n the
early fifties in Bukuru, Jos South Local Government area of Plateau
State where I grew up, streets in the town were swept early in the
morning before we set out for school. All dirt and refuse were
collected and taken to refuse dumps or incinerators, placed at
strategic areas, and burnt. Later, the sanitary inspector whose duty
was enforcement of sanitation laws both on the streets and in homes
would appear either on foot or bicycle for inspection. On each
street he visited, he would select some houses at random and call on
the residents to open up for inspection. He would observe the
cleanliness or otherwise of the frontage of each house. Once inside
he would first of all inspect the courtyard to see whether it was
swept or not, then he would inspect water pots to ensure that both
the pots and the water inside were clean.
He would demand to see a white
piece of cloth which each household must possess. This white piece
of cloth was used in tying the mouth of the pots before water drawn
from the well was poured into the pots. The cloth prevented dirt and
dead insects from entering the pot along with the water. The
Dubagari as he was popularly known in Hausa, would ensure that
the mouth of the well itself was built above ground level to prevent
running water from entering it and must also be provided with a
proper cover.
The next place of call while
still in a house was the toilet and the bath areas. Pit or bucket
latrines must always be covered when not in use and the premises
kept clean always. If there were lapses he would advise the
household to correct or improve before the next inspection which
could be sooner than later. He would commend members of a household
who had maintained a high standard of sanitation. While on the
streets, he would inspect blocked drainage systems and order his men
to apply insecticides in gutter or streams in order to prevent
mosquitoes from settling and breeding in them.
From time to time the
dubagari also visited market places. Traders were forced to keep
the frontage of their shops and premises clean. Some other days the
port of call was the abattoir. There he would inspect animals to be
slaughtered to ensure they were healthy. Those in bad condition were
excluded. He would inspect the premises of the abattoir and forced
some cleaning to be carried out where necessary. Those were the
colonial days when people were disciplined and co-operated with
constituted authority. The sanitary inspector then was as visible as
a policemen on patrol. Every homeowner kept his house and premises
clean in order to avoid the wrath of the dubagari who could
visit one’s house any day without notice.
Nowadays, the situation is
different. Despite our resources, enlightenment, high level of
education, high level of civility and better understanding of health
hazards, we are still being taught how to maintain environmental
sanitation. We have had War Against Indiscipline (WAI) with monthly
sanitation exercises. Presently, the new government through National
Orientation Agency (NOA) organizes sanitation exercises in some
states. Alas! Visit major streets in a state in the country, you
will be shocked and ashamed because of the heaps of refuse you would
see dumped on the streets, in front of residences and shops. One
should also not be surprised to see owners of expensive cars eating
banana or oranges and throwing the peels on the streets through the
window as they drive along. Passengers in buses, taxis and labourers
riding in tippers do the same. Some children and some adults eat
sugar cane and throw the rubbish as they walk along the streets. The
exception perhaps is Abuja (FCT).
Former President Olusegun
Obasanjo had instituted National Environmental Sanitation Day in
2005. This year’s sanitation day was 28
June, 2007. I understand some state governors are planning to revive
monthly sanitation exercises in their states. I hope and pray the
aim will be achieved.
Recalling the activities of
sanitary inspectors in the fifties once again. There was a sanitary
inspector in Jos popularly known as Dubagari Farin Wata. He
always appeared in his uniform made of khaki jacket and trousers,
white shirt, black tie, black shoes and a helmet to match. He was
efficient, effective and dedicated to his job. He was a household
name in Jos. He was loved and feared. The lazy and stubborn people
who could not maintain cleanliness in their houses feared the wrath
of Dubagari Farin Wata if he happened to visit their homes.
Dubagari Farin Wata
retired from service long time ago. I met him in Sokoto in 1988 when
an agency of state government responsible for sanitation, employed
him on a contract to assist in the governmental sanitation sector.
Where is he now? Can’t the state governments revisit the dubagari
phenomenon in order to teach the importance of environmental
sanitation to our people? The dubagari of yester years was an
employee of the then Native Authority administration!
MOHAMMED
resides at C 16 Rimi Drive, U/Rimi GRA,
Kaduna.