Story of a Survivor - Season 1 - Episode 2

5 years ago

Story of a Survivor - Season 1 - Episode 2

Deborah Amadi! She called out.

I sprang up as it coincided with the sound of the school bell. Did the School bell call my name or what?

Follow me now! She commanded as she turned, moving towards the exit wriggling her waist.

I always admired her rear view; I wished I would develop such hips when I grow up. But today I hated her as I watched through teary eyes as Students rush to the dining Hall. No! She was not referring to me; I looked around and saw one of the Classroom windows stood ajar, in a jiffy I was out through the window dashing towards the Dining hall. Only two of my Class Boys were already at my front, Gbadebo and Usani, with these two, no one contests!

Deborah! Deborah! Come back here! Madam Mbaneto bellowed.

I stopped in my track, I knew better than to continue running, I had lost the race and the prize as well. All I could do was whisper to Cordellia “Cordellia please help me keep my banana” you hear? She said okay but I knew I would not get any Banana that day because Cordellia herself has not had a Banana since the beginning of the Term, she will never rush for Banana.

I plodded back to meet my House mistress.

To my Office! She commanded. I stood akimbo panting as I nodded affirming her command. I turned and staggered towards her Office.

Uncle KC, Daddy’s Driver was in madam Mbaneto’s Office. It was a Thursday and first day of the Month. This must be somebody trying to play a prank on me on April fool’s day. But how would Daddy go this far? To send his Driver all the way from Enugu to Abakaliki!

Last Saturdays were the Schools “Visiting Days” I wondered what was happening on April fool’s day. However I rushed into his open Arms forgetting the pain in my heart. I thought my Parent decided to send Uncle KC to me at the beginning of the month because they did not visit me in the Month of March. His presence pacified me and I let go of the grief over my Banana loss. My Goodies would be in the Booth of whatever Car he came with.

The Door to the Office opened and the Administrative Officer (A.O) of the School Captain Salihu entered.

Is this the Girl? He asked madam Mbaneto.
Yes sir! Deborah Amadi: She said.

Derby how are you? Fine Sir!

I replied. Yeah emm you are needed at home, you will go with your Daddy’s Driver and you are expected back here by next week Monday! Is that clear? Yes Sir! I replied more out of confusion. Just like that? What is my Parent celebrating that so much need s my presence? I pondered.

Well, I have nothing to lose I thought, after all I was going with the A.O’s approval. It is not easy to get an express permission to go home when it is not Mid-term break or Close of academic session.

Your House Mistress will accompany you to the Hostel to pick any of your belongings you want to take with you: He stressed. Okay Sir! I muttered. He left the way he came while we drove to the Hostel to pick my Traveling Bag.

That was the last day I saw the Gates of my Beloved Secondary School? A School that was moulding me positively in Character and in learning.