran into an old town man of mine
when I got to Kaduna and we soon became so acquainted that he asked me to come
live with him on Niger Road in Sabon-Gari Area of Kano where most foreigners
live in the ancient city. Meanwhile, I didn’t know that my half-brother
whom I left behind in Benin City few months earlier had also left the South for
the North. We were in the front of the house of my host on Niger Road one day
when I saw Dare approaching me. I thought it was a dream. We embraced. He asked
me to come join him at Balat Hughes Road in the same Sabon-Gari where he was
living with his folks from Ijebu from his maternal side of the family. At Balat
Hughes, the Ijebu communities there were a closely-knit folks who looked after
one another. There, you felt at home as if you were really in Ijebu land. The
popular delicacy of the Ijebus known as “ ikokore”
was always available. Soon, my step-mom came from the South and was surprised
to see me with Dare. She asked if the whole journey had been planned and was I
in the know of the circumstances that brought her son from Benin-City to Kano. Of
course, our meeting was rather fortuitous because Dare never told me he was
planning to leave for Kano when we were in Benin neither did I tell him I was
leaving Lagos for Kano. It was through Dare that I left Kano for Tiga Village
and ended up working for the Dantata family. Dare
was always aiming high. We discussed at length the opportunities of “making it”
in Kano and he told me matter-of-factly that he would not work for anyone or
company in Kano except for the Dantata Organization and every day, he would ask
me to follow him to the sprawling offices of the millionaire on Ibrahim Taiwo
Road. “Aburo-meaning brother-if I don’t work for this man and make it here, I
won’t work for any one,” he would say grinning. Although he made another
exception, which he would reluctantly mention: another Kano millionaire: Rabiu Group
of Companies he would work for in the event of his inability to be employed by
the Dantatas. The rumor was that the Dantata Family made
their money by printing Naira-Nigeria’s currency. Even in Southern Nigeria,
people used to say that the Dantata’s had the Nigerian minting machine stationed
right in their Koki Quarters in Kano through which they printed their own money
and because they are Hausa people, they could not be arrested by law
enforcement agents. The impression was that if anyone could just manage to
secure employment with the company, he could make it like the Dantatas. The foolish idea that the Dantata
Family owned its own printing and minting machine was laughable but we were
young and uninformed in those days, so rumors thrived in the absence of good
and reliable information. But as I later learned, there is indeed an iota of
truth in that rumor. It was true that one of the eldest Dantata’s who was Aliko
Dangote’s uncle was sent to prison the year Aliko was born in 1957 for currency
forgery, money laundering and counterfeiting. The scandal rocked the Dantata
Family in Kano to its very foundation and has since become a reference to the
shadiness and clumsiness of the Dantata wealth. The conviction of Dangote’s
maternal uncle, Alhaji Ahmadu Dantata
for money laundering in 1957 by the colonial authorities was a stain the family
which has not been completely washed off and the blemish soon became the fodder
for the rumor that emerged later. While the conviction and 5-year imprisonment-
Alhaji Ahmadu Dantata was not released until 1962- has been played down by
those intimately familiar with the event in Kano, late Alhaji Ahmadu Dantata
has been able to reduce the damage because, as soon as he regained his freedom,
he was told by his other Dantata Brothers to join politics. The Northern People’s
Government-NPC- led by the late Sir Ahmadu Bello that orchestrated his release
told the family that Ahmadu must cross-carpet from the NEPU to NPC if he wanted
to redeem his name and the name of the Dantata Family. He could also be re-tried
by the NPC government after Nigerian independence if he did not play ball so
Alhaji Ahmadu Dantata agreed and joined the NPC. He contested and won a seat in
the Kano Native Assembly and through that, succeeded in repairing the damage he
did to the Dantata Family. In Kano, this ugly incident was a no-go area and indeed,
no family member was ready to discuss that scandal during our research for the
book on the late Ahmadu Dantata ‘s cousin. This background is necessary in
order for the readers of our forthcoming book: “Aliko Mohammad Dangote, the Biography
of the Richest Black Person in the World,” to understand and know the
research that went into the book. In
those days, the means of communication and information outlets were scarce or
virtually non-existent. We are talking of the late 1950s and the year 1957 when
Aliko Dangote was born. It was possible that Aliko Dangote himself as a young
man may not have been told that one of his uncles was once jailed for money
laundering, forgery and counterfeiting. In the absence of reliable information,
the felony charges had been twisted by local folks in ancient Kano. Even many
of those old enough when the incident happened could not state exactly the
whole saga that Alhaji Ahmadu Dantata went through. The Kano Museum was helpful
in sourcing through the maze of uncertainty and confusion over the ordeal that
one of the Dantata’s went though. This was what informed my half-brother’s
insistence to work for the Dantata Family when we arrived in Kano in 1980.
We eventually got the job and were handed over
to a Briton and told to go to the Dantata Family Farm; Anadariya Farms in Tiga
near Bagauda Lake Hotel. We initially demurred thinking the corporate head office
in Kano was where the action was until a fellow worker told us we would not do
anything in Kano except pushing paper files. “Guys, the farm is where the
action is,” he counseled. “Major decisions are taken in that farm and Alhaji
hardly comes here when he is town but people go to the farm to meet him at that
farm. Besides, you get everything free at that farm.” He was right because we
enjoyed farm life at Anadariyya and each time I think about the “kundi”
(gizzards) we normally ate free and all weekend, those were the days I would
not forget in Kano. In addition, when I think about the Filipino girls that
were our companions and the jokes of our British boss, and other co-workers of
other nationalities, Tiga life was fun indeed. Each time I discuss with
Dare-now in Toronto, Canada -when I call him up from Chicago and we relive
those experiences, we crack up numerous times. But did we strike gold at
Dantata Farms as Dare anticipated? Not really, but my Tiga experiences were to come
in handy three decades later as I prepare to co-author the biography of one man
who once was mistaken for a Dantata: Billionaire Aliko Mohammad Dangote.
TO BE
CONTINUED
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