TITLE: Lifes Symphony EPISODE: 3 AUTHOR: Yettocome When the good man aims to reform the societal ills, carefulness should be his watchword, else, he ends up being the duster to clean up the mess... Yoruba Proverb... Ola picked up his pen to write his reply. He had never in his life written such, so what to write is somehow beyond him. The girl to whom he is about to write to belongs to a well known family in the Sagamu metropolis, the Jeje family. They lived in the Ayegbami axes of the town which co incidentally is the axis where Olas maternal grand parents lived and also his own parents rented the room and parlour in which they presently lived. The only difference is the streets. The Ayegbami axis is made up of nine streets, hence each street is used to identify which of the Ayegbamis you are headed to. The thought that he is about to become a friend to one of the progenies of the Jeje family highly honoured him and made him happy. He was dancing Makossa internally, although, he was and is still a poor dancer. His pen touched the paper and started scribbling. After about five minutes of non stop pen pushing, he read what he had written: Hi Cool Crown, (Adetutu) I saw your note and all I can say is that I am flattered by your proposal. Do not look at my unscrupulous and idiosyncratic handwriting. I know its below standard to your own cursive style, it wasnt my fault, my teacher in pry school failed to beat me enough to change it. I am glad that you found me worthy of friendship, albeit, studymateship. And I hope this will last for a long while as we both help ourselves to the pinnacle of success, which is to pass our WAEC with distinctions. I also marvel at the extent to which you went to find out about this short and block headed boy. Thanks. I live in Idera street part of Ayegbami, so I hope we can head home together and thus start our talks from there. Hope you dont mind. See you after classes. Olaoluwa Ibrahim Adeona a.k.a. Obe Kote. He folded it and put it in his English Language textbook for onward passage to the receiver who by then was on her seat. Please, help me pass this book to Tutu. he said to the nearest person to him. And thus it was passed till it reached Tutu who collected th book and smiled when she saw the name on it. She stylishly removed the note and sent back the text to its source. As she was about to read the note, the next teacher walked in... We women are like shadows, if you follow us, we run away from you, get back from us, we follow you. Madam Cecilia Bruce (1756). The teacher did not stay long in the class just like the others that had come before her that day. She just came to introduce the subject to them and encourage them to work hard at the subject and what it will entail. The subject was Home Management. Immediately she left the class, Tutu speedily brought out the note which she had kept in a book under her desk and glanced furtively around the class before placing her head on the desk as if to have a short nap before reading the note. This, she thought to herself, is a precaution necessary to be taken to prevent prying eyes of her classmates who might want to know what is crying in the radio. She had feared that the short boy will decline her the requested friendship because he might think her too forward. But she had to do it in order to place herself in the pilot seat of the boys plane before others beat her to it. As she opened the note, she had her heart in her mouth but her fear turned to happiness as she read each line which further inforned her of Olas acceptance of her proposal. She would have shouted and jumped for joy, had it not been that she was in the class. She was so happy that she was grinning from ear to ear for the rest of the day. When her seatmate inquired into her sudden happiness, she said, Ko le ye e (You cant understand), hence, she didnt press it further. The rest of the day went like a bullet from a loaded gun. The closing bell sounded. Ola was packing up his books into his bag. He had a lot of space to himself since he was the only one who sat on a chair meant for two students. Though it wasnt of his making, the other students detest sitting in the foremost part of the class. Thus, it afforded him the privilege of scattering his books all over the available space only to pack them when going home. A tap on the shoulder made him look up from his business and he beheld the smiling face of none other than his new found friend beaming down on him. He was shocked but he masked it with his own smile too and motioned her to seat beside him which she did. Admin: Adeyemi toluwase
Posted on: Tue, 02 Dec 2014 09:16:37 +0000