Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17
I enrolled into an extra mural
lesson centre where I had little
relations with girls since my
heart was yet to completely
recover from the pains it had
been put through by the past
relationship. I paid full attention
to my studies, channelling all my
energies into seeing I passed my
WAEC with flying colours. Not
long after I finished my exams I
went out in search of a job
which would help to keep a few
currency notes in my pocket as
well as afford me the opportunity
of familiarizing with the real
world which I had been shielded
and protected from since
childhood. My search for
independence led me to a private
secondary school were I was
given employment as a
Geography and Economics
teacher for the senior classes.
Within few weeks I had won my
way into the hearts of most of
the students especially the girls
with my good command of
spoken english and the ease at
which I explained concepts
inherent in both subjects. Sooner
than I had anticipated interest
letters (love letters) began
appearing in the drawer of my
desk; some from anonymous
‘toasters’ others with full names.
But I still maintained my sanity
knowing fully well that the
students are more like my
children since they were
entrusted into my care by their
parents on the basis that I will
not take advantage of their naïve
minds. Being an admirable
handsome young teacher ain’t
an easy position as it came with
it lots of temptations which
would only take a mature mind
to overcome.
At a point, one SS3 female
student was bold enough to
walk up to me with a proposal.
After she was done with her
lovey dovey sermon I requested
her to put to writing all she ever
desired from me and submit to
me the next day in school. I did
this because I noticed the
burning desire in her eyes and
the desperation which her
speech was coated with and I
instantly knew this one is likely
going to put me into trouble
someday. After she brought the
letter the next day, I stylishly, over
time, made her to understand
that nothing romantic could
possibly happen between us.
When it was obvious to her that I
wasn’t interested in her feelings
she resorted into cheap gossip
and blackmail. Telling whoever
cared to listen how I had wooed
her and how she rejected my
proposal. Hmmm, it was on a
cold monday morning that I got
to know of what has been going
on. I bounced to school in my
blue ‘polo’ shirt, clean jeans and
snickers, smelling all nice from
my deodorant, feeling so fly. As
soon as I stepped inside the gate
a fellow teacher waved me to
come. The look on his face
showed all was not well and so I
hurried over to where he was
standing.
”Guy, yawa dey o. Ground no too
level dis morning,” Darlington
had said to me as I approached
him.
”Wetin happen? I hope say the
wahala no involve person life?” I
questioned him.
”My guy, na one student like that
for SS3 just dey rake dis morning.
The girl just dey para say she go
report you give proprietor sake
of say you toast her and she no
gree but you ma come dey tell
everyone say na she first come
toast you,” Darlington explained.
*Heeee! This early monday
morning? Nawao…*
It was at that moment I noticed
students gathered in multiple
nuclei murmuring amongst
themselves with some looking
my way at intervals. This girl is
really out to taint my image and
tarnish my reputation in this
school but unfortunately for her
she met the wrong person
because am definitely going to
use her as an example since she
had made herself a scape goat.
”Hmmm, my guy I no get
anything to say o. In short, e go
even better if she go report me
self. After all, no be the person
wey call police dey win every
time. Abeg, I wan enter staff
room go rest jor,” I replied him
before I walked into the staff
room.
Normal school activities
continued until about 1pm when
the school proprietor called me
into his office. He told me how an
SS3 female student came to
report me to him requesting him
to warn me to desist from
spreading false rumour about
her. The proprietor then told me
to go home, prepare and come
tomorrow for us to have a formal
discussion over the allegation on
his table because he is not
disposed at the moment as he
has got a proprietors meeting to
attend.
*so this girl went ahead to
report me to the proprietor. She
has just dug her own grave*
”Ok sir, I’ve heard all you said
and will report back tomorrow,”
I said to the proprietor before I
left his office.
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