Hell In A Cell - Episode 12
Cowardliness of a Lion...
" Kola,stand up"the hostel master commanded after noticing that my head tilted completely away from the chair and my eyes were completely shut due to sleep,making me oblivious to my surrounding. I placed my chair at the angle where the silhouette was barely obvious. The bible passage for the day was proverbs 12 from the beginning to the end and everyone was to read a verse each.I was the only one left who had not read and by the time they turned to check me,I was on my flight back to the normal-land.
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. I stood throughout the fellowship as a punishment and since today is Saturday,the fellowship became longer then usual.After the fellowship everyone returned to their hostel to make sure it was tidied up.At this point I bought myself some more time to sleep on the soft-foamy bed,then I joined the cleaning. The mops were moving on the tiles like someone who lost it's way in a city of dirt.Those using the local brooms to sweep,swept like the floor-sweeping was going to fetch them an extra mark in their education.Perhaps it might boost their CV in future.I looked around so as to make sure that nothing was left undone.I scanned through the hostel,moved around the glittering white toilet sinks and latrines. I criticized any mishaps vigorously.The bathrooms were perfect with the blue rubber curtains looking new.The taps and shower knobs were tightened so as not to make a fuss or drop and underwears with no owners were trown outside at the backyard
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. I decided to take a short stroll around the hostel,I walked past the kitchen where Mama Sekodun was preparing the sweet-smelling Moi-Moi pap for breakfast,then I turned to the back of the hostel to check if it was swept and moped as well,but to my surprise... It was,sorry I meant it wasn't! "Oh,what am I gonna do with all this useless seniors who find it hard to be of good role-models to their juniors?",I asked myself.Tunde a tall long-limbed boy,definitely the tallest student in the school was incharge of cleaning up the hostel backyard and from the look of things,even a mad man would not argue it that he hasn't touched his duty in a week!. I started to search all around for him,asking whosoever I met if they had seen Tunde after the fellowship,but surprisingly everyone kept saying " No".While I was still confused and wondering if he went over these tall walls(fences) and still deliberating on what to tell the hostel master on Tunde negligence, I heard a voice calling my name from the female hostel. ******************************************
I walked as fast as my legs could take me,having it in mind,the quote of the illiterates "I can not come and go and kill myself".Right at the window side she stood,the chubby girl of my class with her hair tangled and her face wrinkled, you could be sure she hasn't taken her bathe."Kola have you seen Bolu?", she asked,"not after fellowship" I replied looking confused and trying to create a link between Tunde and Bolu absence. But, "What if Bolu was at the tap fetching water on the last floor or she decided to hide herself from everyone?". "What if Tunde was washing on the last floor and was forced into a discussion with Bolu?". " I know their is something strange about the two of them recently,so what if? Oh!, ..... Don't tell me we are having the same thought about this!
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Why repeating dis story?