The scary days of Jss3

we just started the session. it was a fresh start. according to my standards, the roadblocks had been cleared. the guys whom I feared could displace me to 2nd or even 3rd place where now separated to several classes; being that i was 3rd overall at the end of the jss2 ERC exams, i was placed in jss3c. I automatically knew that i will head the class. Life became easier; no stress at all. Dm, who took steady first position in class, was placed in B class, while JS who came 2nd was placed in A class. It was going to be a happy semester for me and my guys until some strange revelations started to unfold.

I was never quiet. I always fought for my right, and that i got. before long i was made the class rep. and the long list of noise makers started rolling. my close friends were disappointed and some, till today , won't forgive me for the floggings i made them receive. for me, it was a sacrifice i had to make as long as i wanted to remain in the game.

lady-I was also in my class. A young girl of about my age. She never talked much until one day- a Monday...she surprised us and started talking. everybody listened to her...the talk was serious....it was no child's play....

"i see a lady, i see a lady" she said in low tones. we were surprised or should i say scared. " which lady do you see?", we asked her. "she is wearing a black cloth, a black hat and carrying a black hand bag. can't you guys see her?" she inquired. "girl, we don't see nothing we answered .

"this lady is evil!", she continued. she wants us to fail our JSCE, that is why she keeps revealing herself to us. she wants us to be distracted; she wants us not to do well in our Jsce" "it is you that will not do well." one Hausa boy in my class answered back. Lady-I got pissed. she charged at him and finally concluded that the so-called lady she alone could see, said she should tell him that he wouldn't make it through the exams. the boy was visibly scared. he couldn't beg. he just walked out of the class.

two weeks later, the young boy left the school and didn't even take the exams! the situation had taken a serious turn. we all got confused; we didn't know what to do. everyone was scared. we started reading our bibles more , as we all wanted to pass. The situation had taken a different turn, and a scary one at that!

After some three weeks, She announced that the lady had given permission to one person from each of the JSS3 class, to be able to see her. before she completed the statement, one guy from jss3b said he could see the lady. Lady-I interviewed the guy, and confirmed that truly he saw her. That made the situation more breathtaking.

bro-T not only saw visions in the classroom block, he also saw more visions in the hostel.

We had this slogan when a senior wanted to gather all the boys to the courtyard; the junior students will start shouting:"all the boys move to the courtyard!" he will repeat it severally until the whole hostel had emptied itself into the courtyard. several things happened in the courtyard. many scary things, but hardly anything good to write home about.

today's slogan was "all Niger house boys, move to the courtyard!" within minutes, we were all gathered.
Snr-A was the one talking. he was half Russian, half Nigerian. we regarded him as a fragile 'oyibo', but i tell u, he loved the lord.

As he talked, bro-T was giving background commentaries. we were close friends, so we stood close to each other. KK , my very close friend was also there with us, in the courtyard. suddenly, bro-T started acting funny. "There is a flower planted there: a green flower; if snr-A steps on it, the guy is gone." that was Bro-T's statement. secretly, i prayed snr-A shouldn't step on the flower. throughout the meeting, he kept making remarks like:"he is almost stepping on it, oh don't. i laughed internally as only him could see the flower; but i didn't laugh loud before the wrath of the lady is turned on me.

We searched for the seer who she said would represent A class, but none was available. when we sought explanation , lady-i explained that three lions were fighting for the position in A class. she mentioned their names and said that their spirits were so strong as they really want to see her, but up till now, she hasn't gotten any confirmation.

The A class actually seemed indifferent. they were more focused. they didn't get distracted. while we caught our fun, and enjoyed the tales from our two blessed friends of pure spirit and clear eyes, our friends in A class were busy with school work.

My people say, "hot soup will one day cool down". the gist died gradually . we all took our JSCE exams and lived happily ever after. that was not to say that B class didn't have their own tales. their's is more enchanting and so i will advise we saved the other tales for next time.

thanks for taking out time to read!