May 21, 2013 — Iyasostuff
May 21, 2013 — Iyasostuff
I said I wasn’t going to flog those kids anymore but yet I found myself reaching for the cane and, dare I say, caressing it. I wanted to flog them so badly. I wanted them to realize that my time with them was valuable. What was the use? Perhaps my time really wasn’t as valuable as I thought, since after all, I was being paid by the government to teach them. They were paying me, someone who wasn’t passionate about teaching kids, to teach a subject I barely knew anything about, just so that I could prove that I was willing to serve my country. Oh well, the N19,800 was helping me to do some things. After all I used all the money I was saving to buy aso-ebi for that oh so important wedding that was coming up soon.
Yes oh! The wedding is very important. And I have to make sure that I am very stylish. I have to make sure that when people see me, they don’t think about the N19,800 that I am making, but instead they say Chai! That girl is hot cake oh! Chai! I wish she was mine. Okay maybe they don’t actually have to say all that, but thinking about that wedding right now is the only thing that is cheering me up, since these kids don’t seem to see the gleam in my eye and the slight twitch in my hands every time I see that cane, even though I promised not to flog them anymore.
It has not been easy, but a promise is a promise. I promised to serve my fatherland, and I promised not to flog those kids, at least this year. Once this year is over, and I see any of those kids on the street, I can’t promise that I won’t reach for that cane and flog them.
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Osayi Osar-Emokpae enjoys flogging teaching kids. She is an author, speaker, creative genius and social media enthusiast. She blogs about relationships on her blog (http://iyasostuff.com), tweets (@iyasostuff), is on instagram (@iyasostuff) and currently offers an excerpt of her book at Impossible is Stupid.