Her Imperfect Life
t admiring her physique and mode of dressing. She must be from the North because she was putting on a white coloured hijab,with a multi coloured, long, free
smile. She must have noticed me staring
asked a bi
iting. That was when I realized that I hadn't st
ned my notebook to start writing, then
g to recall where I must have met y
ago" I helped her out. "Please did this man
emember you no
order to copy what I missed. I couldn't wait for the lecture to be over so that I could ask her
I hear the lecturer say. Sig
epresentative by a senior colleague a few weeks ago when few of us met after si
y '' the Lecturer said. Immediately the whole class is in an uproar
Saturday class, how?
r another say. They've said my
e shirt and blue stripes with blue faded jeans. "Leave my class" The man finished s
one who shouted" she says
ample to others" He replied back. So she got up, packed her
be Strict" I hear A
'll point at you and you say it instead of behaving like un
ourable or not but no you all started talking and shouting at the sa
we ch
ye class" He says and Leaves the class. I don't know why but I turn to look
th" I say more like a s
rom Edo State
re a Muslim?"
ristian I do follow her to church sometimes,
igion you will choose Islam right?" I ask for further clarity. I kn
ly," s
length yellow gown. She has the most beautiful smile with dimples. She's with some set
eplied back
she says. I gas
another of her beautiful smile
o". I repl
aking it 8. The dark and a bit chubby girl was Melody, she dressed a bit too holy, Then there was Peace,she was dressed so casual and simple, later I got to discover that she is very intelligent, and t
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ading the same direction in order to find a tricycle and head back home. So we gist about school
n the same direction. Soon we boarded a minibus, after we settled in I asked her
ng really, my dad decided we mov
house while I go ahead to board another tricycle heading to the side of my house and finally a bike, Very e
ed to be able to wa
about how school went. I gav
ring for Jamb, an examination we take in our country in order to gain admission. Dad asked which school I chose, after hearing I chose a school outside the state he got annoyed and ordered me to go change it.