WITHOUT A LIFE A Story That Has Never Been Told Episode 16 I enrolled into an extra mural lesson centre where I had little relations with girls since my heart was yet to completely recover from the pains it had been put through by the past relationship. I paid full attention to my studies, channelling all my energies into seeing I passed my WAEC with flying colours. Not long after I finished my exams I went out in search of a job which would help to keep a few currency notes in my pocket as well as afford me the opportunity of familiarizing with the real world which I had been shielded and protected from since childhood. My search for independence led me to a private secondary school were I was given employment as a Geography and Economics teacher for the senior classes. Within few weeks I had won my way into the hearts of most of the students especially the girls with my good command of spoken english and the ease at which I explained concepts inherent in both subjects. Sooner than I had anticipated interest letters (love letters) began appearing in the drawer of my desk; some from anonymous ‘toasters’ others with full names. But I still maintained my sanity knowing fully well that the students are more like my children since they were entrusted into my care by their parents on the basis that I will not take advantage of their naïve minds. Being an admirable handsome young teacher ain’t an easy position as it came with it lots of temptations which would only take a mature mind to overcome. At a point, one SS3 female student was bold enough to walk up to me with a proposal. After she was done with her lovey dovey sermon I requested her to put to writing all she ever desired from me and submit to me the next day in school. I did this because I noticed the burning desire in her eyes and the desperation which her speech was coated with and I instantly knew this one is likely going to put me into trouble someday. After she brought the letter the next day, I stylishly, over time, made her to understand that nothing romantic could possibly happen between us. When it was obvious to her that I wasn’t interested in her feelings she resorted into cheap gossip and blackmail. Telling whoever cared to listen how I had wooed her and how she rejected my proposal. Hmmm, it was on a cold monday morning that I got to know of what has been going on. I bounced to school in my blue ‘polo’ shirt, clean jeans and snickers, smelling all nice from my deodorant, feeling so fly. As soon as I stepped inside the gate a fellow teacher waved me to come. The look on his face showed all was not well and so I hurried over to where he was standing. ”Guy, yawa dey o. Ground no too level dis morning,” Darlington had said to me as I approached him. ”Wetin happen? I hope say the wahala no involve person life?” I questioned him. ”My guy, na one student like that for SS3 just dey rake dis morning. The girl just dey para say she go report you give proprietor sake of say you toast her and she no gree but you ma come dey tell everyone say na she first come toast you,” Darlington explained. *Heeee! This early monday morning? Nawao…* It was at that moment I noticed students gathered in multiple nuclei murmuring amongst themselves with some looking my way at intervals. This girl is really out to taint my image and tarnish my reputation in this school but unfortunately for her she met the wrong person because am definitely going to use her as an example since she had made herself a scape goat. ”Hmmm, my guy I no get anything to say o. In short, e go even better if she go report me self. After all, no be the person wey call police dey win every time. Abeg, I wan enter staff room go rest jor,” I replied him before I walked into the staff room. Normal school activities continued until about 1pm when the school proprietor called me into his office. He told me how an SS3 female student came to report me to him requesting him to warn me to desist from spreading false rumour about her. The proprietor then told me to go home, prepare and come tomorrow for us to have a formal discussion over the allegation on his table because he is not disposed at the moment as he has got a proprietors meeting to attend. *so this girl went ahead to report me to the proprietor. She has just dug her own grave* ”Ok sir, I’ve heard all you said and will report back tomorrow,” I said to the proprietor before I left his office. Episode 17 To Be Continue
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