TASUED was never my priority when choosing the option of tertiary institution, because it was relatively newly established. But here I am, studying a course I never envisaged but chose in a bid to escape Mathematics
The interview session after entrance exams was a bit terrific. Mehn! People dey look for admission same way they will later look for job in life after graduation.
We were asked to queue in front of E-learning prior to the interview. A whole me🙆🏽♂, Oba Ilu kan, Jagaban of Abule wa, Prince of Grammar, intending Baddo, Professor and Apostle. We were later asked to come into the Auditorium behind OGD for the interview.
As I was standing patiently waiting for my turn, a lady beautifully dressed in pink attire was being interrogated. O boy! This lady fine die but she get arrogance😒. Ordinary what's up, she gave me the look of WHO BE YOUR MATE. Mo ya look away🤦🏽♂
One of the interviewers asked her why she was wearing pink, and she replied that it was her favourite colour. Another wicked interviewer asked if she was a PINK LADY and she said YES.
That was how they asked her to go. She was on her way out before realising her response. She ran back and was on her knees saying she was sorry.
She tapped me and asked me to beg on her behalf. Emi Omolomo, mo ya face front. The security guys helped her out and so she lost the admission. Awon oloyinbo ibu.
Nobody underrates me and go scot free. So I was asked to come forward for mine. I quickly lifted my eyes up to the hills.
It was a panel of four men, I can remember that Mr Dosumu, Mr Omotayo, Mr Erhabor and Mr Ajayi were there. Trust your person, I dusted all the question and was about to go when they said, What if we offer you another course?
I was sweating from within for lack of response. Of I say YES, they may say that I am not a serious candidate and give me CRS, IRS or any course I will regret for the rest of my life and if I say NO, they may boot me out without any admission.
So as a sharp guy, I smiled at them and said, I know they wouldn't want to lose me. And so I bounced out of the hall with plenty fears in my heart.
Immediately I saw my peeps outside and they were asking how far, I was boasting that I have dealt with the panel but for my mind, the Lord is still my Shepherd. Make God no think my boastfulness, na pikin dey do me.
Some weeks later when I was invited to come and check my admission status, I understood that nothing humbled you in life than failure.
Plenty people full E-learning wey wan check result. Dem dey say make we submit our slips in batches. 10 persons per batch. Na so fine fine people wey submit begin see their result dey cry.
There was a guy on my side. He was very fluent, handsome and intelligent. All the girls have started exchanging contact with him. He even brought Mercedes Benz to check result. I was already famzing him. Na so dem give my guy result say he fail.
I wanted to run after him to console him but my name was called next. Initially I formed deaf to hear my name again. When the woman wanted to skip it for another person thinking I might have gone home or something. Mo ya kigbe, I shouted on top of my voice. ADE IS HERE.
Immediately I received the slip, I didn't check. I left the pool of the crowd and moved to one of the classes. There and then I saw ADMITTED. I shouted, I said it.
Those still expectant quickly joined me to check and congratulated me. I began to feel fly. Emi omolomo laarin ijalo. I quickly ordered for a chilled bottle of LaCasera. I can't kill myself.
Not long after, we began registration and verification. It was in the course of doing medicals that I met Yemi Sanya and Erinoso Michael. I also met Jane Uwagbai and Femi omo Iya Alaso. But we didn't really get on well because I was very careful of mingling so quick.
In our early days in Block E while hanging around and waiting for lectures, I met Jide Oderinde and Seyi Omojufehinsi. On another occasion while I was arguing about premiership match on the corridor of Block E, I met Waheed Adetunji, Azeez Salaudeen, Drogba and a few others.
I was on the verge of aspiring for Class Rep when I met Tunde (T BLAST), a close ally of Lawal Kayode (OLUKAY), who implored me to support his friend to emerge as the General Governor for COSMAS 100 level. It was there and then that the ambition died even without professing it.
I was subsequently rewarded by being nominated into EFCC by Hon. First Born. It was there and then that I met iconic figures like ICON, Freeman, Mujaheed, Akon and a whole lot of others who continued to school me in the world of TASUED politics
At the departmental level, I was coopted into agitating for the demerging of Sociology from Social Studies Students Association of Nigeria. I was leading the group of agitators to the HOD.
Despite our agreement to express our position collectively, I looked at my back when I got into his office and saw no one. That was when I was welcomed into school politics.
I was initially bragging that we would cause mayhem if our agitations were not considered on time only to be asked by the HOD that who was sponsoring me to cause problem. When I looked behind me, my group of political think tank were all gone. Aye mi, temi bami🙆🏽♂
The man, Baba Adeigbehin, threatened to withdraw my admission if I didn't desist. He told me that my name was still written with pencil and as such can be erased anytime and he will go ahead to label me as a cultist.
On hearing that, mo ya dobale kia. I prostrated and started begging him. Baba sent me out of his office and I never saw him again till he retired.
I was appointed the Chairman of the department Electoral body from 100-400 level. And in all of the elections, I ensured that there was fairness and the votes of every voters counted.
Seyi Omojufehinsi, Odedeyi Fehintola, Waheed Adetunji, Oderinde Olajide, Erinoso Michael, Yemi Sanya and a few others can relate better on this electoral sincerity of mine.
I served in several capacities such as SUG, NANS, EFCC, ITEC, and the likes. But how did I relate with colleagues within and outside the department and enjoy academic sanity and sanctity despite all these?
Let's do this next week...
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Completing the service year and getting back home wasn't so easy. I came from a home where neighbours are SEE FINISH. So it wasn't a matter of negotiation for me to know that I wasn't returning home to my parents after Ajuwaya
Not like I didn't try to. I did but got my fingers burnt. Young chaps in the streets were often referred to see me for their difficult home works. One young girl nearly rubbished my degree when she brought WORD PROBLEM mathematics assignment. It was really a problem.
It was my batch of NYSC that was deployed to conduct voter's registration and the eventual elections of 2011. It didn't come so easily.
We were asked to converge at the Awka South local government office in Amawbia for briefing. I was to arrive earlier than others to set the public address system as soon as I got to the venue and was alighting from the motorcycle, my NYSC trouser tore disgracefully.
St John of God Sec School, Awka is girls school. I was asked to teach Literature in English, a whole Sociology graduate. Sebi it's NYSC. Mo ya gba kamu.
My lecture days were Mondays, Tuesdays and Fridays. Wednesdays and Thursdays were my other PPAs and CDS. I also taught in the Prisons as Government, Commerce and Literature tutor.
Staying in the NCCF family house was a product of garnished programmes and varieties as well as the interdenominational acceptance of Christians across the country.
Sebi you remembered that I said cooking almost landed me in trouble in the previous episode, it wasn't funny at all.
Despite having some issues with my documentation at the NYSC office which would mean that I wouldn't get my 9,775 for two months, I still felt like leaving the NCCF state house because of strict rules or else...
Won ti keran mero (they have parked incompartible entities together). I set out to look for an apartment because I had about 20k in my account plus my first allawee, transport and bicycle allowances given on camp. I was good to go.