Senator Binos D. Yaroe has flagged off the construction of a block of two classrooms with solar power, a store, and an office at Bange District, Demsa LGA.
The people of Bange had gathered in their numbers—men in crisp traditional robes, women with colorful headscarves, and children darting between their legs, their laughter a melody against the rustling leaves. Today, their distinguished Senator, Rev Binos Dauda Yaroe, had given them a reason to hope.
Senator Yaroe himself wasn’t present, but his spirit loomed large over the groundbreaking ceremony. Through his tireless advocacy, he had secured a project that would change the lives of their children—a block of two classrooms, complete with solar power, a store, and an office. Facilitated through the Universal Basic Education Commission (UBEC), this wasn’t just a building; it was a beacon of progress for a community long overlooked.
The Senator’s representatives stood proudly at the site, their faces beaming with purpose. Hon. Ahunvona Boniface, the Director General, led the delegation, flanked by Hon. Abdulkareem Bakala, the Chairman, and a host of other honorable figures—Hilda Makanto, Gibson Alexander, Maxwell Zidon, Michael Nixson, and Yosi Lerum among them. Each carried the weight of the Senator’s trust, and their presence assured the people that this was no empty promise.
The District Head, Mr. Rolison Oniel, stepped forward, his voice steady but thick with emotion. “Today, we stand on the threshold of a new beginning,” he said, his eyes sweeping over the crowd. “Senator Yaroe has not forgotten us. He has seen our children learning under trees, in the rain, and the scorching sun, and he has acted. For this, we owe him our gratitude.” Beside him, the Village Head, Baba Nashon T. Fwah, nodded solemnly, his weathered hands clasped in a gesture of thanks.
The contractor, Mr. Timothy Daniel of T.D. DABEWA LTD stood ready with his team. He adjusted his cap and addressed the gathering briefly. “We will begin soon,” he promised. “This will be a place of learning, powered by the sun itself—a gift that keeps giving.” The crowd murmured in approval, imagining desks filled with eager students, lights glowing even after dusk, and books neatly stored instead of scattered by the wind.
As the first shovel broke the earth, a cheer erupted. The people of Bange District stood agog, their excitement spilling over into songs and prayers. An elderly woman, her voice trembling with age, raised her hands to the sky. “May blessings rain upon Senator Yaroe and his team,“ May his days be long, and may his heart always turn toward us.” Others joined her, their voices weaving a tapestry of gratitude.
For the school children watching wide-eyed, this was more than a ceremony—it was the start of a story they’d tell one day. A story of a Senator who cared, of a community that came together, and of a small district in Demsa where the future began to shine a little brighter.
