Hell In A Cell - Episode 11

 

 Tortoise wisdom fooled.... 
The distant chirping of the sparrow on the opposite fence separating the hostel from itself gave my sleep a melodious one.The zephyr which usually starts around three pm to seven in the morning as started and this time, it was softer,making everyone cling to their duvet and pillow.Then... The clapping Arrived.A annoying clapping that resounded all over the hostel like the echo of one's voice in a tunnel.Am sure even wall geckos and cockroaches would wake up and if possible go to work.This type of clap cuts the bridge of your dream from the real world.You probably would try fighting the noise ignoring the annoying clap but would noticed you are already on our feet and about changing to your hostel wear and picking your Bible . The walking begins again, the dragging of the feet on the cream ceramic-square tiles, heading to the door like Zombies sainting blood. The hostel boys most times finds it hard entering the Hall directly because their joysticks is currently singing Nigeria national anthem.Getting into the hall,tables were packed on top of each other and the chairs were made to enter through each other,making a long tall bunch of white and blue plastic chairs. Even while half-dozing,we arranged the chairs and waited to hear the creaking of the female hostel's door.The females finally came out and I was swept into a past memory...

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. He was rolling on the bare floor and begging for forgiveness,His clothes soaked with sweat forced out of his skin by the severe lashes.The canes kept landing recurrently at different parts of his body,making him confused of either to beg the Sir or the Ma. Prep had started and everyone had just returned from the mid term break.The Gasoline generator was on so the room was illuminated by fluorescent bulbs.The aroma of the delicious Egusi and Semolina prepared by a first class cook hailing from Edo was still strongly in the air after been "conquered" by the boarders some minutes ago. I sat opposite his sister,an ebony blonde with outrageous beauty,even though I didn't have the courage to approach her,I had the courage to always be around her.We sat on white chairs sharing the same white table with a small funny looking boy of eight working on his assignment on quantitative reasoning.Reading with such a magnificent beauty at the other end of my table with our legs touching each other mistakenly occasionally was a big distraction.Deep inside I knew my reading was pretentious.

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. Some minutes later,a fair-skined slim boy with an oblong head ran into the toilet,spiting continuously and washing his mouth with water.Brushing of teeth at night was a rear attribute in the hostel but this was done by him and at this moment,during prep. He did it in "ditto" upon"ditto" and at that point we knew something wasn't right. The hostel masters-Mr tayo a tall dark man who just arrived from Gboko and was to take over shortly from Mr Adefemi a short man with a fair skin who has an open teeth,probably a lost Incisor and also a big black acne on his fore head. They both ran to the toilet waiting for Eni to rinse his mouth for the last time and turn off the running tap."sir,I asked senior Dennis for the Lacasera drink he promised to give me,he told me to go pick it up from the freezer and I did and when I drank it ,it was purely...."Eni explained." Purely what..?"they asked staring at him intensely."Purely URINE sir".he completed. "What?,you mean you just drank his urine?," Mr Tayo asked."Yes Sir ",Eni replied looking as though he was looking for something." Where is the bottle?",Mr Adefrmi asked."It is over there!,"Eni replied, running to his sit to pick the bottle beside his chair. Mr Tayo collected it and placed the tip of the bottle close to his nose and shouted "This is pure wickedness...!!". Mr Adeyemi took it and did the same and shouted " Jesus!".They afterwards stormed in to find Dennis. Dennis was in the room,by his bunk side about adding some powdered milk to his tea from his "Baba Sala" tin when Mr Adefemi called him to come immediately to the prep room.When Dennis arrived,he couldn't deny his action because some students saw him when he drank the real Lacasera drink and they were wondering how he got another one to put in the freezer.Dennis was told to lie down and was flogged seriously by the hostel Masters. To make things worse,the proprietress whose house is just some houses away from the hostel,had been informed and was on her way. The Trio on Dennis was so powerful,It was like judgement day for sinners.The cane went like drum sticks used in beating a set of drums by a rockster drummer.The proprietress took off her glasses and head-tie to give Dennis a well deserved bouquet of flogging which went in an " _Enbloc_. Then,unknown to me that I was already asleep,about boarding my Virgen Airplane back to the reality world I heard....