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OVERCOMING the FRIGHT


EPISODE three - By Acetyl

I quickly carried my books to arrange the stuff in order in my already confused brain. I just have to pass, kept telling myself. Even though I kept dozing off as I read on cos I could not meet up with the standard 8hrs of deep sleep...my bed and pillow could testify to that.

I had to take a nap of few minutes, observe the morning salat to add more to the loads of prayers sent to heaven for success in the exam. Tension grew higher as the the hour burns up.

At about 8:00am I exit the hostel's reading room located at the most distal part in between the toilets, got dressed up in my already ironed shirt and trouser with a ill- knotted tie and my IDcard on. Ready for the exam already...

On getting to the class where the exams was supposed to hold, it was as dry as desert... and silent as the graveyard which made me to wonder if the exam has been postponed. People were still hidden in bushes waiting for the arrival of the examiners before they showed up.

We sat for IP and all instructions were adequately unleashed to us by Dr Mrs adedoyin, - an easy going, mother, full of charisma, in her mid 50s of yoruba dialect whose spectacles always bring out the whiteness of her retina...as to be fore-warmed is to be for harm.

After about four hours of continuous writing, it came to an end and we all scattered the hall with laugh filling our grinning faces. It was more or less like the normal familiar questions in previous IP questions minus the pharmacology aspect.


......to be continued.....



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