Ofego told Onos not to worry that he will give him double promotion if he don't tell the truth. Onos nodded in agreement. After Ofego finished decorating him with the left overs of the food. He raised an alarm attracting other teachers and the headmaster. The headmaster asked; Mr teacher, erm, what is that your name again sef? Ofego sir! Ofego replied. Ofego who? He asked. I don't know sir. I know before but as I came to Warri I have forgotten. Ofego said. Okay, you are Warri Ofego. Warri Ofego, what happened here? He asked. Sir, this boy Onos entered the class when no one was inside and ate all the food of all the children. Ofego explained. What? When was this? Asked the headmaster. Not too long ago sir. Ofego said. The headmaster picked Onos up with his ear; What guts? Who gave you the mind to run this movement? You this boy, you must pay for this. Doesn't your parents feed you? I'm expelling you right away. Sir, please, pardon him. Ofego pleaded on Onos' behalf. Pardon him for what? Do you know the gravity of the offence he just commited? He must leave this school. The headmaster said. Sir who knows why he commited it? Maybe, he was about to die of hunger cause I don't think his parents feed him. That's why he has been in this class for years. Lack of food makes the brain not to function. Ofego explained. You might be right, the headmaster said, I pardon him, but if this repeat itself, Warri Ofego, I will hold you responsible. The headmaster declared. The next day in class, Ofego thought; The way I am eating this children's food, I need to stop it, before I get caught. Onos can not be a bait to me again. The headmaster had warned, if it repeat itself, I will be held responsible. I should just stop eating their food and look for a way to get food to eat daily. I need to get an extra job to get money to get food to eat. The money they pay me here is too meagre to even get atleast three square meals a day. 500 Naira a month. What an insult to the educational system. They should just close this school jor or better still change it to a public toilet. Atleast they will pay well after charging people according to the gravity of shit they drop. Rich people will pay more cause their shit is extraordinary. Which extra job should I take now, that will fetch me fast money? Yes, I have an idea. Ofego got up from his desk and walked up to one of the children sitting at the front row and said to him; Ejiro, give me that your rubber gun you always bring to school. Where is it? Uncle, take! The little boy said, handing it to him in fear. Don't ask of it again. Ofego warned sternly. A person like you does not need a rubber gun. It's for people like us. Do you hear me? The boy nodded in agreement. In the night around twelve midnight Ofego hid with the gun in a bus stop waiting for who to rob. A man came and stood at the bus stop holding a suitcase. Ofego approached him from the back, pressed the gun at his back and threatened; The money or your life. Give it to me now. The man did not bugde. Give me the money now or you die. Which one are you going for? The man did not move. Your life or your money? Choose one now before it gets too late. The man still did not move. I say your money or I kill you with this my gun. The man did not move. Okay, now die and give me your money. Ofego said and lifted up his gun and tried to hit the man on his head, but witheld his hand mid air as the man raised his shirt up, Ofego saw two guns and a knife. The man brought out the guns and said; Your money or your life? Ofego dropped down to his kneels. Next, Episode Seventeen.
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