My school was a mixed school and as such we stayed in the same classroom with the opposite sex but our hostels were far from each other. But that didn’t stop the big boys of the school to jump into female hostels. On one occasion immediately after our night prep (night prep occur between 7-9pm, it’s a period when students go out to read), the whole of female hostel was in turmoil as some big boys were caught in our hostel. The school authority expelled them but that didn’t deter other students. One faithful evening after I have been punished by a senior student, I began to miss home. There was nothing interesting about the boarding school to me anymore and I wondered what Jerry saw in his own school that made him enjoy every bit of it. I missed my parents, Casimir and Sarah, I missed our new church and I wondered how mum and dad would be faring. I didn’t know I had slept off when thinking and crying then suddenly, pankere landed on my back. It was senior Tomisin, she flogged me for not going out for lunch this made me cry the more and I fell sick. I woke up on the school’s clinic bed with Cynthia and Harvey beside me, I began to cry afresh and Harvey consoled me. He hugged me so tight that I didn’t want to let
go. Since I couldn’t have my parents at the moment, having Harvey won’t be a bad idea after all, I thought. I got used to boarding school life very quickly, but my parents never got to visit me. Whenever it was time for my visiting, it’s either a female church member visits me or a male church member visits me. Even while we were on holidays, a church member comes to pick me up from school and even on getting home, I never got to see mum and dad. They were either on evangelism or they were outside Ibadan for ministrations. One of the days when I tried to complain mum said; “Zina, the harvest is plenty and the laborers are few” I opened my mouth to speak again and she said; “The zeal of our father’s house has consumed us” solace in my phone. I knew there was no point arguing with her that particular day and so I just found Jss1 soon ended and I was promoted to the next class, I made straight A’s and I couldn’t wait to show mum and dad my first result. I placed a call to Dad through Mrs. Badmus and Dad promised he was going to come pick me up. I rushed back to the hostel and packed my bags, I made way to the school gate to search for my beloved father and for three hours I sat on my box under the scorching sun and father came not. At this point in time I wept so hard, I didn’t know my way home and even if I did I had no money to go home. The worms in my stomach were fighting so hard and as I lifted up my head I saw what looked like my Dad’s car, I was a bit relieved and I ran forward to meet him. On getting there, it was uncle Seun, the last brother who had come for my visiting. This time around he had come
to take me home, I asked after my father and he said my parents just left Ibadan to Oshogbo for a ministration. My countenance fell again and a tear dropped from my eyes. Uncle Seun drew me close to himself and hugged me, it didn’t solve my problem but I felt calm. It was the second masculine hug in three months! In no distant time we got to our apartment, Casimir and Sarah were delighted to see big sister but I could see the disappointment on their faces. Sarah even had to ask amidst tears; “Sissy, please did you see mum and dad on the way”? “Mum and dad would be home soon, ok”? I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that the Oshogbo conference was going to last for a week. While I sat with my siblings in the sitting room, there was a knock on the door I peeped through the security hole and saw Uncle Seun. “O! He must have come to keep me company, what a gentleman” I said to myself. I opened the door and there stood Uncle Seun with a sanitary pad!
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