samlak
EPISODE 1
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I waited patiently as the phone
loaded slowly due to the
poor network. Believe me, network is
always very slow
whenever one wants to check result.
It was my third post UTME in the
prestigious Obafemi
Awolowo University. My first and
second post UTME result
was 168 and 199 respectively, i could
remember vividly that
my mum (who gathered money from
her petty trade of
fruits) said to me having seen my
second trial result “If only
they were so nice to add one mark,
you would have gotten
200″.
Well, she was very sad, but she still
encouraged me (without
even talking about the money with
which she obtained the
form for me). She just said that i
should try more, she said ”
ti esin ba da ni, a maan tun gun ni”
which means that; when
a horse makes one fall, we try
climbing again. . .
I was so lost in thought, all i could
think of was my mum
who had been struggling to make me
someone in life. She
has been doing all these alone since i
lost my father when i
was ten in a fatal accident along
Lagos-Ibadan express way
(that was some 8 years back). Since
I’m the only child, she
has only shown me so much care and
affection, and i can’t
afford to fail post utme the third
time. . .
All these was going through my mind,
and my thoughts were
too crowded to notice that the result
has loaded, and is right
on the screen staring at me. I
snapped out of my thoughts to
discover that ‘the bridegroom’ is
here, all i needed to do was
to ‘zoom’ on my outdated Blackberry
tour that i bought
(3000 Naira, UK used) with my life
savings. Trembling with so
much fear, i pressed the middle key,
there came my result. I
looked at it, and behold. . . .
*
What exactly did he score?
Find out in Episode two.
