MR/MRS EEZEE PEN - by Nonso Obi

I think it was ₦50. The brand was EEZEE, and for reasons I can no longer fully explain, I was very loyal to that pen in secondary school.These days, give me any pen that writes and I'm good. But back then? I had standards. I had a whole relationship with that pen. If EEZEE had a fan club, I was probably the president, vice president, and treasurer. If you've ever attended a Nigerian secondary school 🫠 , you know the pain of a pen finishing in the middle of a lesson. You're copying notes at the speed of light because the teacher has refused to repeat anything — "I'm not repeating myself, were you not here when I said it?" — and suddenly your pen decides it has done enough for one lifetime. Now you're borrowing from the person beside you, who will remind you that you borrowed their pen every three business days until you return it. And even after you return it, they'll still bring it up at the most random moments. "Remember that day you borrowed my pen?" And some pens? Put them in your bag and bring them out later, and the ink has started doing its own practical. Your fingers are stained, your notes are stained, and you're wondering what exactly happened inside that bag. Was there a party? Did the ink decide to explore other parts of the bag? Because why is my biro now wearing camouflage? EEZEE was different for me.It wrote smoothly. Made my handwriting look like I actually had potential. Lasted a long time. I used mine until the ink finished. The kind of pen you could introduce to your mother. Of course, a pen in secondary school had other responsibilities. There was the biro game.Two people, two pens, one table. You hit your pen against the other person's, taking turns and trying to knock theirs off the table. The first person to succeed won . And somehow, a perfectly ordinary school day could become a championship and Mr eezee pen always did the job perfectly. it made the loser stand there, staring at their fallen pen on the floor, questioning their entire existence. Imagine buying a pen to take notes and then discovering it also has the athletic ability to compete for a place in your school's unofficial sports hall of fame. That pen was multi-talented. It could write an essay and win a tournament in the same afternoon. I'm telling you, EEZEE was the complete package. But I wrote a lot with those pens, too. Whenever I was bored in secondary school — and believe me, there was a lot of boredness — I created cinematic universes. I invented characters, built entire worlds and wrote stories that might never see the light of day. I could spend ages filling pages with ideas, completely unaware of what they might eventually become. Some of those early creative experiments contributed to the journey that led to SFD, a series I would develop much later. At the time, I was just a student with an overactive imagination and a pen that could keep up. Eventually, the ink ran out. I finished it completely. And I kept looking for EEZEE pens. Even if they were not exactly the same quality as the one I had, I was still loyal. You don't just abandon your guy like that. I don't know if every EEZEE pen was as good as mine. Perhaps somebody reading this has a completely different experience. Maybe your own EEZEE betrayed you. Maybe it leaked in your bag and you're still bitter about it. But that was my experience, and it was enough to make me a loyal customer.For about ₦50, I got a pen that wrote well, lasted a long time, made my handwriting neater, survived the demands of my schoolwork and even held its own in a game that had absolutely no business being as competitive as it was.Not a bad return on investment, if you ask me. ₦50 well spent. Ten out of ten. Would recommend. Would buy again. Would even defend it in an argument.

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