Lecturer Problem Series: Episode 1

When I heard that the result of the exam was out, I didn’t know if I should be excited or worried.

For the past four years, whenever I went to check the result of this exam I always felt like having hypertension!

I gathered courage and went to the board where the result was pasted, panting heavily and saying the Lord’s Prayer. Then I saw my name on the board, and yet again the result was the same!

My God! What have I gotten myself into? This was the fourth time I wrote this course and my score had always been 38! Just 2 more marks to pass! This had repeated its self too much to remain a coincidence. I knew exactly what the problem was!

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In my second year I had an encounter that is haunting me till date, and has made me stay 7 years for a 5-year course. I am a student of Federal university of Technology Minna, studying xxxxxx. The course is not an easy one, but despite the stress I managed to fall in love with Emmanuella my course mate. We were not dating, but I never hid my feelings from her! I knew she liked me too, but I felt there was something distracting her from me. I should have read the writings on the wall and moved on, but this feeling called love will always find a way to ruin a man!

One day I paid Emmanuella a surprise visit in her lodge. She was busy in the kitchen, so I decided to wait for her in her room. Upon entering in, I was surprised to see another man inside. The room was quite dark so I couldn’t really see the face of the person, nor did I stress myself to look as I was busy checking my Instagram notification. I casually stretched my hand out to shake the guy sitting on the bed, but he left my hand hanging in the air. Now I had to check who it was. I flashed the light from my phone on his face, and the shock I got pinned my feet to the ground for a few seconds that felt like eternity!

Oh my goodness! The guy sitting on Emmanuella’s bed was Mr. Kanayo my lecturer. I stood there mouth agape, frozen like I was hypnotized by subzero and stuck to the ground like there was dangote’s cement fixing my legs o the ground. Unable to think or move, I stared at him like I had seen a ghost! Then like a flash of light I zoomed out of the room, and ran as fast as my legs could carry me!

Mr. Kanayo taught us GST 104, and after that day I didn’t attend any of his classes again! In fact, whenever I saw him from afar I hid myself from him. I couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eye after that day. Nevertheless, I read his notes and text book and sat for his exam. With the effort I put in reading his materials, I expected nothing but an A.

When the result came out, to my surprise I failed the course! I couldn’t understand how I scored 38, but people who copied from me got B’s and A’s. Weird! The following year I sat for the exam, and yet again I scored 38!

On the other end Mr Kanayo had been promoted, and is now our Level adviser and Exam Officer. He was now very influential, and I didn’t need a town crier to tell me I was in a deep mess.

I confided in my parents and told them what was happening, but they took the matter lightly. They said I failed the course because I wasn’t serious with my studies. There was no one to run to, so I endured my predicament and carried my heavy cross alone.