He sluggishly dragged his feet to the toilet which was close to the slaughter room to clean up his mess while Mr. Oriyomi was assisted to one of the teachers toilet to wash his face. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t even open his mouth or think towards setting his lips apart. This sort of thing as never happened to him before but he was lucky he had brought an extra clothe he planned putting on to his church service that day. If not, he could have waited till his shirt which also got stained in the process, was dry.
It had never happened to anyone he knew before. If someone had told him his experience as a story, he could swear he wouldn’t have believed it.
Mrs. Oladipupo brought him detol, both liquid and bar. After having a wash, he removed his shirt and soaked it – remaining his singlet and trousers.
She wanted to speak but it was hard for her to do so. It was still funny to her and would remain funny no matter how she tried not to remember the incidence. She made to speak but something prod her s£nsat!on and she started smiling. She dodged her face, so it won’t seem she was mocking him.
She made another attempt of a straight face and spoke “what do we do to him?. I mean to Kelvin.” Smiles trying to take shape on her cheek.
The first thing Mr. Oriyomi did was to sigh! And his first sentence came thus “it is a good thing that his happening” nodding approvingly. He had assumed something might happen on his way to church and this incident was a good or bad indication (omen) he shouldn’t go.
He wanted to take a lesson from the story he told about Apkan-the-Lazarus and act promptly not to end up blaming himself.
“You mean, he shouldn’t be done anything?” Mrs. Oladipupo smiled but it turned to a laughter “despite the mess he did on you!.”
“It is a good thing that is happening” he repeated, smiled and did the sign of the cross “thank you Lord for saving my life” he blurted out saying to her amazement.
Is Oris okay at all?. How can he say such thing?. She thought not knowing what was going through Oris mind.
Proverbs they say, are witty but at looking deep into their meaning, one would find some great lessons in them.
Experience also they say is the best teacher. Mr. Oriyomi was the one who told the story of how Akpan was saved and now, himself, had drawn out a lesson from his experience. `I won’t risk my life’ he thought and walked out on her, all smiles.
Kelvin had cleaned up and put on the mufti he had brought, even when the principal had said they should put on mufti for their party. He seemed to have anticipated the event but it wasn’t base on the recent show. He had planned going to the beach with some mates as they always did on last day of each school term. So the mufti had come useful cause without it, he wasn’t sure how he would have gone home that day.
He walked out of the toilet, beads of sweat still lingered his face. He had taken his time to visit the toilet and emptied his bowel. He felt relieved. Phew! He felt but now what would be done to him, would be really bad, he thought.
He felt sober. He had not done it knowingly, it just happened out of control.
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Kelvolala!” Izu hailed him.
“Kelvostic, hahahahahahahahahhahahahahaha, madman of our time” Maxwell also paid him hail.
But he felt really angry. What do these guys think they are doing?. Do they think I did it intentionally?. He thought, knowingly fully well, their hails would get him into more trouble. His life was really done for. He walked out of their presence not saying a word. He wanted to fight or strike one of them but he relaxed.
`i should better find a way to go beg Mr. Oriyomi and explain to him’ he thought walking down the stair case, hands in his pocket and face, turn down sorrowed.
He met Mr. Oriyomi on the staircase and was suprised at his reaction.
“It is a good thing that is happening” he smiled and extended his hand towards Kelvin for an hand shake “thank you for saving my life.”
“Sir,….. sir” he stammered “I’m sorry sir, I di,……..”
“Go and dance boy, you are free. Don’t be afraid”
He felt may be Mr. Oriyomi was mocking him down for what he would do to him. He was really afraid as he watched Mr. Oriyomi walked out of his presence. It seemed mysterious to him.
The rest of them were saved from the canes except Adefemi who was the first to be flogged. That was normal to happen. It had always happened once you were the first on a queue or the first person sitting in class. You might have been flogged or `tospied’ before someone might come to intercede and the rest of the class would be saved.
Adefemi had already gone back to the party and excused himself with Tosin as Kelvin came into the hall.
“See Tosin, I want to see you!. Can we go somewhere private”
“Why na?. Are you tired of dancing with me?”
“hmm! Hmm!!” Someone cleared her throat loudly seeing the two. It was Theresa.
“These looks strange” she said. “Anyway, have you seen Izu?” She asked facing Adefemi.
“You can check him upstairs” he replied as Theresa walked out of their presence and they trudged out too, to find a private place.
To Be Continued….