CHAPTER 4: THE FIRST TEST 

 It was morning.

 I was still lying and my eyes lingered on the ceiling. 

 I let out a smile. I am now a university student.

Now in a kashere.

 But the smile didn't stay long 

 “Ola, wake up. It's morning,” John called from the other corner of the room. “If you don't get there early, you'll spend the whole day in the queue.”

 I sat up immediately.

 “Queue?”

 By that time, Tepasay had already woken, listening to our conversations.

 He sat up and laughed, “You will understand.”

 I said my morning prayer and dashed to the bathroom.

 Then we set for school.

 The school atmosphere was busy.

 Students walked in different directions, carrying files, folders.

Some students looked excited, while some looked lost.

 Parents followed their children to different offices.

 At that moment, my dad crossed my mind. 

He didn't call me throughout my journey and since I arrived at Kashere. 

 “Is this man still angry with me,” I muttered to myself.

 Only Àdùní had consistently called me throughout my journey.

 John led me to the registration center.

 I saw a crowd from a distance.

 Students queued under the scorching morning sun, holding their documents and waiting for their turn.

 As we moved closer, my heart sank.

 “What's this?” I asked.

 John smiled.

 “Welcome to the University.”

 I stood still, clutching my document to my chest, as my eyes swept the whole place 

 “Join the Queue, before another person overtakes you,” John advised. “We will see later. I am running for a lecture.”

 I sighed.

 “Thank you, John.”

 Then, I joined the wagon

 The registration process was going slowly.

 Students were entering the hall one after the other.

While students kept arriving and joined the queue behind us.

 Hours passed.

 By afternoon, I was still on the queue, waiting for my turn. 

 The sun became hotter and I was baptized by my sweat.

 I hadn't eaten anything all day.

I was beginning to see a single thing in duplicate.

And no one dared to leave the queue, because once you left, you had to start all over again.

 My intestines were already clamouring. 

 My eyes felt heavy and my legs were hurt from hours of standing.

After what felt like eternity, It was finally my turn.

 I completed my registration and walked out of the hall.

I was exhausted, hungry and already wondering what I had gotten myself into.

This was one of the experiences I would never forget.

Because I had thought gaining admission was the hardest part.

Meeen..I was wrong

The queue was only my

 first test.

There are other shege promax ahead waiting for me patiently

TO BE CONTINUED

@ÀDÙNÍ