JUVENILE

Some things we did, so immature; we thought been in SS3 was it. We were kings; no one could ask us, query us. We were the untouchables, the invincibles. We did whatever we wanted, whenever we felt like.

Ironically, less than a year after leaving school we meet such people, juniors, seniors, who we
had months back maltreated and vice-versa. You both smile as if nothing had happened between you two. It's a sign that once you leave the animal kingdom, you leave all your inhumane
attributes.

I don't want this post to be unnecessarily long. I remember this.

Few weeks after I got admitted into the University, I met Tayo (not real name). He was then studying diploma in law, when I saw him. We were both excited to see each other. Who would imagine that two years before then I got injured, thanks to him.

It was on a Sunday.

SS3 students had one more final paper to write (Yoruba) and we SS2 students always dream of defying their orders and in extreme cases, beating them up.

Sunday afternoon, senior Michael sent me to the kitchen to get his food. On getting to the
kitchen there was no more food (as unbelievable as that was, for he was the asst. food prefect). So I had no choice but to return with an empty plate. As I was about leaving the dinning hall, I met ‘tayo’; he said he wanted the plate.

I guess my mistake was refusing him; before I knew what was happening a resounding slap landed on my face, which made me loose my balance, I nearly fell.

I got a sudden rush of adrenaline.

Me: 'Tayo, Tayo, you'll will regret this'(lol, as if I could do anything other than reporting him).

Tayo didn't say anything he just left.
Unfortunately for me some of his friends were around and they saw what happened.

Friends: 'Mi o je gba' (I can never take that). 'Is that not 'me' talking to you like that’?I guess he didn't want his friends thinking he was weak. I saw him coming back towards me, and I knew he was going to do more than just slapping me. So I took to my heels. But he ran after me, caught up with me. He was taller and stronger.

I tripped and fell on my hand injuring my right wrist in the process.

His last day(ffg.day) wasn't that cool because he was summoned by the house master, where he got disciplined. Though that didn't take away the bandage that had to be on my hand for a week.

There was this other senior, Tunji (real name); he was my number one enemy. He was always after me. It was my fault to have allowed them (tunji and coolio) carry my things as commanded by the hostel prefect, on my first day. A real thorn in my flesh he was.

I can't recall the number of times I had him reported to Mr. Okegbola and Mr. Akinleye.

It's really funny how we both became close friends in the University. We were even in the same department, different majors though, and we still keep in touch.

So, to all juniors that I had one time or another maltreated.

I am sorry (I know you can't even remember what I did, lol).