THE CHARACTERS THAT ARE FICTITIOUSLY USED-by Chris Nkeonye a.k.a Chrisblade
DEPARTMENT OF SOCIAL WORK, PART 1. #WARNING: THE CHARACTERS ARE FICTITIOUSLY USED#
Entered Sarah. " Have you seen speedman"
"No, call him na" Chris replied
" I don't have airtime in my phone".
"OK! use mine"
Chris gave her his phone.
"To copy this tune, press one..........."
"hello!"
"Hello speedman, Where are u"
" Am at the Lt2" speedman corresponded
" OK Am coming there" Sarah hung up.
Handing the phone back to Chris.
"He said what?"
" He said he is at Lt2"
"let's proceed to the venue. We have saa121 there."
"OK"
They went to their lecture hall. They entered, the hall was noisy.
"Sarah welcome" Obehi saluted
" Girl, How far?" Sarah asked keenly
"Am fine ooo"
" Obehi, good morning"
" Good morning, Chris, How are you?"
" Am fine. The lecturer is not yet here? "
" They said he is coming"
"OK"
"Kpakam! Sarah, How far?" cossy interrupted
" Am OK"
" Miss kpakam, How are you?"
" I just Dey, Chris"
"Hahahahaha!"
They went further exchanging pleasantries with one another. The lecturer emerged like a ghost.
" Good morning, students"
" Good morning, sir " and there was silence.
The class lasted for as long as it can.
" titilicious, How was the class?" Ayo asked fondly.
" Hmmmm, that man is boring" titi remarked in distaste.
"Well,........"
Virtually all students were outside, some ranting, some chanting, what do u expect?
" we still have pol 122" a fair social work girl remarked.
" Yes! we do" the addressed affirmed.
favour looked furious, tapping speedman.
"Yes"
"I did not write my name in the attendance list"
"Where did you go?" speedman mocked.
"I was inside the class na"
"But the attendance list was going round".
"abeg! give me joor make I write my name"
speedman obliged.
At the other side of the building, loveth was having a break for herself with a mate of hers.
" I have not seen James since we resumed ooo"
" He still dey house, dey chop rice"
" I tire ooo"
"Davido resumed today, sef"
" No! David's case is different. He said he was ill but now he is alright"
"Eyaaa" the sympathetic muffled.
The anticipated class was about to start. All students went into the Lt2. The social work students sat at the very right of the hall, their decorative blue, rhythmic.
Soon the lecturer entered. Greeting in unison flowed. The lecturer, reciprocated.
" Yes, we continue with the amalgamation of Nigeria. Today, we will look at the eventual implications of the 1914 amalgamation of Nigeria, recounting it's impact in the Nigerian politics from the independence era till today. Are you following?"
"Yes sir" few not-yet-hungry students echoed back.
"Good! The amalgamation...................." The learned lecturer kickstarted like a car ready to travel to the heavens.
Meanwhile, euphoria was buried six feet below the ground as the lecturer rapped. Few were able to write down notes, others watched the lecturer like a man wearing his clothes inside out.
" Are you following?" The grammar lord interrogated, hopefully.
" Yes sir"
"No sir" some shouted.
The lecturer was thrown into amazement
" I don't dictating while teaching but I will find a way to make up notes for u guys to write down in the subsequent classes but I won't promise you that, anyway "
Only God knows who heard him.
"I love this man's class. I have written down notes" Chris vomited out of gaiety.
" That is you" Christiana responded
" Na English dey worry you and this lecturer" someone lambasted. Soon, the class was over. All and sundry made head way out of the hall to take a break. Meanwhile time was busy counting it's seconds while men looked at it at intervals................
Written by Chris(blade). More coming soon. ©copyright reserved.
Entered Sarah. " Have you seen speedman"
"No, call him na" Chris replied
" I don't have airtime in my phone".
"OK! use mine"
Chris gave her his phone.
"To copy this tune, press one..........."
"hello!"
"Hello speedman, Where are u"
" Am at the Lt2" speedman corresponded
" OK Am coming there" Sarah hung up.
Handing the phone back to Chris.
"He said what?"
" He said he is at Lt2"
"let's proceed to the venue. We have saa121 there."
"OK"
They went to their lecture hall. They entered, the hall was noisy.
"Sarah welcome" Obehi saluted
" Girl, How far?" Sarah asked keenly
"Am fine ooo"
" Obehi, good morning"
" Good morning, Chris, How are you?"
" Am fine. The lecturer is not yet here? "
" They said he is coming"
"OK"
"Kpakam! Sarah, How far?" cossy interrupted
" Am OK"
" Miss kpakam, How are you?"
" I just Dey, Chris"
"Hahahahaha!"
They went further exchanging pleasantries with one another. The lecturer emerged like a ghost.
" Good morning, students"
" Good morning, sir " and there was silence.
The class lasted for as long as it can.
" titilicious, How was the class?" Ayo asked fondly.
" Hmmmm, that man is boring" titi remarked in distaste.
"Well,........"
Virtually all students were outside, some ranting, some chanting, what do u expect?
" we still have pol 122" a fair social work girl remarked.
" Yes! we do" the addressed affirmed.
favour looked furious, tapping speedman.
"Yes"
"I did not write my name in the attendance list"
"Where did you go?" speedman mocked.
"I was inside the class na"
"But the attendance list was going round".
"abeg! give me joor make I write my name"
speedman obliged.
At the other side of the building, loveth was having a break for herself with a mate of hers.
" I have not seen James since we resumed ooo"
" He still dey house, dey chop rice"
" I tire ooo"
"Davido resumed today, sef"
" No! David's case is different. He said he was ill but now he is alright"
"Eyaaa" the sympathetic muffled.
The anticipated class was about to start. All students went into the Lt2. The social work students sat at the very right of the hall, their decorative blue, rhythmic.
Soon the lecturer entered. Greeting in unison flowed. The lecturer, reciprocated.
" Yes, we continue with the amalgamation of Nigeria. Today, we will look at the eventual implications of the 1914 amalgamation of Nigeria, recounting it's impact in the Nigerian politics from the independence era till today. Are you following?"
"Yes sir" few not-yet-hungry students echoed back.
"Good! The amalgamation...................." The learned lecturer kickstarted like a car ready to travel to the heavens.
Meanwhile, euphoria was buried six feet below the ground as the lecturer rapped. Few were able to write down notes, others watched the lecturer like a man wearing his clothes inside out.
" Are you following?" The grammar lord interrogated, hopefully.
" Yes sir"
"No sir" some shouted.
The lecturer was thrown into amazement
" I don't dictating while teaching but I will find a way to make up notes for u guys to write down in the subsequent classes but I won't promise you that, anyway "
Only God knows who heard him.
"I love this man's class. I have written down notes" Chris vomited out of gaiety.
" That is you" Christiana responded
" Na English dey worry you and this lecturer" someone lambasted. Soon, the class was over. All and sundry made head way out of the hall to take a break. Meanwhile time was busy counting it's seconds while men looked at it at intervals................
Written by Chris(blade). More coming soon. ©copyright reserved.
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