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HEAD OF STATE SERIES PT 1

CHAPTER ONE

The driver dropped me off in the official car. My father was out of state for an official function, my mother was in Dubai at a women’s conference. It was just the domestic staff, I and my siblings at home. We were sheltered and could not leave the house without the guidance of the domestic staff.

It was the basic instruction from our parents and disobedience to that would lead to a great punishment

I walked towards the science block where the first period class was currently holding. It was chemistry. My teacher, Mrs Okeke was a petite, light skinned lady with short silky hair and sideburns. She was rather hairy and also showed some signs of growing a beard and also some on her chest.

She was very strict and had a shrill voice which I found rather irritating. She was standing in front of the black board teaching the class of twenty eight students.

I hesitantly walked in quietly and went to my seat.

“Jamila, why are you just coming to school?” She asked me in a loud voice. I could see twenty eight pairs of eyes staring at me waiting for an explanation for my tardiness. Where was I going to start though?

“I am sorry there was traffic on the way to school” I replied knowing that I had just told a lie that would take me straight to hell if I died immediately.

“That is not a good excuse, sit down immediately” she said sounding irritated. I sat down in my chair. My seat partner Bola smiled at me. She wrote on a piece of paper and passed it to me. I took the paper and opened it.

“She is in a bad mood this morning. We didn’t do well on the last test so be careful”

She was such a terrible teacher, no surprise that the class was not doing well. I nodded my head in acknowledgement to the note that I had just read. Bola was really nice to me. Most of the girls in my class were very competitive and some of them were not very friendly. I didn’t have to worry too much because we were not in the same circle.

I pulled out my notebook from my backpack and my pen and opened it to copy what Mrs Okeke had written on the blackboard. Mrs Okeke was staring at me. She looked angry but was short of words. She had written a chemical equation on the board that needed to be balanced.

2CL + H2 + SO4 ~> HCl + _______

The topic for almost a week in this class was balancing equations. The class had a test last week on the topic and it was as if she borrowed questions from A Level exams. Everyone in class broke a sweat on the test. Today, she was going to use this hideous equation asd6 class practice, i copied the equation into my notebook.

‘Have any of you solved the problem yet?’ She asked. There was a puzzled look on some of my classmates’ faces. She got a little impatient and repeated the question. There was silence, no one answered, pencils scratched notebooks, everyone had their eyes on their work but no answers came forth.

‘Lolade?’ Mrs Okeke said looking at a petite, dark skinned girl who sat by the window with her best friend Rosa. Lolade was incredibly smart and everyone in class revered her.

‘I am still trying to balance the equation’ Lolade responded looking frustrated. Mrs Okeke’s eyes started scanning the room. I did my best to avoid her eyes and started pretending to solve the equation. I didn’t even know how to start balancing the equation not to talk of solving it. My partner Bola looked at me helplessly. The apprehension in the room began to heighten.

‘Are you all trying to tell me you can’t solve this simple problem?’ She asked. No one responded and I also didn’t look up to see her face but i could hear the anger in her voice.

‘I will just choose someone myself’ she said. This was the worst thing to do because she could randomly choose anyone and it was a fifty percent chance for me to get called out or not get called out. My heart began to beat very fast

I kept staring at my notebook, I had to try to solve the problem just in case whoever she pocked to answer failed the question.

‘Jamila’ Mrs Okeke called out, I raised my head and saw her staring at me waiting for my response,

‘Yes ma’ i replied.

‘Come to the board and solve the equation ‘ she instructed. I hesitantly stood up, Bola looked nervously at me. I glanced at her notebook to see what she was solving so that i could have an idea of what to write on the board. I shuffled out of my seat and nervously walked to the board. The class was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I was the official class scape goat and this time i was going to be roasted in class today as a burnt offering because the probability of me solving the equation on the board correctly was equal to zero.

I got to the front of the class, she handed me a black marker to write on the white board.

I stood there, I was blank. Cl stood for chlorine, H2 was hydrogen and then SO4 was tetra sulfate and that was all i knew. I failed to grasp the mathematical aspect when she was teaching. My home tutor usually did my homework so i never tried to practice, as long as the answers to the homework were correct and i had a chance if getting a good grade in the class,that was all that mattered to me.

‘You are wasting time Jamila’ Mrs Okeke said to me, the tone in her voice sounded impatience.

I looked at her helplessly and then turned to look at my classmates who gave me the look of lost hope.

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FILM AND BOOKS: APRIL 23RD WEEK

My latest thing now is to immerse myself in music, books and movies.

I really don’t watch a whole lot of tv or movies but if i find a good movie i would recommend it.

MOVIES

Dave Chappelle: The Age of Spin is his first show in LA in ten years. It is a must watch. Too funny!!!

The Wedding Party directed by Kemi Adetiba is a great movie and its pretty hilarious.

 

BOOKS

Rich Girl Problems by Tu Shonda Whitaker

I am Judging You by Luvvie Ajayi

The Wait By Devon Franklin And Meagan Goode.

 

By the end of the week, i will give my full review on all three books.

 

 

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THE 3 AM GUEST #4

I sat up in bed all of a sudden trying to figure out what or who was making the noise. I heard movement inside the house, someone was in the house, I was hearing footsteps. Was it a burglar or an intruder, who could it possibly be, my boyfriend and I were the only two people who had keys to the house and he was out of state for work, I just spoke with him a few hours ago and he didn’t seem to be anywhere around. I nervously got out of bed. I needed a weapon, I could not hold a gun not to even talk of wielding a knife, I had a taser and mace in my purse. My purse was on the carpet by my bedside table. I picked up my purse from the floor and opened it to take the mace and taser out. I heard the footsteps again, a door opened and then closed. My heart skipped a beat, I began to wonder what room the intruder went into, I began to ask myself if it was a good idea to confront the intruder or call the police. I decided to go and face the intruder myself hopefully whoever it was would be caught unawares, I opened the door which was already slightly ajar and tiptoed, the light in the living room and the kitchen was on. A lady was standing by the fridge staring at the picture I had taken with my boyfriend on our last cruise. She left her Michael Kors purse on the kitchen table, she seemed to be well dressed and her perfume smelled really good. She probably felt my presence and turned around to look at me.

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THE 3 AM GUEST #3

He usually narrated the happenings of the previous night and I would listen in disbelief as he would recount things I would not even do when I am in my right senses. I had to change. I finally decided to watch comedy. I picked Cedric the Entertainer. I decided to go and get a glass of wine. Reluctantly I got out of bed and went to fridge to get the opened bottle of Stella Rosa I drank two nights ago, I opened the cabinet and got out a wine glass. I opened the contents and poured the wine into the glass. I put the bottle back in the fridge and picked up the glass with my right hand and went back into my bedroom. I set the glass on the night stand and got into the bed. I played the movie and began my Friday night in bed.

I opened my eyes and looked at the digital clock on my bedside table. I don’t remember what time it was when I drifted into sleep. It was 3 am. There was a calm breeze which blew softly, I realized I left the window open. I didn’t want to get up to go and close it, but even then I could not recall opening the window. That was strange. I shut my eyes and tried to sleep when I heard a noise.

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ON BECOMING-TOKE MAKINWA

 

 

Last week was abuzz with the release of a new book by Toke Makinwa a beautiful Nigerian OAP ( On Air Personality).

She is Nigeria’s sweetheart and she has managed to win the views of a lot of a people including myself with her Vlog where she tackles different topics including relationships

After reading her self penned book about her early life and also addressing her failed marriage, i was shocked, it actually takes a lot to sit down and write about something so personal like that, she talked about how she lost her parents tragically and also how she found love in the wrong place and still kept looking in the wrong place.

She gave people hope in her reassuring words in her Vlog, a form of confidence you cannot buy but instead her own personal life was falling apart, her home was slowly smoldering, she was false advertising, she had to keep a straight face which i actually applaud her for doing in the midst of making terrible choices and living with the choices until it almost destroyed her.

It is pretty short and straight to the point and i encourage you to read the book, there are a ton of lessons to be learned on here.

On Becoming

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BOOK REVIEW:CHINA RICH GIRLFRIEND

I just finished reading an awesome


book called China Rich Girlfriend.

It is the sequel to Crazy Rich Asians.

You can read them individually but because the story continues in China Rich Girlfriend, it would be advisable to read the first book.

I would classify it as drama, it talks about opulent Asians, how they live, spend their money and what they are worth. It also shows how they are seen in the eyes of different classes of people. In this book alone, i have read about characters with Hermes bags and a Ferrari.One of the characters also bid a painting for eighty million, in real life who would do that?  Flying from Shanghai to Paris in a private jet.The elites.

It is a well written story even though i love the prequel. I  love the drama, the family fights, the affairs and the quest for more wealth and fame. It is a reality show put in a novel and you would thoroughly enjoy it. A great indoor read.

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BOOK REVIEW: BIG LITTLE LIES

big little lies

This book took me a while to read because lately i have been a lazy reader and i have also been very busy. It was recommended by my Good reads Book club and i think they book club had read three other books while i was still reading this one. The book is about 460 pages, it took me about a month to read. I was engrossed in the story . The author made the characters very real, they were so real, i began to feel like i knew them personally. It was about a kindergarten class, their mothers and other real life problems such as an ongoing problem of one of the children being labelled a bully. During Trivia Night there was a murder.

It is a great women’s fiction, it talks about children, divorce and marriage, wealthy husbands, gossip. If you like this kind of read on a hot summer day with a glass of cool lemonade, i recommend this book to you, it is awesome. I give it 5 stars.