Donigspain - S01 E06

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Donigspain - S01 E06

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 6

In the first term of JSS 3, just as

we were about preparing for the

JSSCE which would see us into

the Senior Secondary, my school

got into a very messy inter-

school conflict with another

violent boys-only neighbouring

school. It was one of the

bloodiest fracas you can ever

imagine which consequently left

a number of students dead,

many more injured and the two

school razed to the ground

through arson. It was a horrible

experience. Lucky me, I had

already envisaged this coming

about a week ago when the

conflict was still at its foetus

stage and so I informed my dad

who immediately came to my

school and collected a student

transfer letter which would see

me as a legal transfer student

into any school I may wish to

enroll. So I only continued for the

next one week as a formality

until the tensions between the

two schools degenerated into a

Spartans versus Persians war.

There was no other option than

to get me enrolled into the state

‘boys and girls’ school were I

initial gained admission and

which was my heart’s first

choice. At first, it was not easy to

convince the Principal of the new

school to accept me since the

Government had shutdown the

two schools involved in the

conflict as well as placed an

embargo on their respective

students not to be accepted into

any government secondary

school in Abia state. ”Sir, try to

understand me, I can’t accept

this boy into my school because I

don’t want any problems here.

National High School boys are

bad eggs. They always like

trouble,” the Principal kept

repeating. ”This is my son and I

know him very well. I can vouch

for his good behaviour. He is

even the one that demanded I

pulled him out of National High

School,” my father tried to

convince the Principal while I

kept nodding and smiling like an

agama lizard at intervals. ”Yes,

lest I forget, his elder sister was a

student of this school and she

graduated as the best student of

her set. You can check the 1998

academic year record. Even Mr.

Azuogu (the respected/feared

discipline master) will attest of

her good behaviour,” my dad

continued. By this time my

attention has totally shifted to

the Principal’s window where I

can see sweet angels parading in

the school field in different sizes

and complexion.

”Chei, I don finally make am.

Haaa, welcome to canaan land

where milk and honey flow like

rivers,” I assured myself even

before I was yet to be officially

admitted.

*thunder fire this principal wey

wan be my goliath*

Finally, the Principal accepted me

not until my Dad threatened him

with a legal action if he refused

to admit me since am a legal

transfer student.

My thoughts were soon

interrupted when the Principal

called out to me ”young man,

your class is JSS 3D and I hope

you’ll be a good student just like

your sister was. Again, don’t

bring your friends from National

here to disturb us as I will not

hesitate to throw you out, do you

understand?”

*Of course, I do or what do you

bald-headed man expected me to

say*

”Yes sir, I promise to be of good

conduct” I replied amidst divided

attention. Finally, we were done

with the Principal and I came out

only to be welcomed with open

arms by Mike who had been

sitting outside the office praying

for my success. ”Guy, I don finally

land for here. Chei, see ‘umu asa

‘(fine girls) everywhere o! Abeg,

wey JS 3D make I go keep my

locker cuz na dat one be my

class,”I asked Mike. ”O boy, na

my class be dat o. I dey JS 3C but

we dey share class with D. Na im

be say we go siddon together

na,” Mike responded happily.

I even forgot I came with my

dad, who was already chatting

village politics with an old

teacher friend of his who I later

got to know as Mr. Uche de

Veteran Teacher. Mike and I soon

arrived the class where he made

efforts to assign my locker a

space next to his. ”Mike, is this

your brother that you told us will

join this school?” I heard one

sweet tiny voice asked Mike and I

turned to behold this angel