AN EPISTLE OF JUDAISKY TO AFRICA ????
CHAPTER 8, VERSE 22
GIVE IT TIME ⌚
(Everything keep going well till David reaches SSS 3. He begins to have challenges with his studies because lots of competitions are around him.
He struggles till he is nominated among those that will be given scholarship but his chemistry teacher won’t just allow him crosses by.
This is giving him concerned to the extent that he fails sick without telling Mr Tony what the problem is.)
Mr Luke: Do you think you will really have the last slot because the principal said so? If my daughter can’t have it, no one will. And if you like, report me to the principal, you are digging the path to your way out of this school.
(this words keep ringing in his memory even while he sleeps.)
Tony: my boy, come. (He beckons on David who is laying on a couch.)
David: Good afternoon Daddy (He sits down and yawns a little)
Tony: you called me your Daddy right? Now talk to me like your father. We have been living together for long and we play like Tom and Jerry. There is nothing I hide from you so I want you to tell me what’s really bothering you my son. (He bends down and holds his cheek)
David: Daddy, it’s our chemistry teacher, he is holding unto my scholarship to go study in Canada. (He frowns with dizzy face.)
Tony: Is that all? (He asks with smile)
David: Yes Dad. (He is bemused because his dad is smiling over what’s giving him sleepless night.)
Tony: don’t worry, you are going to Canada with the rest, just get yourself prepared. (He pats him with grin and winks.
David don’t seem to understand the kind of father he has. He always makes everything possible for him.
He remembers how he challaged and accused his school management for degrading his scores and many things he can’t remember. As he smiles to the air, sleep Swifts him off guard.)
Peter and Paul are in the bar drinking and harassing Chioma sexualy.
She seems to like what they are doing to her but because they are in the public it makes her to be resisting them bit by bit.
Just then, a call comes through on Peter’s phone. He glance through and shocks)
Peter: Guy guess who dey call eehn. (He shouts as Paul comes close)
Paul: Who dey call? (He also looks through to feed his eyes)
What? Jaycee? Maka why?
Till I cross your path again_
I hang my pen ????
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