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    A story written by BukkyDan
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    … I shifted uncomfortably in my
    seat, took a quick
    glance round the classroom-
    everybody seems to
    interested in what the teacher
    was scribbling on the black board.
    I summed Madame Diallo with a
    look, I couldn’t
    help smiling at her fat legs…
    “Le langue Francaise… Repeat
    after me.” madame Diallo began.
    “Le langue francaise!” the whole
    class throated.
    I hissed quitely, do we have to
    say this? We’re in
    J.S.S.3 for crying out loud! Besides, why do we
    have learn french this hot
    afternoon? I am a
    Nigerian! A Yoruba for that
    “Il ya des ecole, eu du mangue.” the teacher said
    “Who can tell us what that
    means?” her cat eyes
    searched the class.
    Bisi stood up, I trust her now- over sabi-sabi. I
    hissed again.
    “it means, in front of the school,
    there is a mango
    tree.” bisi said smiling like a
    donkey “Clap for her.”
    I didn’t clap, i looked out of the
    window instead.
    “Madame et monsuier Akosua,
    il habite poto-poto-
    brazaville.” I heard her say. “who can translate that?”
    I kept my eyes glued to the
    “Teju can you help us out?”
    I heard her definitely, me
    translate french? Rubbish.
    “Tejumola Benson!” she shrilled
    I jumped up, pretending to be
    “translate that!” she pointed her
    cane at the black board.
    “Which one of them?” I
    scratched my cornrows.
    “Teju!” she scowled.
    “Errrm…madame…errn, it
    means..erm,mr and mrs..Akosua, have
    poto-poto and brazaville…” I
    She stared at me in disbelief.
    “Teju!” her eyes almost popped out
    “You sitting for your Junior
    NECO very soon, and
    you can’t translate this?”
    I looked away.
    “I’m so disappointed!” she added.
    That one is your headache, I
    wonder if french is a
    “Sit down, class lets continue.”
    Rubbish! I hissed “Bring out you notebooks, and
    copy these down.”
    Madame Diallo ordered before
    she started
    scribbling some notes on the
    board. I copied the note for copying
    sake, i had no
    intention of reading it. We
    copied and copied
    endlessly till a bell rang.
    “End of period” Ayo- a fat chubby boy yelled from
    outside. We all laughed. Ayo-
    the time keeper, we
    told each other.
    “Lets call it a day, aurevoir”
    madame Diallo packed her books.
    “Au revoir” we all throated, my
    voice at its peak.
    The whole class became a
    noise den, some of
    them even played ten-ten. I watched them all, with
    no intention of joining them. I’ve
    not eaten since
    last night, I don’t have the
    strength to play…
    “What’s the noise all about?” Eric the headboy
    They didn’t even notice him.
    He banged a table loudly.
    They all came back to their
    senses. “Good afternoon Senior”
    “What’s good about the
    afternoon? Ehn? Why were
    you making such noise?” Eric’s
    massive voice
    thundered. Nobody replied him
    “Who’s the class captain?” he
    asked again,
    I quickly adjusted my skirt,
    tucking in my shirt properly.
    “I said where’s the…”
    “Sir?” I chirped cutting him
    “i want the list of noisemakers
    now” he ordered “List?” I wore a puzzled look
    “oh so you just watched them
    abi? Whats your job?”
    he queried.
    Na today? ThankGod say I no
    join them sef, if not this building for fall- I hissed
    within me.
    “Are deaf or dumb?” He yelled
    at me.
    “None of the above.” I replied
    with a frown. Some students began to giggle
    “oh really? Okay, come out
    here.” he ordered.
    “go and kneel down under the
    sun!” he declared my
    punishment. Mo kpe! I thought quitely as I
    knelt down. This hot
    sun plus kneeling down plus
    hunger again? I’m
    I didn’t spend a minute kneeling down when I saw
    David the assistant headboy
    walking towards me.
    I looked away, David was very
    popular in the
    school, he became the assistant headboy the very
    day he stepped his foot into
    S.S.S.2. Maybe cos
    he’s brilliant or cos his father
    was rich- very rich-a
    senator. Maybe cos of his looks, he is too beautiful
    to be called handsome, those
    full eyelashes, the
    “What are doing here?” David
    asked “punishment.” I replied.
    “Go back to your class, this sun
    is too hot.” He
    said quitely.
    I stood up, murmurred a
    thankyou, and walked quickly to my class, who said
    my God isn’t
    “stop there!” eric roared from
    behind me.
    “Who asked you to go back to your class?” he
    “I did.” David sauntered
    towards us. “Guy free the
    girl, this sun is too hot.” David
    patted Eric’s shoulder.
    “Go to your class” he said to
    Oh yea! I felt so fly as I hopped
    to me class.
    I trudged into our flat, as usual Maria-my step
    mother was sitting; crosslegged
    in the parlour.
    “Ekun le oo” I said trying to
    sound cheerful
    “Maami good evening.” I greeted her again,
    She did not reply, she glued her
    eyes to the
    That’s your problem, I
    shrugged, and walked towards my room.
    “Oshi!- Devil!” I heard her say, I
    quickly turned to
    look at her.
    “Aje- witch!” she added again.
    I became apprehensive, trouble in the air.
    “go and tell your fellow witches
    that my head is too
    strong for them o” she clapped.
    Is this woman okay? I asked
    myself, I moved towards my room but stoped
    again when something
    struck my head from behind.
    The sharp pain surged through
    my body, I let out
    an ear-deafening scream- thats my major talent.
    She pulled me roughly, “let me
    warn you, if you tell
    your father anything, I’l kill you!”
    I stood still, staring at her.
    “Take your winchy eyes off me jare! Oya go and
    fetch water for me.”
    “okay, let me pull off my
    I moved towards my room,
    tears streaming down cheeks.
    “which uniform? Go like that
    jor!” she pushed me
    I dashed to the kitchen, picked
    a bucket and made for the bore-hole, to prevent
    more beating and
    The borehole was about 20
    blocks from our flat, I
    filled my bucket,and made towards home.
    I wished my dad would just
    come back, he’s gone
    for his so-called ‘business
    trips’. If he’d been
    around, I wouldn’t fetch water, he made sure we
    buy from water vendors.
    “Tejumola Benson!” someone
    called from behind
    me. I turned sharply and saw
    Bisi my classmate running towards me.
    Here comes the over sabi-sabi,
    I rolled my eyes.
    “So you fetch water too?” she
    asked. I didn’t reply.
    “you should have changed from your uniform first
    now.” she added.
    Over sabi-sabi mind your
    business now, I wanted
    to tell her.
    “Thanks for your concern” I replied with sarcasm
    “Its alright” she gave me a
    donkey smile. Eeewww!
    “Let me help you, I’m going
    down the road.” she
    collectedd the bucket of water, balanced it on her
    head and we walked home.
    “Teju, you were funny during
    french class, that day,
    hmm.” she said.
    I simply grunted. “You see this house?” she said
    as we walked past
    a huge mansion.
    “shey you know David ko? The
    assistant head boy, ehen, the house belongs to his
    father, they all live
    inside.” Bisi explained.
    “Ehhn! Tell me something.” I
    said in a gossip like
    fashion. “Hmm, you mean you don’t
    know? His father has
    three wives now, David is the
    only son, with about
    15 sisters. My dear, each of
    them have a well furnished room. You know their
    father is a senator”
    Bisi rattled on.
    “Thanks for the info” I was
    sarcastic again. Thank
    God she didn’t notice “not atall, if you need any story,
    just call me, I
    know almost everything.” she
    said dropping my
    bucket of water right in front of
    my house. “Thanks” I wore a plastic smile.
    Amebo number 1, I wanted to
    tell her
    “Hmmn, bye”
    I watched her leave before
    taking my bucket of water into the house.
    “How many hours did it take
    you to fetch just a
    bucket of water?” Maria
    I turned the water into a drum and made to walk
    past her.
    She pushed me and I toppled
    over, bashing my
    head on the floor, I shrieked in
    pain. “Idiot! I will make this house
    miserable for you, so
    far you and your witches won’t
    let me give birth.”
    “I didn’t hold your womb, go and
    ask the doctor who helped you abort so many
    babies when you
    were a love peddler in town.” I
    blurted out, I was
    surprised at myself.
    Wow! I’m now grown,not the little girl she used to
    molest. 14 yrs no be beans, I’m
    not called Tejumola
    for nothing.
    She stared at me surprised,
    hate-pain and anger written all over her face.
    “Who did you call a love-
    peddler?” she marched
    towards me.
    I backed away slowly, too slow
    enough for her to grab me.
    She beat, scratched and pulled
    my cornrows. I
    begged and begged to no avail.
    Sensing she might
    kill me, i stopped begging. I held unto her tightly, brought
    my mouth close to
    her ear and screamed with all
    my might.
    She quickly released me cos
    my scream could make her go deaf, it was
    piercing and irritating.
    I ran out of the kitchen, into my
    room. I quickly
    bolted it, locked it with keys.
    She banged at my door. “Teju open the door, I’l kill you
    today.” she yelled.
    “Ashewo kobo kobo no market
    today?” I screamed
    back at her
    she fell silent, I could hear her sob, winchy-wincho!
    I hissed.
    I examined my injuries, just
    then I remembered i
    was hungry.
    There was no way maami is gonna feed me today,
    I will wait till she is asleep, then
    I’l steal some
    packs of indomie.
    Man pikin dey suffer! I told
    myself after gulping down three cups of water. To Be Continued…

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    Av read diz stowie b4………..interesting

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    Ride on

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    I stoped about a 100 metres
    from the school gate
    to examine myself. I wiped off
    some sweats,
    cleaned my shoes and so on.
    I took a quick glance @ my wristwatch before
    resuming my cleaning exercise.
    8am? Yikes! I don over late.
    I quickened my pace and in no
    time, the school
    gate was just a few steps away.
    Eric was standing there,
    alongside David and some
    other prefects. Some ‘late-
    comers’ too were
    kneeling down. “Good morning senior” I flexed
    my knees, already I
    was working out some
    “bad morning to you! Join
    them!” Eric snarled gesturing towards the other
    “Let her go in now, you know
    they’re writing
    J.S.C.E exams…they would
    start by nine.” David was pleading with Eric.
    “No, she must be punished!”
    Eric said with a note
    of finality.
    “what’s even your business
    with this girl? Ehn?” he added.
    “kneel down there!” he ordered
    “You don’t have the authority!”
    David retorted at
    him. “who has? You?” Eric sneered
    “Get inside!” David told me.
    I stood up sharply, dusted my
    bag, and walked past
    “come back here!” Eric pulled me back.
    I shrieked feigning pain,
    pretending to loose my
    balance. David quickly held me
    to steady my
    balance. “You don’t dare rough handle
    her!” He growled at
    “Why? Cos she’s your
    girlfriend? See this small boy
    o!” Eric sneered. Quick as a flash, I saw David
    raise his hand and his
    palm landed on Eric’s cheek.
    “How dare you?” Eric darted
    towards him. They
    engaged in a scuffle, David beating up Eric.
    I didn’t stand to watch the
    show, I ran quickly
    towards the classroom, I
    needed to revise my
    notes. Who separated the fight? I didn’t care.
    Ayo rang the bell. “School
    closed” He yelled.
    Every student excitedly picked
    up their bags, lunch
    boxes and what have you- they all hurried out of
    For some reasons, I remained
    seated in my
    “Teju, won’t you go home?” Bisi asked me
    strapping her bag.
    I bit my lower lip, they send this
    girl to me ni?!
    “Teejumoolaaa…” she cooed
    “Biiissiii” I replied. “won’t you go home?”
    “When did you become my
    guardian? Ehn?” I
    “Noo, I was just trying to..”
    she tried to explain. “Shut up! Over sabi-sabi! Did
    we come to school
    together this morning?” I cut her
    “Okay, sorry o.” she walked
    away, leaving me alone in the now- empty class.
    Good riddance! I rather
    remained in school than go
    back home to see Maami’s ugly
    The school became quite, only for some low voices
    from the staff room. I played
    around the class,
    mimicked some teachers,
    practiced some dance
    steps, I even practiced some kung fu, Imagining
    Maami as my opponent, just to
    while away time.
    I glanced at my wristwatch;
    4:30pm. Good! Atleast
    with 30mins trekking, I’ll get home by 5pm. I
    quickly rehearsed my plans.
    Firstly, I go to the kitchen, fill
    my bag with bread
    and 5 packs indomie.
    Secondly, greet maami before hiding in my room.
    That woman can’t kill me!
    I got to the school gate and saw
    a boy in uniform
    standing there.
    Maybe he is waiting for their family driver to pick
    him up, spoilt rich man’s
    “Hey!” David said, standing up
    “Good afternoon senior.” I
    replied. “what are you still doing in
    school?” He asked.
    See question, you too what are
    doing here, Ode!
    “Errm, I stayed back to revise
    some notes.” I said instead
    “Oh really? That’s nice” he
    shook his head like an
    agama lizard
    “I’ve been waiting for my driver,
    the guy doesn’t wanna show up” he added with
    a weary look.
    Did I ask you? Can’t you trek?
    “Eeyaah, sorry senior.” I said
    wearing a pitying
    face. “your driver is here to pick
    you?” he asked
    Driver ke!
    “Noo, me I’m trekking o”
    “Wow, that could be fun!” his
    eyes glinted, his dimples showing.
    Fun! Indeed! I smiled.
    “Can I join you?, I mean, lets
    trek together?” he was
    smiling too,and those dimples…
    Oh! I was a sucker for dimples.
    “okay, no problem.” I sounded
    like someone
    He picked his books, and we
    trekked home together.
    That was how we became
    friends. We always
    trekked home together, no more
    driver coming to
    pick him up. We’d stay back in school after
    closing for hours
    doing nothing in particular.
    He always bought me snacks
    and carbonated
    drinks during breaktime, well as an ojukokoro, I
    always collected them with
    No prefect dares to punish me
    anymore, I became
    more stubborn and efficient in my trouble making. To Be Continued…

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    I came back home late in the
    evening as usual, I
    tip-toed to the kitchen to begin
    my daily routine of
    indomie and bread theft. I
    walked gently into the sitting room after accomplishing
    my mission, I
    found my father sitting there.
    Suprised, I gaped at him, when
    did he come back?
    “Baami,” I shrieked before jumping into his arms.
    “Hey, my little princess, omo mi
    atata.” He patted
    my head.
    “welcome Baami, I missed you
    ooo, when did you come back?”
    “This morning” He smiled, my
    father is too
    “why are you just coming back
    from school by this time?” he queried.
    I racked my brain hard
    “Errm, Baami, you know the
    distance from school,
    its too far, I have to trek, and
    besides we are having extra lessons in school”
    I explained.
    “Liar!” maria said
    “aah! Maami, you know I won’t
    lie now.” I quickly
    said, whats wrong with this winchy sef.
    “other children in this area came
    back home since
    2pm..” she began
    “I was singled out now, you
    know, errm, we…errm, we’ll be going for a competition
    very soon.” I
    scratched my head.
    “Its alright, just make sure you
    come home early,
    okay?” My father patted my head.
    “You’ve become so lean Teju,
    what happened?” he
    looked me all over.
    I looked at Maria, she looked
    visibly scared, I might give her away.
    “No..Baami, I’m missing you
    that’s why.” I laughed.
    “Come and sit on my laps, omo
    mi atata.” he pulled
    me towards him. I sat down on his laps with a
    wide grin.
    “Tejumola omo baba re”
    I glanced at maria, she looked
    “Maami, why are you looking at me like that?”
    “Don’t mind your mother, she’s
    jealous.” My father
    said before leading me to my
    *********** Things went on well, both in
    school and at home,
    no more qualms.
    David was writting his S.S.C.E
    examination, we’re
    still the best of friends. One day after his afternoon
    paper, we were sitted
    in an empty class room,
    discussing nothing
    important when he suddenly
    said “Teju, very soon, I’d be leaving
    school, I would
    further my education abroad…”
    he hesistated.
    “That means, I won’t get to see
    you everyday anymore.” he added with a
    pained expression.
    “hmmm? Is that all you’d say?
    Yuo won’t miss me I
    guess.” he said placing an arm round my shoulder.
    I laughed. He sounded funny,
    miss who?
    “have I ever told you, how
    beautiful you look when
    you laugh?” He brought his face closer to mine.
    I blushed furiously, though I’m
    dark in complexion
    so it wasn’t visible.
    “I love you Teju.” he whispered.
    One thing led to another and we kissed…
    We all stood in straight lines on
    the assembly
    ground. Being one of the tallest
    girls in my class, I
    stood at the far back end. “Sing the National athem after
    count of three…1…
    2..3″ the assembly prefect
    The whole school sang except
    me. I wasn’t feeling so well that morning, I vomited
    thrice before
    coming to school, couldn’t eat
    breakfast cos I
    didn’t have appetite to..
    “The pledge!” the prefect said again
    “I pledge to Nigeria my
    country..” I managed to
    mutter before everything around
    me began to spin.
    I felt dizzy, I tried to steady my self, my palms
    became sweaty.
    I rubbed my eyes, opened
    them, the whole school
    was spinning faster, I quickly
    shut my eyes, my head was spinning too…I
    passed out.
    I opened my eyes again, only to
    find myself on the
    hospital bed. My father was staring at me,
    written all-over his face.
    “Kpele- sorry” he said when I
    tried to sit up.
    What was going on? I rubbed my forehead to ease
    the pain.
    “Teju..” My father began
    “You know I love you, and will
    do anything to make
    you happy..” I became tensed, something
    was wrong
    “I want you to tell me the
    truth…” he continued.
    Truth of what? I asked myself “tell me, Who did this to you?”
    his voice became
    “Who is reponsible for this
    pregnancy?” he said
    gently. I frozed at the spot. Preg..what?
    Who? Me?
    Tejumola? Is this a dream?
    I pressed my stomach firmly.
    How can I be pregnant?
    “Teju…” my father placed his hands on my back.
    “Talk to me.”
    I held his gaze for a moment,
    before looking away.
    I could feel the whole world
    crashing at my feet. Fat tears rolled down my
    cheeks. What would I tell
    my father?
    “Don’t cry.” my father held my
    hands in his.
    “If you don’t want to tell me, no problem.”
    I turned to look at him, he was
    crying too.
    “Its all my fault..” he lamented
    “I should have spent more time
    with you..” I could feel my heart splitting,
    should I tell him or
    not? David was far away in
    London…I’m finished.
    My father hugged me ” my
    daughter, I’m sorry, forgive me.” he whispered.
    “I’m sorry Baami, I’m sorrrry” I
    “It’s alright, don’t cry anymore,
    I’m here for you, I’d
    take good care of you.” he patted my back
    My thoughts were far far away.
    My loud sobs
    echoed through the walls. To Be Continued…

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