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The French Exam


'Don't touch the system' he shouted, no response. He kept repeating it as students flooded the e-exam hall until someone said "o ti to, ha" (aka issokay we've heard). At some point, someone had to ask "till when?" and a lot of people seconded, thirded and four...nevermind. When he announced "you can start", I logged on immediately but it didn't show my course. Same happened to the other two people who were writing the same course with me - French. I thought to myself "maybe this is a sign that I'm not supposed to take this course". "Log out and log in again" he said, I kept wishing it won't work so I won't risk failing though I didn't feel bad about not reading because I didn't even understand most of the words and google translator is quite useless according to my experience.

 

I logged in and it worked so I began, the ball was in my court but I wasn't willing to kick yet infact I wished I could return the ball but the seller had travelled out. I began, correctly answered some, left some blank, did tinko tinko for the rest. When it was time to submit, my heart beat doubled, it was a ghen ghen moment. When I saw my score, I sighed because I was gonna sigh anyway whether it was good or bad. I logged out and walked out of the hall. 

 

Knowing I had gotten that off my plate, I had more pressing issues at hand like my rumbling stomach crying for food that was in the freezer and whether or not I was willing to pay 1500 to watch black panther. In life, you can decide to worry your life out about everything or let things take its course while you take the lead lowkey of course (don’t even know if this makes sense). 

was looking for a black panther meme but i saw this and i think its too funny
 
I used to be very anxious. I remember back in secondary, I used to wonder how WASSCE was written but I got there, I wondered how JAMB was written and I sat for it as well, I wondered how university life was lived and I went through that too, I wondered how NYSC was and I scaled through. All these "wondering" times made me feel like I should have one power to experience something then come back to reality so when it's finally time, I already knew how it felt.


See Ehn, you will get there if you see yourself getting there but you will not jump or skip stages. You will get there step by step and you'll love who you've become. You'll love your friends and be content with your life while striving to be better. You will fail but it won't kill you because in your failure, you might find the inspiration you need to try again but you will get there. Slowly or not, you will.

I thought about the worst that could happen if I failed french, I’ll rewrite which isn’t the end of the world. I failed Yoruba my own mother/father tongue when I wrote WASSCE so who is french biko? Nigga can take the back seat (not an excuse to fail though, I’m just being silly). 


P.S: At the time I started writing this article, I hadn’t seen black panther but at this time of posting I already have, look at God *winks*



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