Donigspain - S01 E38

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Donigspain - S01 E38

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 38

We left for the exam ‘runs’ with

high hopes of making some cool

cash from the school we would

be rendering our services to. We

had no particular school at heart

when we left but one thing was

certain – we won’t be going to

any school within Agbani.

Reason being that the Police

Station is very close and the men

in black will be moving from

school to school in search of

preys. I don’t know about others

but am not yet ready to pay a

visit to ‘sanko’. After much

deliberation we unanimously

decided to take our services to

Akpugo village. We boarded a

bus at the cost of 80 naira per

person to Akpugo. That was our

first time of going to the place

and so we asked a male

passenger to give us direction to

any big private owned secondary

school in Akpugo. When the bus

finally got to Akpugo after

countless stops, the passenger

pointed to a fenced two storey

building which was about 500

meters from where we alighted.

He said the school has got a

WAEC center with many

registered candidates both

boarders and regular students.

We thanked him and left for the

school.

We met a mad man about 100

hundred meters to the school. He

was coming in the opposite

direction. ”My brothers, please I

want to ask you people a

question,” he said to us in a very

polished queen’s intonation. We

stood surprised and

discombobulated on how a mad

man would be speaking in such

polished accent. We were still lost

in thoughts when he dropped

the bombshell ”Yes, if someone

who studied physics is known as

a physicist, what then do we call

a person who studied

geography? Geographer or

geographist?”

I don’t know if it was the fact

that this question came from a

mad man or because it was

directed to three random

students of Geography and

Meteorology, coincidentally, on a

day scheduled for WAEC

Geography exam but one thing

was sure, the question had

thrown us off balance. We stood

rooted like statues with dropped

jaws as we looked at each other

with bulging eyes. The answer to

the question was staring us in

the face but the circumstances

surrounding the situation

completely got us confused. The

laughter from students going to

school brought us back to our

senses and that was when we

noticed that the mad man was

long gone from us. After the

students had laughed themselves

to satisfaction one of them now

asked us why we paid so much

attention to the words of a mad

man. Zubi lied to them that we

were just sympathetic over the

condition of the young man. It

was at this point that Joseph

asked them if they could take us

to their principal to which they

agreed.

They knocked on the big gate

when we got to the school. The

gateman opened the security

view (the portion of a gate first

opened to check the person at

the gate) and gave us a

searching look. We identified

ourselves and told him we would

like to see the principal of the

school. He closed the security

view before opening the mini

gate for us to come in. We

thanked the gateman and

walked into the school premises.

There were two different sets of

two storey buildings facing each

other. One served as the main

classroom blocks with the

staffroom located at the ground

floor while the other served as

the hostels with the girls

occupying the first and second

floors while the boys occupied

the ground floor. We later learnt

the hostels were only used

during WAEC exams by distant

and/or external candidates.

There were students walking to

and fro the school compound.

We did not met the principal on

sit and so we were asked to wait

for him. It was while we waited

for the principal in front of his

office that my eyes caught a

particular group of girls. They

were three in number and all on

mufti. I had seen them passed

twice before. One was putting on

a bum short and spaghetti top

while the rest two wore knee-

length skirts and polo tops. The

one on bum short fidgeted

flirtatiously as they walked past

us for the third time. ”Hmmm, e

be like say body dey totori dis

one,” I thought to myself.

I was still admiring her bouncing

âss when Zubi leaned forward

and said ”guys, na we doz girls

dey sample body for oo! Make

we stop to dey dull ourselves for

here”.

”Na true you talk my brother.

Make we corner them jor,”

Joseph suggested in agreement

to what Zubi said. ”Wait guys, we

never even meet the principal on

top matter wey carry us come

here una wan make we go

pursue girls. How una wan make

the principal agree to buy our

services if he should catch us

toasting his students?” I asked

rhetorically in objection to

Joseph’s suggestion. They

thought over it for a while and

then agreed to suspend the plan

until after the exams.

The principal returned with the

invigilator after we had waited

for over an hour. We approached

him with our proposal but he

turned us down with the excuse

that they had already made

arrangements with other

mercenaries. The development

was really depressing. I was

pained the most due to the fact

that I was quite broke at that

time. I was having less than a

thousand naira both at home

and in the bank. I had spent 80

naira coming down to Akpugo

and now will be wasting another

80 naira going back to Agbani.

We left the school compound

dejected. To make matters

worse, Zubi and Joseph blamed

me for not allowing them go

after those girls. They kept

complaining how I made them

loose on both sides.

We crossed to the other side of

the road where we stood

waiting for a bus to take us back

to Agbani. While waiting for the

bus we saw the three girls come

out of the school. They had with

them empty 10 litre plastic

containers each which

suggested they were going to

fetch water.

”Guys na our opportunity be dis.

If you miss you miss out,” Zubi

said as he dashed forward to

meet with the girls. ”Ômô I don

waka o… Come and make your

choice,” Joseph dropped as he

left. I was still fuming with anger

over the rejection. This was no

time for fun. I was not in the

right mindset necessary to

successfully woo a girl. Beside, I

had only 120 naira on me, so

what if they suggest we enter a

cool joint?

I refused to join them in the Plan

B. I watched from afar as they

discussed with the girls. One of

the three girls had distanced

herself from the lot since she had

no partner. I was even tempted

to approach her but I waved off

the thought. They spoke for a

while before I saw them

exchanged numbers. Zubi and

Joseph walked back to me with

happy faces.

”Spain, you be real goat o,” Zubi

said as he drew near. ”See as we

don get girls to ourselves just

now now,” he continued.

Joseph gave me a mocking laugh

before saying ”Spain, the girls

dem agree say dem go show

Agbani by 4pm today. You for get

the other girl if to say you gree

follow us.”

”Shoo, na so the girls cheap

reach? Naw naw naw dey don

agree to come our side,” I

thought within me.

I did felt a bit jealous but not for

too long after I remembered I’ve

got no money to entertain any

girl if I had gotten one for myself.

We boarded a bus and went

back to Agbani to prepare for the

girls’ coming. Zubi and Joseph

had lost one and won one. I, on

the other hand, had lost both or

so I thought.