Aggressive Mayowa Episode1
Myowa was already getting angry with the whole situation,
because he doesn’t like ‘church-girls’, so he didn’t really like
the fact that I was talking to her. Since he filled ‘No’, that he
didn’t want to join the church, he didn’t have to wait for any
extra meeting. He told me he was going already, then I said
bye to him. So the girl answered me. “that I chose to join the
choir, doesn’t mean I can sing. Wait! Were you peeping into
my form? I denied briskly. ” No, it was when you were
singing beside me that I heard your voice, and discovered
that you sing so well.” She looked at me suprisingly and said
“during that awesome worship, you were noticing someone’s
voice?” I answered immediately. “No, it’s not like that, I’m
just so sensitive to sound”. . .
We continued the conversation. . .
Me: So what part do you take exactly?
The girl: I take all parts, but I mainly take alto
Me: Wow that’s just like me, but the difference is that I’m
more comfortable taking tenor.
The girl: That’s really great. I’m Aramide, what’s your name?
Me: Please pardon my manners, I’m Dapo. It’s really nice
meeting you.
Aramide: The pleasure is all mine. You are in what
department?
Me: MCB, what about you?
Aramide: English Language. . .
We were going to continue the conversation, but some guys
came to address us, to tell us about becoming a member, a
‘worker’ and other things like that.
Immediately after the meeting, we prayed, and when I
opened my eyes, I didn’t see Aramide. Where she went, I
didn’t know. I just took my bible, and started going to my
hostel. Right there and then, I knew I had fallen in love.
Aramide is so beautiful, she speaks softly. She isn’t like
Sandra who talks like a parrot. She’s God fearing, and she is
nice too. I knew it was too early to conclude, but that was my
conclusion.
I took a bus and headed straight to my hostel, since I was
going to start lectures the following day.
Now I have Sandra, my lousy, saucy friend, Moji my FDF,
then Aramide whom I really love.
I got to my room, and I met Mayowa, already sleeping. I just
went straight into preparing for the next day’s work. Mayowa
had cooked ‘condition rice’ before sleeping. So I ate, then I
tried sleeping too. It was then my phone rang, it was my
mum. That was the second time she was calling me since I
resumed school. I was so happy to hear from her. I
apologized to her for not calling her earlier, I told her I have
been busy with registration activities.
She told me a lot of things, and repeated the ‘Ranti Omo Eni
Ti o n Se’ speech. But what surprised me the most was that
this time around, more emphasis was laid on ‘No 3’ of the
list. She kept on telling me to be careful with girls, maybe
she had seen some things in the realm of the spirit
concerning me. I thanked her, and told her, I won’t let her
down, then she ended the call.
Lectures were going to start the following day, it was going to
start with an ‘8 o’ clock’ chemistry class which would last for
an hour. Abdul told us (Mayowa and I) to get to the venue as
early as 6:30, or else, we won’t get a sit. We considered it as
an exaggerated fact, how can we go for a class, 1 hour, 30
minutes earlier.
Mayowa started the ‘church-gist’ in the evening around 8pm.
He told Emeka and Olu how I was behaving like a ‘church-
freak’. Those ones, blamed me too, they said I should have
followed him when he said he was coming to the hostel,
after all we went together. Mayowa started talking about
Aramide, how I was talking to her, about music, and he had
to leave, since he didn’t like music talks. Emeka was
surprised that I was talking to a girl again. “Guy, you be
woman rapper o, you never even finish Sandra patrol, you
don dey start another one.” Emeka said to me. “Watin be the
girl name self?” He asked. “Aramide” I answered. I didn’t tell
them I have fallen in love. We talked till around 12am, and
slept.
We woke up around 7am, we rushed up and by 7:45am, we
left the hostel for the Chemistry class.
When we got to the class, what Abdul told us turned out to
be true. We got to the class 7:55am, and the whole ‘lecture
theatre’ was filled to the brim. Some people sat on the floor,
while others were standing, holding their notes.
The lecturer was not around yet, so the place was so rowdy.
People were walking up and down, looking for empty,
unnoticed seats. Mayowa and I joined in the quest. This
quest was for people who didn’t want to sit on the floor, or
stand all through. As we were going to the front, looking
around, someone was waving at me, it was my FDF (Moji).
I went to her, and she offered me a seat, right in the third
row. I managed to ‘enter’, managing the space with mayowa
“You kept the sit for me?” I asked her. “No, not exactly, I kept
it for my roommate, who later decided to sit at the back with
her friends, she said she doesn’t like sitting in front. When I
just saw you, I decided to give my FDF the seat.” She
answered. “That was thoughtful of you.” I said. “Yeah right!”
She answered.
The lecturer came around 8:05am, and when he entered,
everywhere became as a grave yard. You could literarily
hear the sound of a falling pin. The man started by
welcoming us to the university system, as he laughed at
those sitting down on the floor. He told us he is also a
graduate of OAU, and during his time it wasn’t that bad.
He welcomed us to the course ‘CHM101’, he was successful
in planting the seeds of fear in our hearts after telling us the
high percentage of people that do fail the course, and cases
of people who had extra sessions just because of this
course. He discovered that he had only succeeded in causing
panic, he told us that it’s not that difficult, all we had to do
was to study well, and everything was going to be fine. Now,
everyone became a bit relieved, then he started taking the
course.
Since it was the first class, he just gave us the course outline
and recommended some texts. He talked about ‘readings’
and ‘errors’, and before we knew it, it was 9:00am already,
and we had to end the lecture, as some students of ‘arts and
humanities’ were already waiting outside to use the same
venue for their lecture.
The lecturer ended the class, and everywhere was conjested,
about 1500 people were trying to exit the hall, while about
750 were trying to come in. “You didn’t even call me at all,
after I fixed your phone.” Moji said to me as we were slowly
moving to the exit. “Why didn’t you call me too?” I shifted the
blame briskly, I had forgotten that I didn’t give her my
number. “You didn’t give me your number, it was your
phone I fixed, you didn’t get to fix mine”. She said to me.
Now it occurred to me that I didn’t give her my number.
“Oya ma binu, I totally forgot.” . . This time, we had gotten to
the exit. We continued the conversation, as we were going to
the hostel.
because he doesn’t like ‘church-girls’, so he didn’t really like
the fact that I was talking to her. Since he filled ‘No’, that he
didn’t want to join the church, he didn’t have to wait for any
extra meeting. He told me he was going already, then I said
bye to him. So the girl answered me. “that I chose to join the
choir, doesn’t mean I can sing. Wait! Were you peeping into
my form? I denied briskly. ” No, it was when you were
singing beside me that I heard your voice, and discovered
that you sing so well.” She looked at me suprisingly and said
“during that awesome worship, you were noticing someone’s
voice?” I answered immediately. “No, it’s not like that, I’m
just so sensitive to sound”. . .
We continued the conversation. . .
Me: So what part do you take exactly?
The girl: I take all parts, but I mainly take alto
Me: Wow that’s just like me, but the difference is that I’m
more comfortable taking tenor.
The girl: That’s really great. I’m Aramide, what’s your name?
Me: Please pardon my manners, I’m Dapo. It’s really nice
meeting you.
Aramide: The pleasure is all mine. You are in what
department?
Me: MCB, what about you?
Aramide: English Language. . .
We were going to continue the conversation, but some guys
came to address us, to tell us about becoming a member, a
‘worker’ and other things like that.
Immediately after the meeting, we prayed, and when I
opened my eyes, I didn’t see Aramide. Where she went, I
didn’t know. I just took my bible, and started going to my
hostel. Right there and then, I knew I had fallen in love.
Aramide is so beautiful, she speaks softly. She isn’t like
Sandra who talks like a parrot. She’s God fearing, and she is
nice too. I knew it was too early to conclude, but that was my
conclusion.
I took a bus and headed straight to my hostel, since I was
going to start lectures the following day.
Now I have Sandra, my lousy, saucy friend, Moji my FDF,
then Aramide whom I really love.
I got to my room, and I met Mayowa, already sleeping. I just
went straight into preparing for the next day’s work. Mayowa
had cooked ‘condition rice’ before sleeping. So I ate, then I
tried sleeping too. It was then my phone rang, it was my
mum. That was the second time she was calling me since I
resumed school. I was so happy to hear from her. I
apologized to her for not calling her earlier, I told her I have
been busy with registration activities.
She told me a lot of things, and repeated the ‘Ranti Omo Eni
Ti o n Se’ speech. But what surprised me the most was that
this time around, more emphasis was laid on ‘No 3’ of the
list. She kept on telling me to be careful with girls, maybe
she had seen some things in the realm of the spirit
concerning me. I thanked her, and told her, I won’t let her
down, then she ended the call.
Lectures were going to start the following day, it was going to
start with an ‘8 o’ clock’ chemistry class which would last for
an hour. Abdul told us (Mayowa and I) to get to the venue as
early as 6:30, or else, we won’t get a sit. We considered it as
an exaggerated fact, how can we go for a class, 1 hour, 30
minutes earlier.
Mayowa started the ‘church-gist’ in the evening around 8pm.
He told Emeka and Olu how I was behaving like a ‘church-
freak’. Those ones, blamed me too, they said I should have
followed him when he said he was coming to the hostel,
after all we went together. Mayowa started talking about
Aramide, how I was talking to her, about music, and he had
to leave, since he didn’t like music talks. Emeka was
surprised that I was talking to a girl again. “Guy, you be
woman rapper o, you never even finish Sandra patrol, you
don dey start another one.” Emeka said to me. “Watin be the
girl name self?” He asked. “Aramide” I answered. I didn’t tell
them I have fallen in love. We talked till around 12am, and
slept.
We woke up around 7am, we rushed up and by 7:45am, we
left the hostel for the Chemistry class.
When we got to the class, what Abdul told us turned out to
be true. We got to the class 7:55am, and the whole ‘lecture
theatre’ was filled to the brim. Some people sat on the floor,
while others were standing, holding their notes.
The lecturer was not around yet, so the place was so rowdy.
People were walking up and down, looking for empty,
unnoticed seats. Mayowa and I joined in the quest. This
quest was for people who didn’t want to sit on the floor, or
stand all through. As we were going to the front, looking
around, someone was waving at me, it was my FDF (Moji).
I went to her, and she offered me a seat, right in the third
row. I managed to ‘enter’, managing the space with mayowa
“You kept the sit for me?” I asked her. “No, not exactly, I kept
it for my roommate, who later decided to sit at the back with
her friends, she said she doesn’t like sitting in front. When I
just saw you, I decided to give my FDF the seat.” She
answered. “That was thoughtful of you.” I said. “Yeah right!”
She answered.
The lecturer came around 8:05am, and when he entered,
everywhere became as a grave yard. You could literarily
hear the sound of a falling pin. The man started by
welcoming us to the university system, as he laughed at
those sitting down on the floor. He told us he is also a
graduate of OAU, and during his time it wasn’t that bad.
He welcomed us to the course ‘CHM101’, he was successful
in planting the seeds of fear in our hearts after telling us the
high percentage of people that do fail the course, and cases
of people who had extra sessions just because of this
course. He discovered that he had only succeeded in causing
panic, he told us that it’s not that difficult, all we had to do
was to study well, and everything was going to be fine. Now,
everyone became a bit relieved, then he started taking the
course.
Since it was the first class, he just gave us the course outline
and recommended some texts. He talked about ‘readings’
and ‘errors’, and before we knew it, it was 9:00am already,
and we had to end the lecture, as some students of ‘arts and
humanities’ were already waiting outside to use the same
venue for their lecture.
The lecturer ended the class, and everywhere was conjested,
about 1500 people were trying to exit the hall, while about
750 were trying to come in. “You didn’t even call me at all,
after I fixed your phone.” Moji said to me as we were slowly
moving to the exit. “Why didn’t you call me too?” I shifted the
blame briskly, I had forgotten that I didn’t give her my
number. “You didn’t give me your number, it was your
phone I fixed, you didn’t get to fix mine”. She said to me.
Now it occurred to me that I didn’t give her my number.
“Oya ma binu, I totally forgot.” . . This time, we had gotten to
the exit. We continued the conversation, as we were going to
the hostel.