Resuscitated Hope - Episode 15

 

"What's the problem?", the oga asked.

"These girls bought a scratch card, gave me their details to log in for them and they are claiming it was wrong, now, so I could give them another one", cafe attendant blurted.
"No o, we gave him a correct detail and he imputed another one", Ifeoma said.
"Okay, let me see who was right", the oga said.
The oga went to the system 'log in' box, typed first number of the detail and it brought what the cafe attendant typed at the first.
"Pass me your details", the oga said and Bose that held it, did.
The oga crosschecked and it was the cafe attendant that made a mistake.
"You see, you made a mistake and you are harassing customers; we will loose five hundred for scratch card", the oga said.
"That's why I didn't want us to loose it", the cafe attendant said.
"Stay there o, ode!, the money would be deducted from your salary", the oga said.
The oga imputed her details and the result came out.
Ifeoma broke a record.
She had eight A1's and a C4 in a language course - Yoruba.
Nobody was expectant about the result due to the ruckus.
"Congratulations, girl", the oga said and extended hands to Bose.
"It's not my result", Bose said.
"It's mine", Ifeoma said as she stretched her hand to collect the printed result.
She opened it, and kept jumping up.
She kept screaming for joy.
Bose wasn't in the mood to ask her about the result either.
They got home and Mama Bola with Bola were sitting outside waiting for them.
"What took you long?", Mama Bola asked.
"It's nothing but those low Intelligent quotient cafe attendant", Bose said and sighed.

"And how is the result", Bola asked.
Ifeoma wanted to hand it to them but they were scared due to excessive happiness registered on Ifeoma's face.
"I lost the expectations of seeing the result after the cafe attendant razzmatazz", Bose said.
Mama Bola dragged the result from Ifeoma's hand and what she saw shocked her..
She handed the result over to her daughters as they took glance one by one.
They all looked at her, she looked at them.
"Well, no money to sponsor you in a university", Mama Bola said.
"Let's stop all these and accept the fact that this girl is brilliant", Bose said.
They all hissed.

That night,
Ifeoma picked up her pen, with a paper and started scribbling.
Sojourn

"Thank you, Mum, I love this shoe", Deolu said.
"Don't thank me, thank your aunt as she bought it for you", she replied.
I went to her boutique to pay her a visit, and in between our conversations, I told her you'd be graduating from secondary school next week and she was ecstatic about it.
Luck is perfectly on your side that I bought a shoe for you recently, if not I wouldn't have known your size. Thank your stars, she ended with her words.
You can call her with your phone to thank her, anyway and show your appreciations.
His mummy entered to her bedroom to get undressed.
Deolu younger sister, Yewande, hadn't come back from school as they were writing their third term examinations.
Deolu made for his room, picked up the phone he left in his bed and dialed Aunty Titi's number.
The phone rang twice, Precious the sales girl picked the call.
"Hello", she quipped.

"Hi, this is Deolu, is my aunt around?, I need to speak with her".

"She no dey, she go buy something", Precious said in Pidgin.

"Well, help me to tell her, that her nephew Deolu called"

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. Thank you, and he cut the call..

Precious hissed loudly.
"All these small pikin speaking big oyinbo, my pikin go go better school too", she laughed.

Just then Titi entered.
"Precious, hope no problem?" This wan you just hold my phone dey play with am, wetin happen?

"Madam, no be so" Na one pikin call now and say na your......she scratches head trying to remember the word Deolu used..
Titi grabbed the phone from her and hissed.
She checked her call log and saw "Baby Deolu" as she saved the number..
She visits her sister while she was in the University and lived with her for while after she was done. The reason for closeness with her nephew and niece.

"Oh, it's my baby Deolu", she said as she dialed the number.

Deolu picked up the call..
"Hello aunt, I really appreciate the gift you gave to my mum for me", thank you so much..

"Thank God", she said in return.
They discussed other things pertaining schools and life.

He needs to get to the school to get his blazers for valedictory service while he picks up his six year old sister from the school..
His secondary school have a primary school in the same compound, and they are owned by same proprietor.

He met his two friends Shola and Emeka discussing how they made their jamb flawlessly, and won't wait to rock the University life.
He was sad because he won't be entering school this year due to his age..
He told his mum about forming an affidavit which would allow him, but she wasn't interested in formulating an age for him.

After much discussions, they went to their Guidance and counselling office, who gave them few advises as they face the world. Afterwards, she brought out a big bag and told them to select the blazer they love.

They left the office, while his friends left for their respective homes, he waited a bit at the school garden for classes to be over, so he could get his sister...

They arrived home, and their mum welcomed them, while they dived into the dinning table to eat already served food.
She works as a government school teacher in a near by, but took a week break due to illness.. "Are you okay now, Mum", they chorused.
"Yes, just taking advantages of the remaining few days", she chipped in.

Days passed,
It's the valedictory service day.
Deolu woke up so early with so much anticipations.
He entered the bathroom, brushed his teeth and took some minutes bath.
As secondary school finalists, they have to be in school before 8.00am for decorations with tags while their red carpets starts by 9.00am and guests which are parents and guardians would be arriving afterwards.
His daddy being a busy man who works as a banker have never found a period out of his schedule to be with them. They only see him mostly during weekdays.

The valedictory service was lightening with lot of activities, music, food, side talks and all the Whatnots..
At the end of the day, Deolu carted away with two awards, Best in Economics and Government.
At least, his mummy will stop disturbing him with studying Accounting instead of Economics he loves more. His daddy studied Banking & Finance before becoming a chartered accountants.
Deolu wants to be a renowned Economists proffering solutions to the economic downturns of Nigeria economy.
He is always engrossed to business news on TV stations and reads any news paper his dad brings home from work.

Their respective parents, went home. Some students also left,and majority that were interested in after party waited behind for it. It lasted till dawn under security watch.
It was their last days in school and they took advantage of it and utilised it to the fullest.

Ifeoma got to this part, folded the paper, tore it and started crying.