Oprah Winfrey once said, "'Great Expectations', a book written by Charles Dickens in all its beauty and my ignorance of the contents therein, forgot the sweet, sensational and great expectation of going home".
It was the great day I had waited on from the first week of this tourist programme, the day to finally go home.
The departure day was just like arrival. Students were excited and everywhere was busing with activities.
A brief "Vote of Thanks" programme was conducted before we were allowed to go. Also, presentation of prizes to their winners.
By prizes, they also acknowledged those who pioneered different clubs that night, meaning that Everly got awarded for the pioneering a club and winning the event game.
"Certificate of Participation" was presented to all those that played in the Hunger Games event.
Schools started leaving once the programme was over as they were t
A Short Note on the Meaning of "Benefit Boyz""Benefit Boyz" is a trending phrase on social media (as of 2020) in Nigeria. It is used to refer to S.S.3 students who got rich(bought cars and the rest) during the lockdown period and thus, when they resumed school to write their WAEC exams, they became "lords". But well, the reality of this, is largely unconfirmed. Enjoy.???????????????Temi: Mic's on. Hello, guys. Welcome to...Sam: (looks up from the video game that he's playing)Temi, It ain't a video. (more to himself) I wonder how this book would have turned out if I had included your POVs in the main chapters.Temi: I heard that!(waits for him to resume the game. Shakes his arms violently as soon as he doe
Sam: We are at the altitude of 100 feets above mean sea level. Prepare for touch down. All seat belts should be tightened.Osmosis: (looks up from the novel, "The Variable Life of Sam" that he's reading and stares blankly at Sam, clears throat, says nothing as he goes back to the book)Sam: Flight 201. Requesting permission for landing. Over.Osmosis: (glares at him, switches on the transistor radio) All alighting at Daviferous Humour Station. We have reached our destination. Remember to take along, your bags and luggage. Thank you for journeying with us.Sam: (alights and stretches himself) Finally, a touch of the open sky. Lemme go have meself, a well deserved meal.Osmosis: (raises an eyebrow) Where do you think you are going to?
Sam:(over the radio) Flight 201, requesting permission for take off. Over.Control Station: (Radio noises, beeps as a personnel speaks up) Sam, do we have to go over this again?. For the love of Richard Trevithick, it's a humour-rail-sitting-nose-diving-shaped adventure train!Sam:(scratches his back of his neck, as he chuckles awkwardly) For the love of Richard who again?...never mind. I'm so sorry. You know, I always wanted to be a pilot but I had this fright for heights. There was this one time I...Control Station:(Train station manger takes the mic from the personnel) Sam!, nobody wants to hear of your childhood whobidi whobidi who, If you don't get this train moving this instance, I will....Sam:(puts up a "bored face" as he lip-mimics the manager while making
For one, I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to write this. I guess it was out of boredom, those kind of boredom that can make you count the number of passers-by wearing blue tops(which I did until I got tired).These events, I'm about to write, took place exactly 300B.C, during the reign of Empe...just kidding, it took place three months ago.So, it was about me going somewhere, eem..Lekki Conser...oh, sorry, where are my manners?(sips cof--CapriSonne™️, feeling all "professional")??????????????Staring at my reflection in the mirror, my overactive imagination kicked off its starting gear.Mr Jones lets out a wry smile as he pulled my sad cheeks twice."Smile, my boy. Don't be sad. This is the last day of school for this term. You ain't gonna be bullied again
We walked to school, walking as though the world doesn't exist. I guess we were basking in the euphoria of the last day of school, I was almost sure I heard "one jam of a song playing in the background"(it certainly sounded like John Cena's theme song) and we "walking in slow motion, Temi flinging her long hair like fashion models while I took my time to take steps like that of a gangster who got "promoted to gang leader's lieutenant position".The jam playing in the background ended abruptly with a "rewind tune" as I sighted Osmosis and his gang of friends on their bicycles, riding to school.(coughs)Before I forget, Temi doesn't have long hair but braids--wild imaginations sure take a toll on me a lot.Most unlikely, my brain popped up Mr. James, at this moment...the least person I needed to see was Mr. James, he would go on about knowing your rights and all and sure did it this time, he was like "Stand your gro
Courtesy of my gracious heart, I won't like to bore you guys to death with the detailed description of how the last morning assembly for the term went. I know curious fellows that don't mind the saying, "Curiosity kills the cat" will be asking how boring the morning assembly was and what made it boring. For their sake, I will grace thee with few cups of water from the ocean of boredom."It's with immeasurable indulgence that I desire to welcome to the "dies ultima" of school for this term. I can conspicuously notice the glistening merry visages of you all and with absolute gratitude, we venerate God Almighty for his altruistic provision of life inter alia to which we tentatively..."I almost slept off for a moment there. I can't believe I have bored myself with this long talk, I guess it's "readers first". Such are "all in a day's job" for Mr. Okon, our small stature principal who derives joy from the attention he receives from students as
I will gladly take up the argument that two weeks during school session and two weeks during holidays are not the same.The way time went(quite an understatement)...spinned (now we're talking) off fast baffled me.I watch the seconds-hand move, reassuring myself that we weren't in "Spy Kids: All the Time in World" situation--you know, sci-fi has a knuckle for coming true sometimes, like that of Teleportation did, It is now a possible way of transportation developed by Elon Musk.Though it's not yet available for public use, Elon Musk Group of Companies are on a contract funded by the United Nations, to install the "transport tube" at least two par street in every country of the world. The transport tube through a mechanised process of cell division brings the body to the lowest unit of life; that is "cells" and then through a process called "hyperventilation", morphs back the cells toget
"Honey bunny, hope you've packed in, a toothbrush,you don't want to be using chewing sticks, do you?", Mom asked with all concern, as she was packing in snacks in one of my bags."Yeah, mom...did that like last week, remember?", I looked up and at that instant, she had the same concerned look, Mary, Sheldon's mom from the "Young Sheldon" series would have some times."What of mosquito net, would you be taking that, you know mosquitoes can be very...""Moommm", I grumbled, giving her the "I'm fine" look"it's alright, my baby", she smiled wryly, the smile itself was radiating worry.Mmasi came down from her room in her pyjamas, leaned against the door post of my room."Mom, Dubem is leaving today, right?""Yes, my dear. Will you like to accompany him to school?", mom asked, zipping up the bag she was packing stuffs in, before."Yeah, of course....on the day pigs will fly", she bluntly replied as she turned sluggishly towards the bathroom."...and probably become the George of the Jungle