Last Semester I walked into our schools library with the aim of finally devouring my Calculus textbook. Sorry, I meant I walked into our schools Library for the first time. The moment I stepped into the library, after showing my schools ID, I felt it without being told that I was in a Library. The place was very cool and quiet. The fluorescent bulb made the place look so bright. The fans where rotating as if they were forced by the Librarian to rotate – very slowly, though enough to keep the place cool. The ACs were working*** wait a minute, am I dreaming? *** On a closer observation I found out they were not working. I hissed, now it looks real, I mean like a typical Nigerian thing. Don’t ask me how. The spirit of reading fell on me instantly. I started scanning the Hall for a nice seat; I spotted a nice one at the extreme of the library. Without wasting time, I bounced like a like a teenager that I am towards it while scanning the library for students I may know. This was a very big mistake I made. Had I known, I would have kept my head high as usual. What I saw made me wish the ground will open and swallow me. I felt like running out of the library. O my laptop! Is this how students behave in libraries? You need to see the way the faces of those students in the library were, they were not smiling at all. They were all frowning at me as if to say ‘guy start running out, we don’t want you here’. I was so uncomfortable and to add to it the hall was a long one. As I was walking to my seat I was moving my face from one side to the other as if I was forced to wear a tie too small for my neck in a bid to avoid those hard faces. I wanted greeting a guy I know very well, my brothers and sisters, na so fear take catch me o. I had to je-je-lly walk to my seat to avoid stories that touch. But come o, what can really make them be that mean to me? Is it because the books they were reading were too difficult to comprehend or what?

I am trying to get you.

You almost ran? Why didn't you complete the running?