The whole class went into chaos as Mr ITK left and all the students outside rushed in.Everyone was pouring insults on the lecturer.Awal, my assistant was the first to start.
Awal:"I swear that idiot go suffer if I fail biochem again.Na im papa born us?If people talk say them no go come class,wetin concern am na?"
Then Kehinde took over.She had an average CGPA, like most of the other students and would be withdraw should her CGPA go down any further.She was already in tears now as she cursed ITK
Kehinde:"Ha! Aye mi o, konida fun man yi o(translated as "it won't be well with this man" in Yoruba language).After writing JAMB three times, this oloshi(worthless fellow) wants me to be withdrawn.Iffa swear for am e go catch am"
I was still processing Kehinde's words when I realized that the sweat from my fore head was about to enter into my right eye.I reached for the pocket of my white lab coat for my handkerchief.It was there but my wallet was missing.I picked up my bag and searched it frantically hoping that I had put my wallet there.It wasn't there.I felt chill.It contained my ID card, ATM card, School fees receipt and what you could refer to as my last card, a sum of #3,500.I looked round but could not find it, so I decided to ask around, hoping that someone had helped me pick it.The first person I asked John or DJohn as he loves being called.He sat close to me during the test.
Me:"DJohn, abeg you help me see one army green wallet?"
DJohn:"Chai!! no be your fault na! shebi your CGPA na 5.00 that's why.You see say I forget write my name for my answer sheet you come dey ask me for wallet, in fact you no go find am!"
DJohn's case was worse than that of Kehinde.He was so close to being kicked off the course that even a half mark was important and he just lost ten so I could understand his anger.I decided I wasn't going to ask anyone again because the next person I ask my give me a dirty slap!!