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Op nice story, it got me reminiscing about my camp life too and also brought a nostalgic feeling of my service year. I really miss those days but one has forge forward in life

uhmmn that good boss

Episode 2 Finally the principal came up for his speech……………………………………………………………… …… Principal: Good morning student We: Good morning sir Principal: first and foremost I would like to welcome the new students especially the Jss1 into High Land Secondary School You have all been elevated from primary to secondary school this year but here in the secondary school learning is advanced because you must study and read your books persistently Perhaps loitering around when classes are in progress is highly prohibited here. Because as you all know this is a private school not a government school; discipline is our No. 1 priority ……………………………………… the principal still talking ……………………………………… Moreover before I started my speech I didn’t introduce myself properly But I suppose this is not the first time of seeing me (talking to the Jss1 students) You wrote your common entrance examination here so you are suppose to know my name So who amongst you here can tell me my name? ………………………….. I was trying to remember when a girl in front of me said “I sir”………………………………. The girl: I sir Principal: (nodded his head in affirmation) go ahead little one The girl: your name is Mr. Adeyemi Gbenga Principal: wow! That’s correct, clap for her We: (clapped) together repeatedly Principal: it’s ok students, and what is your name my smart girl? The girl: my name Doro Ebuchi sir Principal: ok, that’s good keep it up, now I will allow all of you to go to your various classes but make sure you cooperate with your new tutors & pay attention to them, is that clear? We: (all answered) yes sir we left in a straight sequence to our various classes, we sat in the classroom quietly everything seems very boring to me as this was not what I had in mind as my first day in school, I opened my school bag and brought out my English textbook opened to a certain page of my choice and started reading absent mindedly Suddenly a boy tapped me from behind and asks The boy: what is the name of the textbook you are reading? Me: (answered) comprehensive English The boy: that text book contains a lot Me: really? The boy: yes, I came across it last year Me amazed) good dude, but I thought it’s only for Jss1 students? The boy: you are right but I always read ahead Me: ok, so what’s your name? The boy: my name Hassan Bala, and you? Me: my name is Okon Peters Bala: alright do you mind if I join you? Me: yes of course Bala joined me in reading as he drew close to my seat, at this point I was very happy to have someone talking to me at last in the class He gisted me about his pry school and how he enjoyed some of the excursion I also in turn shared some of my pry school experience with him We discussed about the school environment, the new classroom, the chair we sat on and our smart principal. Shortly we heard footsteps approaching towards our direction; a very beautiful slim dark lady emerged soon walked majestically & stood in front of the class. The lady: Good morning class We: Good morning Ma The lady: you are all welcome to High Land Secondary School Oshodi We: thank you ma The lady: I am Mrs. Comfort Taye by name; I’m your form mistress as from today. By break time I will like to have all your names on sheet of paper …………………………………………… story continues …………………………………………………………….. She turns around as if she was searching for something & pointed the same girl that answered the principal’s question Mrs. Comfort: you my dear, can you stand up please? ……………..Doro stood up waiting for instruction I guess, the class was very quiet at this time…………… Mrs. Comfort: Doro, please kindly write down the names Of everybody here & bring it to the staff room for me, is that clear? Doro: yes ma (she replied back authoritatively) Different teachers thought us four different subjects that morning before we went out for break Perhaps everybody wrote his/her name on the paper Doro brought to the front of the class before going out. We offered mathematics & other three subjects after break plus extra lesson I was very impressed by the school teaching standard but very tired Finally the closing bell was ranged; hurriedly I carried my bag & ran out of the class without saying goodbye to Bala my friend. Writer: williamz abokz
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Episode 1 Early in the morning of September 18, 2005 I woke up happily and said to myself a thousand times am now a student of Jss1 I can’t really express the joy I felt inside of me The time was already 6:30 am as at now I hurriedly packed my mathematical set and other school items into my new school bag I bought the previous day with my mum in Oshodi market At the time the jeep had been cleaned by the gateman perhaps my mum popularly known as Madam Gold a well respected and influential business woman was dressing up to go out for the business of the day To one of her shop in Lekki while she will drop me in my new school. I swiftly took my bath dressed up in my new school uniform and went to the dinning for my breakfast I was surprise when I saw my mum already sited waiting for me ……………………………………………………………………………… ………………………………………………………….. Me: Good morning mum Mum: my darling how are you doing and how was your night? Me with a sound voice) fine thank you ma Mum: I can see you are neatly dressed in your new school uniform Me: yes mum, I like my new school and I like the design on the uniform too Mum: hmmmmmm that’s my boy, you can say that again Amah the house help was a very young girl employed by my mum at the age of 12 Moreover she did her pry 6 with us here the previous year and she is just a year older than my humble self She cheerfully served the latter the loaf of bread and carefully poured out the tea in the jog that was on the table into our cups and went back to the kitchen, She was always the last to leave the house perhaps her school wasn’t far from the house then but now she too has been admitted into Jss1 in another school. I was the first to grab my cup of tea as I gulped a little of it down my throat and eating my bread stylishly meanwhile my mum was also drinking her tea looking at me simultaneously as I was eating. 7oclock on the dot my mum and I zoomed off in a big black jeep (Hummer) after having a fabulous breakfast We arrived at my new school and the big sign board reads <<<<<< High Land Secondary School No.14 Adewale Crescent Oshodi >>>>>> . The school successfully enrolled fifty (50) students out of the numerous pupils that sat for the common entrance exams that year which I wasn’t excluded either I walked towards the school gate waving my mum goodbye as she drove off I was impressed when I saw other students neatly dressed like me inside the school premises Few minutes the school bell was ranged by the time keeper for the school assemble, from Jss1 to Ss3 we all lined up Everything was different from the primary style I knew back then, I was the third student in the Jss1 lane observing everything bravely. Writer: williamz abokz ………………………Episode 2 Loading…………….
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PART 38 It was a surprise to me that Ruth and Charmeen will be the one to anchor today’s social night. Ruth had just her baby phonetic voice while I still don’t know what Charmeen will bring to the table; he is just the fine, handsome big boy in the studio. Getting to the backstage, I discovered Charmeen was drunk. Not that it was excess but everything about him smells alcohol. That now raises the question that is it compulsory or necessary that you must take alcohol before you can be able to face or address the crowd? Moses, our manager was so angry. In fact, everything just didn’t work fine for the OBS group tonight. All the Mics and speakers were not at their best. The performance was good from platoon 3 but it was soured by the non-functionality of the microphones. It’s just so pathetic. I called Seyi to know where she was. After some minutes, she came around and we were under the tree in front of the multipurpose hall discussing. We discussed so many things: family, camp life and when her wedding would be coming up. From our discussion, she told me she lost her mum in 2009. Her Dad stays in Ekiti and he is a pastor. She is also the last born of her family and intended getting married within the next 2 years. When it was 9.30pm, she asked me to walk her down to her hostel. We were talking along the way, with her holding my hands and her head on my shoulder all through the walk to her hostel. One thing I discovered about her is that she is an introvert, just like me too but what she doesn’t know is that I have a way of dealing with a co-introvert. We talked about the rumors going round the camp that we were dating. I told her it is better we tell the guys in the studio that nothing like that is happening between us but she insisted she wants it to remain that way. She also told me that Mighty mic was trying to approach her but since the incidence happened which brought me to the fold, he has withdrawn himself from her automatically. I was just laughing and staring at her at the same time so she can speak more. She said so many things like what her friends were saying too, most importantly the ones that came to check on her in the clinic. After a long talk, at 9.55pm, I bid her farewell and as usual she hugged me. I got back to the room by 10pm. U go was busy eating so I kuku joined him. The room was bubbling as usual and we all discussed and congratulated landlord for his platoon success today. We discussed till around 11.15pm before sleep took everybody away.

PART 37 At 2.57pm, Ekene’s call woke me up. He was informing me to go cover the volleyball game. I told him I was tired that he should call the rest of the guys to cover the game. I called Ella to know if she is back from SAED lectures. We later met at mama Amaka’s restaurant where I explained everything to her. She advised me from the best of her knowledge. I love her company. I have this sure assurance of a best time with her. Just as we were discussing, Janelle walked into the restaurant. I snubbed her while she did the same too. Ella and I continued our chat and I didn’t care whether she was there or not. I really don’t blame the bad guys who treats girls like a shit, would you? Still at the restaurant at 3.35pm, thinking of going straight to the volleyball court to clear off my head with some good volleyball. I later received a call from an unknown number. I picked it and I discovered it was a call from my platoon leader, asking me to come to his hostel to clear some things. I rushed straight to the place after I was able to get the description from someone along the clinic. Getting there, the man told me I didn’t make a photocopy of the application for redeployment I wrote. He ordered me to go and re- write another one, make the photocopy and bring it to him as soon as possible. I went in search of an A4 paper to write the application and it took me sometime before I was able to get one from Nnanna in the studio. Seyi helped me in monitoring the photocopy stand since the guy was not at his stand. She later called me on the phone about the arrival of the guy. I made the photocopy, and quickly rushed to the platoon leader’s room to submit it. I was only able to get the glimpse of just the last ten minutes of the first half game between platoon 3 and platoon 9. The game ended goalless which eventually ends in a penalty as platoon 3 win the shootout on a 4-2 score line. That was landlord’s team heading to the final of the tournament. It was really a sad one for platoon 9 because they were able to dictate the tempo of the game but at the end, they lost out on penalties. Seyi was with me all through some duration of the game before she went to meet Eka. At the end of the game as usual, I moved I moved into the studio to make the match report and also to be on the sport update show. I forgot to add that I took charge of the cards fees, I which I was able to get N800 so far from platoon 3 and another platoon. Ekene was not around for the sport update so Dafe and I anchored the show together with Nonso. Rice and stew was later served as dinner in the studio and we all wait till it was time for the social night as the time was 7.45pm.
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PART 37 At 2.57pm, Ekene’s call woke me up. He was informing me to go cover the volleyball game. I told him I was tired that he should call the rest of the guys to cover the game. I called Ella to know if she is back from SAED lectures. We later met at mama Amaka’s restaurant where I explained everything to her. She advised me from the best of her knowledge. I love her company. I have this sure assurance of a best time with her. Just as we were discussing, Janelle walked into the restaurant. I snubbed her while she did the same too. Ella and I continued our chat and I didn’t care whether she was there or not. I really don’t blame the bad guys who treats girls like a shit, would you? Still at the restaurant at 3.35pm, thinking of going straight to the volleyball court to clear off my head with some good volleyball. I later received a call from an unknown number. I picked it and I discovered it was a call from my platoon leader, asking me to come to his hostel to clear some things. I rushed straight to the place after I was able to get the description from someone along the clinic. Getting there, the man told me I didn’t make a photocopy of the application for redeployment I wrote. He ordered me to go and re- write another one, make the photocopy and bring it to him as soon as possible. I went in search of an A4 paper to write the application and it took me sometime before I was able to get one from Nnanna in the studio. Seyi helped me in monitoring the photocopy stand since the guy was not at his stand. She later called me on the phone about the arrival of the guy. I made the photocopy, and quickly rushed to the platoon leader’s room to submit it. I was only able to get the glimpse of just the last ten minutes of the first half game between platoon 3 and platoon 9. The game ended goalless which eventually ends in a penalty as platoon 3 win the shootout on a 4-2 score line. That was landlord’s team heading to the final of the tournament. It was really a sad one for platoon 9 because they were able to dictate the tempo of the game but at the end, they lost out on penalties. Seyi was with me all through some duration of the game before she went to meet Eka. At the end of the game as usual, I moved I moved into the studio to make the match report and also to be on the sport update show. I forgot to add that I took charge of the cards fees, I which I was able to get N800 so far from platoon 3 and another platoon. Ekene was not around for the sport update so Dafe and I anchored the show together with Nonso. Rice and stew was later served as dinner in the studio and we all wait till it was time for the social night as the time was 7.45pm.
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PART 36 7 TH OF DECEMBER 2015 DAY 13 IN CAMP “DISAPPOINTED” I woke up by 3.23am. I can’t believe it morning already. I stood up, had my bath and slept again till around 5.13am. Ugo was dressed already. I asked if the jingle has been blown, he said “since”. Chai! This guy is not okay at all. They blew the jingle and nobody cares to wake me. Na which kind people be this sef? I rushed up, put on my shirt shoes and jugged to the parade ground. The semi-final fixtures for both football and the volleyball game was surprisingly not announced on them field during the announcement. Since they said no OBS Member should be in the studio in the morning, I was surprised to see Tonye joining the morning drills. When the time was 7.30am, the morning drills was getting uninteresting so I decided to leave the parade ground for the studio. The studio was full. Seyi, Eka, Tonye, Ayo, Jessica, etc were all present. I greeted them all before I proceeded to meet Ekene to discuss the games I heard will be played this morning. But the truth is, the guys in charge of the games don’t know anything about it. They just fix the fixtures anyhow. From what I heard, they said platoon 7 will be playing platoon 3 again. It’s really disheartening after all our complaint to see that nothing was done to the arrangement. Anyhow it is, na so we go do am. Breakfast was ready. Yam and stew again. I left immediately I was done with it. The jingle was blown for the morning lectures. The lecture, this time talked about the people going for relocation. The lecture this time was basically about relocation. The lecture took about an hour. I was with the OBS crew at the back stage. Janelle called and we both agreed to see after the lecture. By 11.05pm, the lecture was over so I went out of the hall to look for Janelle. I decided against calling her but to check for her among the troops of crowd rushing out of the hall. I sighted her holding her phone trying to call someone. Am sure I was not the one she was trying to call because my phone didn’t beep for once. I followed her at the back without her noticing me. I realized she was heading to the clinic. I went inside to meet her there. I was shocked when she asked me about Seyi. I was dumbfounded but I still managed to compose myself immediately while I dodged the question. I kept asking her about her health and why she didn’t check on me for over 3 days. She kept complaining of network issues on her phone bla bla bla but staring into her eyes, I can see some iota of lies in it. My heart shrieked. I was sad. I maintained a straight face all through my stay with her. What she did she take me for? At times I ask myself, is it a crime to be so emotional? Is it a crime to love someone you haven’t even, met before? Janelle is such a player. How I wish I could be opposite of whom I am. I don’t blame the so called bad guys. She shattered my thoughts the more when she regarded me as a “brother in faith” (laughs) I have been a fool. I was still maintaining that strange face which makes her scared. I am unpredictable. I am disappointed in you” That was the last word I said to her before leaving the clinic heading straight to the mamee market to eat. I have reduced a lot mehn. The weather, water, not having a good sleep, in fact everything in camp was just telling on me. I needed to talk with someone. I needed someone who I could talk my heart out to. I sent a text Ella, requesting to see her after the SAED. I was thinking of going to sleep but I changed my mind and I went straight to the SAED class of designing and customizing. We learned how to draw, create designs on our own and how to perfect them. We did like two practices before the class was closed for the day. At 1.10pm, I left the class for the hostel having just one thing in mind, “sleep” read more on www.emperorblog.com.ng

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Part 1 In a small quiet town rich with customs and values in the western part of Ekiti is a family. A polygamous home headed by the popular palm wine tapper in the early 1900s. Adekunbi is one of the well- known palm wine tapper in a small town called Ikogosi. Adekunbi is a successful palm wine tapper who was richly blessed with wisdom and riches. Adekanbi had just a wife named Jaiyesinmi. Jaiyesinmi was the second child of the Awele family. Her father, Chief Kalejaiye is the otun of Ikogosi land. Adekunbi, being a rich and influential man had Jaiyesinmi as his wife. Jaiyesinmi was known as a woman filled with pride because she is the only daughter of Chief Kalejaiye. After five years of a fruitless marriage, Adekunbi was forced to take in a second wife. Like it is popularly said in Yoruba land, “Ori omo lo n pomo waye” (It’s the head of a child that brings another child) Even though it was well believed that Jaiyesinmi”s wickedness caused her barrenness but she never take heed. Adekunbi had no choice than to succumb to the pressure from his family. Iwalewa came into the Adekunbi family and just after a year, Iwalewa conceived and gave birth to a baby boy. Jaiye prayed and performed so many sacrifices to Eledumare to answer her prayer and just some few months after, Jaiye conceived and gave birth to a baby boy. Adekunbi was happy that his first wife had finally conceived. Although, Jaiye expected Adekunbi to celebrate the naming ceremony of her child like that of Iwalewa but such never happened. This act of Adekunbi fueled the already suppressed spirit of anger and wickedness in Jaiyesinmi. In the eve of the naming ceremony of Jaiye’s child, Adekanbi in the company of his friends talked happily and under the influence of the palm wine in his system, he told his friends that Iwalewa’s child was going to be his heir because of Jaiye’s wickedness and the fear of transferring the act to her child too. Unknowing to Adekanbi, Jaiye was hiding at the back of the hut, hearing the discussion of her husband. Ever since then, the home of Adekunbi became a house on fire. The two wives at each other’s loggerhead, fighting on silly things all because Adekunbi has named his heir while he was still alive. These misunderstanding and fights happens occasionally and Adekunbi does nothing to stop the fight between the two women. Then one day something happened…

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Copyright (c) 2017 All right reserved. This story shouldn’t be reproduced in any form or any means without the permission of the writer. (Ola- Olowo) This story is not totally a fiction. it was written based on what the writer was able to gather from the citizens of Ikogosi-Ekiti. LEGEND OF IKOGOSI A short Story Written by: I am Olaolowo Whatsapp: 07060406597
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