Resuscitated Hope - Episode 12

 

Ifeoma continued to study hard against all odds, so she would ace her Senior secondary school mock examinations and West African Senior Secondary school certificate examination.
One day, her class mistress, Mrs Abayomi called for her; she was in senior secondary class two. Mrs Abayomi sent the school head girl to deliver the message. She is Bimpe by name.
A smart, neat and eloquent senior secondary school three student, she was in Science discipline.
Bimpe barged into S.S2 commercial class but there was a class ongoing.
They were having Economics and on the topic, Elasticity.
Mr Bamidele, a short and dark bespectacled man with bald hair, took them the subject.
"Define Elasticity in Economics term", he threw the question to all his students and about five of them raised their hands or fingers up out of fifty five students to be called.
He pointed at Zainab, and Bimpe interrupted.
"Good morning, Sir", she said.
"Good morning, young Lady", Mr Bamidele replied astutely.
He continued, "how may I be of help?".
A long hiss from Bimpe followed, and students started murmuring.
"Will you all keep quiet", Mr Bamidele cautioned all of them in a loud voice.
Then a voice let out, "this Bimpe girl is so proud o".
Another said, "not like she is all that".
"Who said that?", Mr Bamidele asked and there was quietness..

"Err, Mrs Abayomi called for one Miss Ifeoma Okeke", Bimpe said.
"Oh my brainy one and first head girl to be from commercial class ever", he cut in.
"Aww", all the S.S2 students chorused gazing at Ifeoma as she covered her face.
Bimpe hissed again and all the students snapped at her.
"One house", Mr Bamidele cautioned again.

Bimpe replied with a straight face, "I guess your brainy one or whatever accolade you decide to accord her prematurely",
"Well, we are still in a class session, and I can only release her when we are done", Mr Bamidele said with a mean look.
"I guess I should tell her that?", Bimpe replied awkwardly.
"Whatever tickles your fancy, Miss", Mr Bamidele said with a "shushing" aura . Bimpe left.
The whole class kept wondering what stopped Mr Bamidele from punishing her.
Mr Bamidele pointed at Ifeoma to attend to Mrs Abayomi whenever the session was over

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. As Zainab continued with her question.
Mr Bamidele became uncomfortable with his students gossip and left the class.

 Mr Bamidele is a sexual predator and paedophile and had harassed Bimpe before, but she didn't give in.
Bimpe could gather evidence against him and promised to expose him but he begged, so Bimpe gave him condition of them talking to each other carelessly anyhow.
Little wonder they talked to each other lackadaisically, on the ignorance of others.
Ifeoma was sure Mr Bamidele's next prey.

After the session was over, Ifeoma paid Mrs Abayomi the visit, she owed her.
"Koi, koi, koi" there was a knock on Mrs Abayomi's door as Ifeoma was ushered in.
"Welcome, my daughter and have a seat", Mrs Abayomi said.
"Thank you, MA", Ifeoma replied.
She took her seat.
"I will be with you in some minutes", Mrs Abayomi said as she stood and went to the shelf with some files.
She kept them neatly and sighed as she took her seat 
She removed her glasses, cleaned it a bit and wore it again.
"So, I was sent for you Miss Ifeoma Okeke", Mrs Abayomi said.
"Yes MA", Ifeoma replied.
"So what took you so long?", Mrs Abayomi queried.
"There was a class session ongoing", Ifeoma replied again".
"Well, I was told", Mrs Abayomi said.
"Then why unnecessary questions, then", Ifeoma said in her mind.
"Err, you are a smart child with a bright future prospect, and I'd love to get acquainted with your mother", Mrs Abayomi said.
"No ooo", Ifeoma replied.
"No oo????",  Mrs Abayomi asked surprised.
"Yes", Ifeoma stuttered again.
"Are you confused or possessed? Which one?", Mrs Abayomi asked.
"No, MA", Ifeoma replied.
"You can go, and make sure your mother come to school with you tomorrow", Mrs Abayomi said.
Ifeoma looked back and was worried.
"You can lock the door after you", Mrs Abayomi said as Ifeoma did as she was told.
"How can I tell my guardian? Hearing about my exploits will get her scared and she might stop
 me from going to school", Ifeoma said to herself.
"My world is just crumbling, God should just come and end this world",Ifeoma wailed silently
She was in the middle of worries and a thought came to her mind.
Zainab was her best friend and she decided to tell her everything and they came into an agreement.
Since Mrs Abayomi knew Zainab's mother, Ifeoma begged Zainab's mother's friend that was less busy to represent her.
"Why is the woman(Mama Bola) like that", they all asked Ifeoma.
"I don't know, it's not her fault but my bad luck destiny", Ifeoma started crying.
Zainab came to console her.
"Don't cry, this is just a phase, you will scale through. There is always light at the end of the tunnel", Zainab said assuredly and Zainab's mother with the woman(her friend) that will represent Ifeoma concurred in agreement.

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At the teacher's office,
Ifeoma entered with her supposed mother.
"Have a seat", Mrs Abayomi ushered the woman a seat.
"You can excuse us", Mrs Abayomi said to Ifeoma. Ifeoma did and made a sign of the cross and left.
She didn't want the woman to fumble.

"Your daughter is brilliant and I'll like to get acquainted with you", Mrs Abayomi said.
"Okay", the woman replied.
"Why was she behaving somehow when I called for you?", Mrs Abayomi queried inquisitively.
"She is just like that", the woman continued.

 Conversations continues in the next episode