The Painful Pleasure
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To cut the long story short, we finally got to ‘Campus gate’ in Ife. I alighted from the bus with my ‘FDF’, and took my load. Carrying them was not so easy, so Moji offered to carry one for me, but i told her not to worry.
I saw a large bill board that has “WELCOME TO OBAFEMI AWOLOWO UNIVERSITY ILE IFE” boldly written on It, with the motto “FOR LEARNING AND CULTURE” written underneath. I was quite shocked when i saw the logo, it was the statue of a woman, with book on her head. “Does this mean we will have to read and cram like mad?” I said to Moji, who laughed at me like i didn’t know what i was saying. “The statue represents culture, and the book depicts learning as the motto states” She answered, clearing my ignorance. I was so surprised that she knew that, since we were both ‘freshers’, so i asked her how she knew that. “My dad graduated from OAU.”She Answered.
We entered the school gate, and took a bus into campus. As we were in the bus, i thought to myself, “I won’t want to make the same mistake i made with Sandra. This one, i must surely get her my number. So i gave her my (palasa) phone boldly and said to her. “Something is wrong with my phone, can you help fix it?” She looked at me like I didn’t know what i was saying, collecting the phone from me. “What is it?” she asked. Looking at her like ‘lucosade’, i answered and said. “Your number is not in it”. She laugged hysterically, and i joined in the laughter. Then she said “you are so funny, simple ‘can i have your number will do the trick.’ She took the phone, and pressed in some 11 digits.
Though, my phone wasn’t quite cool, all the keys were functioning properly and i was so proud of it. I was given bedspace in Awolowo Hall, while Moji was given in Mozambique Hall. So i came down from the Bus before her. Because there is still a turn before getting to her hostel. I waved at her, and said “see ya” she smiled and replied same. This is not like Sandra’s case where i wasn’t sure i was going to see her again. Even if i didn’t take Moji’s number, we were in the same department anyway.
I entered my hostel, it was quite crowdy, as people were going up and down, dragging bags and lockers. Indeed, school had resumed.
What next? Find out in episode 8