ENNY'S BLOG

  "Here we are!", Zach assisted me in getting down from the bus when we reached our destination even though I didn't need his help. "Thanks", I smiled. "Zach, please come and help me carry this boy", One of the women in the bus begged him to help carry her sleeping son. "Alright, ma", He carried out her request even though he seemed more eager to take me inside the house so I could sit down and relax. When Omma and I later went to the restroom, she told me he would have replied her rudely if I wasn't there. I didn't know if that was supposed to be a good or bad thing. Mrs. Thompson's family house wasn't a bad site to behold. As most Nigerians do, the parents of the bride contracted a painter before the wedding because the painting of the house looked new. Likewise, some new furniture in the living room smelt of painted wood. Outside the house, an area that seemed like it was once bombarded with weed was smooth. It was ...

Chapter Twenty  "A whole assembly perfect, is this the time you're supposed to be coming to school? How dare you even try to sneak in!" Master Gbenga's deep voice said to me the Monday after our mid-term break. "I'm very sorry, sir", I couldn't bare to look at him because I was ashamed of myself even though coming late wasn't entirely my fault. "You people sha like to tempt somebody. I've promised myself not to beat anyone this week", He hissed. "Thank you so much, sir", I entered the class happily. "What made you late sef?"He asked reluctantly. "I'm just coming from the place I went to spend the holiday", I explained. "Oh! Hope you brought something for me?"He said playfully. "Yes, sir", I was glad I had the pack of Maryland cookies my eldest male cousin gave me the other day, though I originally planned to share it among my classmates. My classmates weren't happy when the...

"Why were you not in school yesterday?" I was expecting him to ask me that and he did. "I was feeling a bit under the weather", I lied. "We went to your house but you weren't there", He gave me a quizzical look. "I went to the clinic", I couldn't bare to look him in the face anymore. "We also checked the clinic but your name wasn't on the list of those who visited", He showed me some pictures on his right palm. "Would you mind explaining to your big sis what you were doing in a guy's house during school hours"? "Si...."I was short of words. "What were you thinking? You even wore your school uniform!" He wasn't happy with me . "I'm sorry sir. It was a big mistake. I promise it won't happen again. Please don't tell my sister about this", I begged him. "I'm only going to pardon you because you've been a good girl", He handed the pictures over to me. ...

From the far end of the food shed, Khadijat saw Janet speaking with Johakim so her focus shifted from the conversation we were having. More than anything else, Khadijat would have loved to confront Janet at that time, but I didn't allow her to do that since she had no evidence to prove there was a relationship going on between them. I wanted us to end the week peacefully so we would have enough energy to prepare for our upcoming midterm test. It was my tradition to observe a fast on days I had tests or exams so I didn't cook the following Monday, to avoid getting tempted. Once I made sure the materials I needed to write tests for the three subjects on my timetable were in my brown school bag, I wore my black moccasin shoes on my not-so-white socks and headed for the second route I took to school every weekday. Since I studied my books overnight, I was confident about writing something meaningful in my scripts. On my way to school, I met an angry Omma. She was angry at Master ...

In my neighborhood, it was customary for schools to start a program an hour past the time stipulated in their invitation letter but that wasn't the case here. Barely ten minutes after we arrived at the stadium, the event kicked off with an opening prayer by the proprietress of the school we were competing against, Kenbol Group Of Schools. T hereafter, she officially welcomed everyone to the occasion and handed over the microphone to the principal. Every student from my school couldn't stop staring at him because he was so different from ours. His expensive sportswear looked good on him. Even while watching him from afar, I could still see his nice haircut and traces of his white teeth. My nose could even sniff his strong cologne! Lol... The head boy took over the stage as the principal left for the VIP table. He had similar features with the principal but was shorter. He also had a pink lip that every female student in my school would die for and hid fair skin was withou...

Before his eyes could get the chance to drill a hole in my face, I asked for his mom. In response, he told me she was dressing up in the master's bedroom and offered to let me sit in their living room and wait for her but I turned him down. Soon, the woman came out to attend to me. She was willing to help me get what I wanted because Omma was her good friend and companion. I thanked her for that, gave her the money for the sportswear then turned to leave. By the time I got back to the field, Aza and Joe were already racing against themselves. I thought the former was going to win because he was taller than him. Unfortunately, he didn't make my desires come true. I was surprised that the latter could make it to the finishing line before him. Even though the distance between the duo wasn't much, I still teased Aza about losing a game to a junior. Each time that happened, he would tell me that it only happened because he was distracted by Jess who was about to engage in a ...

"We all have our bad habits, don't we?" She blushed. "Yh", I sighed and thought of a way to make our conversation lengthy. "So what are your good habits". "Dancing is one of those. My sister taught me how to do it", She showed me some cool dance moves. "That's cool", I was jealous of her because my sisters were never available to teach me anything. "I'm also thinking of creating a cheer group for our athletes", She was excited. A cheer group in GMC? I wasn't so sure about that but I couldn't discourage her either. I followed her to Master Gbenga's office to tell him about it when they returned from the field and he agreed. Immediately, she brought out a piece of paper and started writing out the names of the junior students who were interested in joining her team. I advised her not to have too many people on her team so she'll be able to monitor their performances and she agreed with me. But so...