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Memoir: My Life, My Dream, My God... (an Inspirational Story By Sirneij)

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.
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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.



© Idogun John Owolabi 2016.
WhatsApp Number: 08146359073.
Email: Sirneij@gmail.com.

All rights reserved; No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author or author's Jewel.


Dedication.

I dedicate this memoir to the less privileged who can not afford school fees and see their potentials fading as the day goes and to those who the Admission Policies and slots in Nigerian Universities have Frustrated.

Declaimer

This is albeit a memoir but not totally or explicitly true! The names of persons and places used in this story are based on fiction or author's imagination. Hence, any form of similarity or resemblance to actual name of a person, place or event is as a matter of coincidence.



Background of Memoir.



I have come across scores of humans with great potentials and whose potentials are gradually escaping to the thin air as a result of the abject poverty they wallow in.

They feel disappointed watching other children leave their homes for school while they sit at home helping their parents who could not cater for them by giving them the best legacy, which is believed to be Education.

Some are admission seekers who toiled nights and days to gain admission into the Universities of their choice and to study their dreamed courses but end up being frustrated by the low admission slots in the various universities of this country.

Most of the persons in these categories are always seen depressed and most times involved in criminal cases which may end their lives awfully and unfulfilled while few endured these frustrations since they are inevitable, re-strategized and made a headway! Having studied these groups of people, I have decided to share part of my life's story with them.

As far reaching as the story can be,this memoir centers on "My life: the 'turn-arounds' I witnessed, my intimate and casual encounters with some persons, and my secret affairs"; "My dream: what I loved to become and my philosophy in realizing my dreams,my potentials,my mentors and my contents"; and "My God who taught me lessons of life and ways to handle world's subtle and tricky displays." I beseech you to sit back and relax as I unfurl the events that characterize this intriguing, exciting and inspirational piece!

Am not a professional writer and this is my first story, so as expected, bulks of errors can be seen but I want you all not to hesitate criticizing and correcting me using the comment box.

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Prologue.

"Wow!!! Am I dreaming? Three admissions at the same time? Lord, you're great! Great, indeed! Beyond what words could say!!! Wow,my dreams are coming to fulfillment, I sense! I can't believe that I am the one making this headway! Am I even dreaming? No!I can feel some pains pinching myself!" were the words of joy accompanied by tears emanating from a victorious me! Why were these words found on my lips? Who am I? What made me hopeless? And lots more are the posers in everyone's mind begging to be released. Chilax... Let me address some of them while others shall be addressed in the course of the story. My name is Idogun John Owolabi popularly and radically known as Sirneij. I am the last born of my Mummy but tenth(10th) in my family. I came from a very humble polygamous family where children upkeep and welfare were solely Mummy's responsibilities. The straw that broke the camel's back was that, the head of the family never gave a damn when it came to performing fatherly roles most especially, to his first wife with her children. Things were visibly hard for My Mummy who was left to cater for eight ( 8 ) children all alone. My Mummy had eight ( 8 ) children of which five(5) were females and three (3) were males.
How did I make it to the University in this obviously slash-and-burn, demoralizing, unsympathetic and frustrating situation? Sit back, pick up a chair or mat alongside your favorite refreshment as I take you through this intriguing, educating and entertaining memoir.

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter One(My beginning).




Growing up was very arduous, daunting and strenuous. This was borne out of the fact that I came from a very humble background. I was born some years ago into a family of seventeen; My Father, My Mummy with Eight( 8 ) children and My Step Mother with Six(6) children. Are you amazed? Don't be! I came from a polygamous family where the head of the family, My father, happened to be a biased being who loved his second wife together with her children but detested his first wife with her children. After some times, I began my academic career in one local school in my village which was located at Irele Local Government Area,Ondo State,Nigeria. I wasn't a fast learner or maybe I was a dummy then who failed to realize his potentials. I started off in primary one but I had no result at the end of each term because I could not afford the N70 we were to pay then as school fee which they called "Hand work". A turn-around visited my life when my eldest brother(Kayode) came home for holidays(He wasn't coming home before even during holidays) . He was then an undergraduate in the University of Benin(Uniben). He met me playing around with tyre. He scolded me and asked for my results.
Bro Kayode: (spoke in Ikale,our native language) You are playing around while your books are lying helplessly on the floor?
Me: (Began to shiver as hot tears climbed down my cheeks because I knew that I wouldn't escape being flogged by him).
Bro Kayode: Have you vacated?
Me: (replied in Ikale as I couldn't speak English) Y...y...y...e...e...e...s...s S...s...i...i...r!
Bro Kayode: Where is your result?
Me: I have no result.
Bro Kayode: What!!!?? Why????
Me: I did not pay my "hand work" fee.
Bro Kayode: How much?
Me: N70.
Bro Kayode: Did you ask Mummy?
Me: Yes but she said she had no money!
He thought for a while but went further to ask me some elementary questions where he met disappointments upon disappointments because none of his questions was correctly answered by me at the age of Five(5). Yes, I started schooling at 5!
Bro Kayode: Did you write exams?
Me: Errrmmm... Yes Sir.
Bro Kayode: Are you sure?
Me: Yes Sir!
I knew he never believed me and truly I didn't write any exam. How would I when money for the payment of school fee was unavailable?
Bro Kayode: Let me even test your knowledge. What class are you?
Me: Errrmmm... Primary one.
Bro Kayode: What is 2x2?
Me: (Thought for a while) It should be 22!
Bro Kayode: (visibly shocked) What!!!!???? Oh my God!!!
Bro Kayode: Spell GO.
Me:Errrmmm... ( Thought for a long time... Saying glomm...glomm in my mind but ended up having no clue) I don't know it Sir!
Bro Kayode: Am done with! ( his eyes were now filled with tears but the tears weren't rolling down).
This my irritating and woeful performance, I think,was the catalyst that spurred him to talk to My Mummy because My Daddy wouldn't have given a damn if he went to him.
He dealt with me as expected with his belt. After several lashes, I stormed out of My Dad's sitting room crying violently and simultaneously watching out in case he showed again. My Brother was very friendly no doubt about that but he was a chronic disciplinarian who never joked with failure or academic stuffs. After a while,I sneaked to check on him and was relieved seeing him sleeping. He woke and met Mummy return from the farm.
Bro Kayode: Ankale o... Ankabo o, Yemi... Kuse(Good evening and welcome My Mummy... Well done).
My Mummy was just returning from the farm at 7pm with her bicycle loaded with unpeeled cassava fruits.
My Mummy: Kale Oko mi...Kaaboo(Good evening and welcome My husband).
He helped My Mummy in offloading her loads and later sat to begin the peeling of the cassava fruits. My Sisters and I also took our seats to get the job at hand done. We peeled these fruits until 11pm and afterwards, we took our dinner and off we went to bed!


TO BE CONTINUED

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter two(My beginning cont'd)




While in bed(mat anyways) almost gone to the dreamland,I heard a familiar voice having a cozy tete-à-tete,I presume, with another familiar voice. I quietly lifted up my head to ascertain my assumption. It was My eldest Brother with My Mummy discussing in Ikale,our dialect.
Bro Kayode: My Mummy, I am not happy with what I saw today.
Mummy: What is that my son?
Bro Kayode: I met John in a bad state academically. He doesn't know anything. What broke my heart most was that he has no report card through out his primary one! He told me he wasn't given results because of N70. Why ma?
Mummy: (Her lacrimal gland had secreted saline fluids which are accumulated visibly in her eyes... She gave a deep sigh). Hmmm...My son, it's not that I don't have it in mind to sponsor him but as you know, I am responsible for the payment of you and your siblings' school fees and the feeding of your remaining seven siblings together with your father when my turn to cook for him comes. I work hard all my life to make sure that you all go to school and make it in life but sadly,it seems I have chosen wrongly.(Tears now flowing freely from her eyes). Your father hates us as if I was used as a substitute for a borrowed money and that he is not your biological father. He treats us just like slaves! Am I supposed to be responsible for you and your siblings' school fees and your feedings? Your Daddy sponsors your step siblings while he neglects us! He maltreats us without a genuine reason while treating your step siblings with their mother like eggs!Oh Lord,why have you allowed this unbearable pains to be on me alone? Have I done wrongly by getting married to a man my parents instructed me to marry? Why have you allowed these pains and suffering to Pierce through my veins and arteries unceasingly? (She broke into uncontrollable tears as my Bro cuddled her)
Bro Kayode: (wiped off his flowing tears) My Mummy, everybody knows how bad our Daddy treats us but by all means, we must all make a headway in spite of that. I have resolved to be sponsoring John so next session, he will start going to a nearby private school. Please, help me with his school's uniform and I will handle the rest.
Mummy: (shocked...) From where will you get the funds to accomplish this?
Bro Kayode: I will be engaging in tutoring some students while also learning in school. My earnings will be shared between him and me.
Mummy: Ah! Oko mi(My husband)... God will be with you! All your engagements shall be successful by God's Grace...
Those were all I could hear from their confabulation as my heart drifted to the tasks ahead. "My Daddy is really heartless, how could he be treating us as if we were his slaves? Anyways, my tasks are somehow herculean... I have to make my loving and kindhearted Brother proud of his submission... I have to wipe My Mummy's flowing tears off her angelic face and put to shame those who have been limiting us!" This was my submission before nature called on me and I succumbed.


Will I be able to fulfill this promise? Only time will tell!

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.
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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

[ @Youngpoetist: ] Space Booked,....... I wan Reach bathroom

Welcome bro...

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter three(My new environment)



The much awaited resumption day arrived and I found myself in a new environ with smart looking guys and girls! I was called on to participate in a screening. I went into a room as directed and met a well dressed and handsome looking man who happened to be my interviewer.
Interviewer: Good morning mister and please, have your seat (pointed to a chair in his front).p Please, can I know your name?
He spoke in English and because I didn't understand that language, I failed to answer him.
Interviewer: I'm talking to you, mister!
I was just looking at him as if he was speaking Spanish!I didn't understand him until he decided to ask in Ikale.
Interviewer: Koruko e?(What's your name?)
Me: Oruko mi ni Idogun John Owolabi (My name is Idogun John Owolabi)
Interviewer: Ki kilaasi wo gha tele?(What class were you before)
Me: Primary one.
He picked a sheet of paper and a pen and wrote some stuffs on it. He afterwards passed it to me with the mindset, I presumed, that I could read it. He waited for me to speak out for like 15minutes but met disappointment as nothing was forthcoming! He later discharged me and simultaneously, my brother went in.
It took,for me, like eternity before my brother returned. Disappointment was obviously written on his face. He beckoned on me to come and I went to him. He engaged me in a conversation.
Bro Kayode: (spoke in Ikale) The interviewer confirmed that you know nothing. He said you don't understand anything in English.
Me: (visibly dejected) It's not my fault brother. My teacher in my school didn't speak to us in English. Everything she was saying was in Ikale.
Bro Kayode: (Sighed) Anyways, he said that the only class you fit in is nursery one so you are going to be demoted considerably to two classes lower than the one you were before.
Me: (sobbing...)
Bro Kayode: Since all my pleas to at least allow you stay in nursery two fell on deaf ears and since I know you are unworthy of even being in nursery one, I succumbed to it. So,you are going to start here in nursery one! Remember all I had told you before now and my promise if you can and can't achieve them. Be a good boy and enjoy your stay!
My loving brother bade me goodbye as he was travelling to school that same day. I sluggishly began moving into the school. I inquired from a man, who I later discovered was one of the staff members,the geographical location of my new class,Nursery one. He took me there and introduced me as John to the class. I wanted to ask him where and when he got my name but later waded such thought off! As expected, I was the cynosure of all eyes throughout that day. The day's activities were concluded after the closing bell was rung. I hurried home to share my experience.


TO BE CONTINUED

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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.
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Fadeyi Oluwaseun
Ladoke Akintola University Ogbomosho
B.tech Marketing Management
200Level, Nigeria.
Hummm

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Donatus Mercy
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Bros, a big wow goes for your story. I mean, you're doing a really great job....Ride on bro....More ink to ur pen

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Don't forget to mention me in your next update oo...I'm following bumper to bumper

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter four (My first humiliation)


It was like a month or more now that I had changed my school and to the glory of God,I was beginning to understand English bit by bit. One day,I was busy "photocopying" what our Aunty wrote on the chalkboard when a soft and tiny voice cooed some words into my hearing. "I am Mirabel,what's your name?" was the exact sentence I heard. I looked at my front, back and my left but saw no one. As I turned to my flip side, a smile that could melt a mentally sound man greeted me... I was speechless when I sighted an epitome,breviary and conspectus of beauty whose beauty was enigmatic, arcane, cryptic and mystic and whose portrait must have been done by a Professor of Industrial Design in heaven before God decided to declare a public holiday just to breathe into her nostrils!
Mirabel: (smiling)Can you please tell me your nomenclature before you cut me out of this world with your unrelenting gaze?
Me: (felt embarrassed...ruminated over what nomenclature could be and had a good go by comparing her previous expression with this...)My name is John.
Mirabel: Please,when you are through with your note,give me. I want take it home to copy.
Me: Okay...
I thought about this encounter for a while but later concentrated on my work. After some minutes, our Aunty stood from her seat and walked majestically towards the board.
Aunty: Good afternoon pupils!
We: (chorused in unison)Good afternoon ma!
Aunty: I want to teach you three lettered words in English Language this Afternoon. She faced the board and wrote English Language as the subject on which that period was going to be spent, the topic, its definition and some examples. "Three lettered words are words that contain three letters or alphabets. Examples are: Cut, see, eat, mat, man, boy etc." I heard her say amidst demonstration. "Hey Deji,give me an example of three lettered words that is different from those on the chalkboard and its spelling." She continued her teaching.
Deji: Sin!
Aunty: Spell...
Deji: S-i-n.
Aunty: Correct! Give him a round of applause!
We made a resounding applause for him.
Aunty: John, help us with another three lettered word.
On hearing my name being called upon, my heart started pounding as if it was about to be deprived of its abode! I stood sluggishly as million gazes were on me!



Did I succeed giving her what she asked for?


TO BE CONTINUED

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Fadeyi Oluwaseun
Ladoke Akintola University Ogbomosho
B.tech Marketing Management
200Level, Nigeria.

[ @Sirneij: ] Chapter four (My first humiliation)
It was like a month or more now that I had changed my school and to the glory of God,I was beginning to understand English bit by bit. One day,I was busy "photocopying" what our Aunty wrote on the chalkboard when a soft and tiny voice cooed some words into my hearing. "I am Mirabel,what's your name?" was the exact sentence I heard. I looked at my front, back and my left but saw no one. As I turned to my flip side, a smile that could melt a mentally sound man greeted me... I was speechless when I sighted an epitome,breviary and conspectus of beauty whose beauty was enigmatic, arcane, cryptic and mystic and whose portrait must have been done by a Professor of Industrial Design in heaven before God decided to declare a public holiday just to breathe into her nostrils!
Mirabel:(smiling)Can you please tell me your nomenclature before you cut me out of this world with your unrelenting gaze?
Me: (felt embarrassed...ruminated over what nomenclature could be and had a good go by comparing her previous expression with this...)My name is John.
Mirabel: Please,when you are through with your note,give me. I want take it home to copy.
Me: Okay...
I thought about this encounter for a while but later concentrated on my work. After some minutes, our Aunty stood from her seat and walked majestically towards the board.
Aunty: Good afternoon pupils!
We: (chorused)Good afternoon ma!
Aunty: I want to teach you three lettered words this Afternoon. She faced the board and wrote the topic, its definition and some examples. "Three lettered words are words that contain three letters or alphabets. Examples are: Cut, see, eat, mat, man, boy etc." I heard her say amidst demonstration. "Hey Deji,give me an example of three lettered words that is different from those on the chalkboard and its spelling." She continued her teaching.
Deji: Sin!
Aunty: Spell...
Deji: S-i-n.
Aunty: Correct! Give him a round of applause!
We made a resounding applause for him.
Aunty: John, help us with another three lettered word.
On hearing my name being called upon, my heart started pounding as if it was about to be deprived of its abode! I stood sluggishly as million gazes were on me!
Did I succeed giving her what she asked for? Join me in the next chapter to know....

Memoir: My Life, My Dream, My God... (an Inspirational Story By Sirneij) - Diaries

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

[ @donnybee: ] Bros, a big wow goes for your story. I mean, you're doing a really great job....Ride on bro....More ink to ur pen

Thanks Bro!

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

[ @donnybee: ] Don't forget to mention me in your next update oo...I'm following bumper to bumper

Update has landed ooo @donnybee

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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.
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Donatus Mercy
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[ @Sirneij: ]
Thanks Bro!


Thanks....I'm a female, not a bro

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

[ @donnybee: ]

Thanks....I'm a female, not a bro


Oh,am sorry sweetie! I never knew you were of Eve's lineage!

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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter five(My first humiliation cont'd)




I was still lost in thought on what my reply could be and concurrently feeling shy to utter a word because of the unrelenting gazes at me when my Aunty's voice jerked me back to reality and reminded me of the hurdle I had to overcome.
I gathered courage to speak eventually.
Me: Food!
Aunty: What???!!!
Me: Food,ma!
Aunty: Why food? And is it a three lettered word?
Me: Yes,it is a three lettered word because based on the example you gave, "eat" was present but food wasn't and there can't be "eat" without "food!"
I could hear my mates together with my aunty burst into uncontrollable laughter. It was then I knew I had fucked up big time.
Aunty: (amidst laughter)So,the reason you gave qualified "food" to be regarded as a three lettered word?
Me: (my tear gland had started secreting tears... Looking at my desk...) Yes ma...
Aunty: Wow! Our "dummy" Professor has said that "food" is now a three lettered word ooo... Anyways, spell the food let us hear!
Me: (tears now flowing freely... Still facing my desk...) F-u-d...
Another wall breaking laughter filled the air as I resulted to crying profusely.
Aunty: No wonder you said "food" was a three lettered word! Well,you are seriously wrong saying that! Food was never and will never be a three lettered word!
She walked towards my side as she discovered my predicament,patted my back and said: "Stop crying dear... It's not your fault, you said what you thought was right. Don't mind your mates,you can still be better off if you buckle up by reading you books! Don't be hopeless, there's always hope for anyone who still lives,wipe away your tears for what seems sour today may be sweeter than honey tomorrow!". I was asked to take my seat. I, amidst shame and regret,sat and faced my desk. Mirabel was later called on to cite an example of three lettered words.
Mirabel: (still laughing but obviously confident) Coy ma!
Aunty: (visibly amazed and lost) Can you please spell and explain what "coy" is?
Mirabel: (wore a serious but smiling face) C-o-y is the spelling and it means "pretending shyness" or simply "shy".
Aunty: Wow! Give a standing ovation for that fabulous girl!
We: (looking at ourselves because we didn't understand her)
Aunty: I said you should stand up to clap for this brilliant girl(pointing towards Mirabel).
Everyone including aunty stood and clapped for a " newcomer " like me while few minutes ago,I was molested and humiliated! What kind of life have I come? After a while, the claps subdued and our aunty began to question Mirabel about her identity.
Aunty: Mirabel, where are you from?
Mirabel: I came from Lagos ma.
Aunty: Were you schooling there?
She nodded in agreement.
Aunty: No wonder you are smart! Make sure you keep it up!
I was Moody through out the remaining periods we had that day. I didn't talk to anyone neither did they talk to me. Mirabel took my book without my consent any longer...I couldn't say or do anything because she was way ahead of me. I bit my finger as my cheeks beckoned on tears to come... I wished I could be like her...;-(:(


TBC

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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.
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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.
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Idogun John
Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter six(My return)



In St. Thomas, my current school, I tried so hard to at least measured up to expectations but all my efforts were not yielding any significant result. After my first humiliation,I lost most of my friends and no one was even willing to be my new friend. I was practically ostracized! Mirabel was the only one who seldom kept my company. Due to my unbearable loneliness, I wished I could change school or maybe stop going to school. Our first term examination came and gone and it was the vacation day! Our proprietor together with our head teacher and members of the staff were seen on the podium of our events hall. Our proprietor took the microphone and spoke:
Proprietor: Good morning pupils!
Pupils: Good morning sir!
Proprietor: As you all know that today,we are going on holidays for the first term in this session (He wiped his sweat away with a White handkerchief and continued...) and we are going to give you all your results for this term this same day. Many performed well why some didn't. If you are among the former,congratulations but make sure you keep it up! If your category is the latter, I don't want you to lose hope... You can still make it only if you are ready to pay the price. Remember that nothing Good comes easy and feely. You must pay a price by depriving yourself of some things while embracing others. Well, the overall performance of pupils this term is here with me and I shall call on our Headmaster to come and and call out the best three in each class and present to them their results and gifts from the school. Thank you all and enjoy your holidays!
We all clapped for him as he handed over a file to our headmaster. He unmounted the podium and drove off afterwards.
Headmaster: (opening the file given to him) As I have been saddled with the responsibility of calling out the best three pupils in each class, I shall waste no time in accomplishing just this. My format for calling them shall be from the rare(third position) to the highest(first position) and the school management has decided to give one term scholarship to all the pupils that came first with other gifts. My starting point shall be Nursery one (the class I belonged).
My heart was pounding as fast as it could be! I knew I would have no chance in the first twenty.
Headmaster continued amidst perspiration, "Nursery one has a total of 23 pupils,15 girls and 8 boys. 20 pupils with 13 girls and 7 boys passed while 3 pupils with 2 girls and a boy failed." He brought out his handkerchief, wiped off the bead of sweats on his face. "Now to the business",I heard him say, " The person who deserves the third position is Oyewole Blessing. She had a total of 1247 mark out the possible 1500 obtainable mark. A round of applause for her please!". All of us including the teachers clapped for her as she mounted the podium stylishly, beaming with smiles. He continued,"Akinlade Oyedeji triumphantly took the second spot with 1299 mark!" Everybody gave Deji a wonderful ovation as he mounted the podium,shedding tears of joy as he ascended. "The person that struggled and succeeded in carting away the first position with a landslide lead...Hmmm... Is..."
Who could that be? Guess...



To be continued

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Mechanical Engineering
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Chapter five(My first humiliation cont'd)




I was still lost in thought on what my reply could be and concurrently feeling shy to utter a word because of the unrelenting gazes at me when my Aunty's voice jerked me back to reality and reminded me of the hurdle I had to overcome.
I gathered courage to speak eventually.
Me: Food!
Aunty: What???!!!
Me: Food,ma!
Aunty: Why food? And is it a three lettered word?
Me: Yes,it is a three lettered word because based on the example you gave, "eat" was present but food wasn't and there can't be "eat" without "food!"
I could hear my mates together with my aunty burst into uncontrollable laughter. It was then I knew I had fucked up big time.
Aunty: (amidst laughter)So,the reason you gave qualified "food" to be regarded as a three lettered word?
Me: (my tear gland had started secreting tears... Looking at my desk...) Yes ma...
Aunty: Wow! Our "dummy" Professor has said that "food" is now a three lettered word ooo... Anyways, spell the food let us hear!
Me: (tears now flowing freely... Still facing my desk...) F-u-d...
Another wall breaking laughter filled the air as I resulted to crying profusely.
Aunty: No wonder you said "food" was a three lettered word! Well,you are seriously wrong saying that! Food was never and will never be a three lettered word!
She walked towards my side as she discovered my predicament,patted my back and said: "Stop crying dear... It's not your fault, you said what you thought was right. Don't mind your mates,you can still be better off if you buckle up by reading you books! Don't be hopeless, there's always hope for anyone who still lives,wipe away your tears for what seems sour today may be sweeter than honey tomorrow!". I was asked to take my seat. I, amidst shame and regret,sat and faced my desk. Mirabel was later called on to cite an example of three lettered words.
Mirabel: (still laughing but obviously confident) Coy ma!
Aunty: (visibly amazed and lost) Can you please spell and explain what "coy" is?
Mirabel: (wore a serious but smiling face) C-o-y is the spelling and it means "pretending shyness" or simply "shy".
Aunty: Wow! Give a standing ovation for that fabulous girl!
We: (looking at ourselves because we didn't understand her)
Aunty: I said you should stand up to clap for this brilliant girl(pointing towards Mirabel).
Everyone including aunty stood and clapped for a " newcomer " like me while few minutes ago,I was molested and humiliated! What kind of life have I come? After a while, the claps subdued and our aunty began to question Mirabel about her identity.
Aunty: Mirabel, where are you from?
Mirabel: I came from Lagos ma.
Aunty: Were you schooling there?
She nodded in agreement.
Aunty: No wonder you are smart! Make sure you keep it up!
I was Moody through out the remaining periods we had that day. I didn't talk to anyone neither did they talk to me. Mirabel took my book without my consent any longer...I couldn't say or do anything because she was way ahead of me. I bit my finger as my cheeks beckoned on tears to come... I wished I could be like her...;-(:(


TBC

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Federal University of Technology, Akure
Electrical and Electronics Engineering (Computer Engineering option)
400Level, Nigeria.

Chapter Seven (My return cont'd)




"The person that struggled and succeeded in carting away the first position with a landslide lead...", the head teacher paused and looked at the expectant face everybody wore anticipating who the person could be. He continued afterwards," is Jonathan Mirabel with whopping marks totalling 1498 marks, 2 marks short of the total obtainable mark,the highest this school has ever seen!" Everywhere collapsed into bustle as Mirabel was gracefully mounting the podium with flashes of cameras all over her! Wow!!! I wished I were in her shoes as my lachrymal gland was tickled! Mirabel was all smiles,posing to the cameras focussing on her. I didn't know where the cameramen were from and who hired them. I could see her wink at me while I was lost in thought rehearsing on what it would be if it was me that was born with silver spoon. My situation energized a free flow of tears as I waded off such thought! After all,I wasn't born with silver spoon in my mouth but with "rust and welded spoon!" What was really my problem was that of the condition which if met,I would finish my primary education in St. Thomas. Condition? Yes condition! You Remember that my brother reminded me of a thing then when he was leaving, right? He was reminding me of what would enable him continue paying my fees! His words: " I am placing you on a probation. Your stay in this school is 'directly proportional' to your 'performance', if you perform well,you will finish you elementary education there and if otherwise, I will make sure you reharmonize to your former school and I won't be responsible for your fees again until you turn over a new leaf in your academics!" After all other successful pupils were called out and presented their gifts with Mirabel taking the lead with extra gifts, our results were disbursed to us and I expectedly took the 22nd spot out of 23 we had. 'I fail woefully",I said to myself!
My stay in St. Thomas was predictably and incontrovertibly dashed as I maintained my steady string of woeful and regrettable performance. I was either in the 20th spot or 22nd spot throughout the six terms (two sessions) in St. Thomas! To fulfill his pledge, my brother reharmonized me with my former school, Methodist primary school, after I was beaten to the state of lethargy! I shamefully returned to my former school and assumed Primary 3 though not worthy!

TO BE CONTINUED

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Chapter Eight (My rethink and retake)




My new school, Methodist Primary School,was extremely boring. I regretted the day I was born and ruminated on why I was born dullard. My facetiousness had indisputably brought back a situation I thought I had overcome! I took to fate but vowed to turn situations around for good.
I finally accepted my fate and settled down with my studies. There was no one I could play with as a friend because most of my classmates were way older than me and they did claim to be big boys! I sat alone and did things alone! First term examination was approaching and everyone was in preparation mode. I also feigned preparation! "Feigned preparation?" Is the question on your mind, I assumed? Yes, I feigned preparation because I could not read to understand very well unlike others who were visibly excellent in reading. The exam came and gone but left bruises on my mind because as usual,I was on the 19th spot out of the 30 spots available! Was I progressing at least? No,not at all because I got back to my initial string when second term examination results were released! 29 out 30 was my position! What a woeful performance there???!!! Third term came and I did all I could to pass. As God would have it,I passed narrowly!
We went on holidays and I belt you,it was a work spree! From farm to our home and thereafter, to the stream to fetch water! The long holidays spanning 7 weeks were over and I prepared to resume as an unworthy Primary four pupil or so I thought! On resumption, we went for registration and I quickly paid my "hand work" fee from the money I garnered during holidays from petty engagements and sales of vegetables. Our lectures began and I tried so hard just to change my circumstance and situation. I was always seen sitting alone and trying to read even after the bell had been rung for break. It would have even been a waste of time if I had gone out because I had no one to play with and no money to even buy N5 biscuit for lunch... In view of these reasons, I had resorted to maintaining my seat throughout! Our uncle noticed my loneliness and one day,he beckoned on me to have a word.
Uncle: (closed a big book he was reading and removing his glasses) What's your name again?
Me: I am Idogun John sir..
Uncle: Okay... John, I noticed that you don't go out with your friends during break neither do you go out to buy lunch. All you do is reading and reading without ceasing... You also look dejected and uncared for always. What's happening to you? If you don't mind sharing...
Me: (traces of tears already visible in my eyes) Sir, am the way I am because of the predicament I am going through....
I narrated my story for him ranging from my wretched family and unfair treatment from my Daddy to my woeful academic performance. I could see how touched he was on hearing my story.
Uncle: It's okay John... But you are used to reading, why the string of poor performance?
Me: I look at my books always, not reading them sir, hoping that one day I will understand their rudiments. No matter how I devout my time and attention on them,it's saddening and disheartening that I will not grasp a single point there! (shedding tears profusely now)
Uncle: It's alright, John... Stop crying and wipe away your flowing tears... I believe that your table will have a good turn... Your problems are not too hard for God to handle if you can give Him the chance. He loves you....
Our uncle preached for me and I accepted the Lordship of Christ though I didn't believe in the part that He could change turn my situations around since to me, no body,living or dead can change my situation.
Maybe I was wrong with that assumption... Time will tell...


TO BE CONTINUED

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University of Ilorin (Unilorin)
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