To everyone who has ever been a jambite I say big ups to you for overcoming, the hustle is too damn real!
I'm in my final year now but the exhilaration of success cannot be relished without reminiscing. I remember when I just got into the university like every other jambite I had been extravagantly elated to finally become a year one student, oh the satisfaction! So I went about doing good or at least doing what was expected of me, I avoided the big dawgs, the final year students, the year two students, even the ants....avoided everything (wahala I no want) I also heard a lot about lecturers trying to take advantage of the "fresh ones" so I avoided them too, I neither sat in front nor at the back as I was told those were risky sites, as a matter of fact I bought a book from one of the book vendors that would usually storm the lecture venue only when our lecturers were absent, a book titled "how to overcome year one successfully" I read it thrice and took note of every tiny detail indicated within, I was determined to make it out alive, there was a rule that stated I buy a bullet proof, which I saved for but lost my stupidity before I could make up the money all these things were so important back then.
I had made sure to play my part by all means possible but you should understand in this jambite journey, you surely must fall prey someday, and that said day did come but thankfully I wasn't alone.
In my institution, as it is in most institution, it is required of you to take a GSS course (the term is likely to differ) in partial fulfilment of your course study, and for year one students the GSS courses in question were; the use of English, and of course Library Science.
So we all journeyed to our GSS classes daily, these classes usually held by 7am so it was mandatory to get up as early as possible, the lecturers in question were fond of shutting doors once they walked into the class, and the next thing? You guessed right attendance! I made sure to attend at least 90% of my classes on time, took notes diligently and read every night (year one sha).
Our library science lecturer was a pot bellied man, he was both playful and strict so everyone knew exactly where to draw the lines with him, he gave us assignments and term papers which we all did, he also set a test date for his course, this was going to be my first test ever so I read as hard as possible.
Finally came the day for the test, I had rushed into the test hall twenty mins late, the hall was as good as full, I scanned for familiar faces and noticed that majority of my pals had already been clustered by unknown students...I was amazed at how many students my level had compared to the number that showed up for class.
I immediately hurried to a free chair by the corner, lo and behold I looked to the board to see the oddest question in the world, it was just two questions but I could swear it wasn't in the text book, or had I skipped it while reading, I looked to the people around me and their faces were in the least bit encouraging so I focused on my paper, I was going to do the best I could...library science will hear me today!
3 'O' clock on the dot, the test was over, papers were passed to the front, the lecturer picked up his papers murmured to his course rep a few words then disappeared...comments began flying in the air "this kind stupid test" "abeg o which test book baba dey use" "useless man" I was almost tempted to cuss but I kept my calm, later that night the plan was to speak in other tongues but there wouldn't be need for that anymore.
Minutes passed by and the course rep cleared her throat to address the class, she told us that with a minor token of 500 naira we could all pass the course, apparently that was what Mr pot belly had whispered to her. In the twinkle of an eye 500 "nairas" began to appear you would almost think it was a banking hall "Eddy take nah" "abeg write my name" "shift make I write my matric number" I and my friends had equally paid as we all knew the test was horrible, eventually we went home feeling good (I wouldn't have to speak in tongues that night)
Days turned to weeks, weeks to month and exams drew near, the first exam you may ask? Library science, this time I was prepared I knew all the science behind the library, I even visited the state library even though it was to study for my biology test lol. I sat prepared in the hall smacking my pen against the desk before me waiting earnestly for the paper which arrived 20 minutes later.
The exams were finally over "bastard man" "if God no punish that man devil go punish am" lol I love my fellow malabites and malabresses....the exam was quite simple I must confess and just below the exam questions was continuous assessment LMAO we had been fooled by a pot bellied man.....Lord knows how many others had fallen prey.

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