IFUNAYA
Ifunaya was a young girl in the S.S.3 class. Ifunaya was from a wealthy home, and was very proud because she felt she was better than everyone else at Neex Secondary School. She was very classy that many students were afraid to relate with her.
Ifunaya was not only proud, she was greedy and didn't try to render help to anyone.
"Go and meet your father to buy you a pair of sandals," she once said to her classmate whose shoes were worn out. "I know you are poor," she concluded, then chuckled dryly.
"I am not your parent. You know where to take to get to your home. I am not sure if your parents' misfortune has been transferred to you," she said to another.
"Even your parents can't afford to pay your school fees, Rebecca. Just imagine how purposeless you people are in your family," she had said publicly to another student.
Being in her last year at school, she prepared for her WAEC with others. At a time, she boasted to some of her classmates that she'd get A in English language, and that it was certain.
The day to write English arrived, and everyone sat down in the hall. The invigilator announced that before they began, whoever wishes to urinate or get any writing material should do so quickly, and that no one would be allowed to go out when the exam commenced.
Some quickly did as instructed, then sat down. Little did Ifunaya know that she wasn't with her pen.
The exam question was on her table already, when she got to know. She trembled, looking from one student to another, trying to lend a pen.
Rebecca, who she had abused times without number was having three pens with her. Ifunaya turned to a very humble person that moment, silently begging Rebecca to give her one.
Rebecca laughed quietly and refused to give her. Ifunaya cried until her question paper and answer sheet got wet.
It was just fifteen minutes to go when Rebecca threw a biro at her. Fear gripped her, she wiped her face, but didn't know which question to answer as her hands shook uncontrollably under tension.
"Stop!" the invigilator ordered. "If I get you writing, then I will fail you!"
Ifunaya burst into tears. "Please, ma. I didn't have a biro. I am sorry. Let me write, ma."
"That's your problem, not mine." She collected all answer sheets, and asked everyone to leave the hall.
Many of her classmates laughed at her, while some mocked her.
"Learn to be humble next time. That served you right! You greedy girl!" Rebecca made a long hiss sound.
In the end of it, Ifunaya failed her English and needed to retake her WAEC exam, while her other friends already gained admission to study their course of choice at different institutions.
©Vikjtaar
Apata Victor
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