Just another day in unilag
JUST
ANOTHER DAY IN UNILAG
ARINZE.S.CHIJI
The University of first choice and nation’s
pride! Those words were echoed at the orientation program for freshers at the
main auditorium of the University of Lagos. 2011 was the year and freshers were
feeling fly. Out of the over ninety thousand students who applied to study at
the prestigious UNILAG, a little fewer than seven thousand students were the
chosen ones. The first test of being an
undergraduate was the first semester exams which come with its pecks. The
libraries in school become the second home of students at this point, tutorials
for several courses spring up with no rhythm and the infamous night reading in
lecture halls.
The activities that characterize
examination period in UNILAG and other Nigerian universities is one interesting
topic that has churned out good articles. However, this article sets out to
inform young Nigerians about the consequences of their action. Think before you
act.
As an off campus student of the varsity,
exam day means jumping two buses to get to school before 8:00am. In my bag were
some course materials I felt I could skim through before the start of the first
paper. Before the commencement of the exams, there are dos and don’ts which the
examination board had placed at strategic points on campus. They are clearly
spelt out on the examination docket (a requirement for entry into the
examination hall) alongside the penalties.
Bags are not allowed at examination venues and the library cloak room
can house your bag for a token of five naira (now it is free) for the duration
of the paper.
On exam day, I dropped my bag at the entrance to the examination
venue since I saw other students doing it. I cleverly hid my two phones in the
bag (wrong move and what is an undergraduate doing with two phones) and buried
the bag in the sea of other bags. I wrote the paper and finished before time.
Exited the exam hall to pick up my bag but it was gone. I reported to the
security post on the advice of a course mate. The response was negative and I
got blamed for disobedience. I was basically on my own. I searched for four
hours and finally decided to go home when the same course mate said we should
say a short prayer. I was reluctant but finally prayed with her. On my way out,
just at the school gate, I saw my bag. I picked it up, opened it and the phones
were gone. I found some course material belonging to the thief. It was a lady.
Fast forward. Year three. The lady who
stole my bag contested for the post of the public relations officer of the
Nigerian universities education students association (unilag chapter) and won.
I shook my head in pity and wondered what such a person can offer. In life, we
know people who did terrible things before they got to the top. Some got away
with it, but others were not lucky. Pause. Think. Act.
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