THE VILLAGE TEACHER
Episode 6 (final episode)🔥
………… I saw Kate in a white dress, walk towards me. Her dress triggered my mind to remember the dream I had the night before. “Is this a coincidence or does my dream want to come to a reality?” I thought. “Good morning” Kate greeted. “Good morning, Miss Kate” I responded, with the mind that Kate would give a reaction to the title I gave her. She never did. “How was your night?” Kate added. “Ooh! I had a good night” was my response. She didn’t know I had a good night with her in my dreams. I took advantage of the greeting and continued with a chat with Kate. We talked a lot about life in general and later limited ourselves to living in the village. I got the chance and enquired about Abiba’s lifestyle. Kate told me Abiba was a lucky girl because she would have been the one pregnant for Ken. “Like seriously!” I exclaimed. “yeah!”, Kate responded. She added, “When Ken came to this village, the chief said that he (Ken) needed a wife. So he decided to give Abiba out to Ken for marriage, but by then, Abiba was seriously sick. He then said that a man like Ken must not live even for a week without a woman, so he decided to replace Abiba with her younger sister, Rahi, who is now carrying Ken’s baby. Ken has regretted impregnating Rahi”.
I was shocked by the news I got from Kate that morning. Kate didn’t stop there, she added, “I am quite sure the chief would say you also deserve a wife. He may even give Abiba to you. He cannot see a nice-looking man like you and wouldn’t take you as an in-law, now that you are even in his house. Hmmm! I am just assuming oooo”. I quickly retorted, “Aaah! How can I marry my student? That is only possible over my dead body”. I said all that but in my mind, I was like, “I even slept with Abiba last night in my room over my living body”. Kate told me Rahi was a student before her father gave her out to Ken, so the idea of Abiba being a student couldn’t prevent the chief from giving her to me. “At least, it is a great honour to have the chief as an in-law, isn’t it?” Kate teased me. I thanked Kate for feeding me with such information. Kate had advised me to act fast to avoid falling into Ken’s shoes. She also said that if only I had a wife, that could possibly prevent the chief from imposing his daughter on me for marriage. “Do you have a wife?” Kate asked. “No”, I answered. “Then I advise you to find one before you are forced to marry Abiba.”
Kate added. “Where do I find one? I cannot go back to my town to search for an emergency wife. I don’t also want to marry any village girl.” I remarked, with the hope that Kate would suggest herself for me. Kate also remarked, “hmmm! I don’t even recommend a village girl for you to marry. You are too expensive for a village girl.” I was flattered by Kate’s remark. I had expected her to add something like “….at least a girl like me is ok for you.” But she never did. That would have been a good starter for me.
I thought of reporting the matter to the District Education Office. I didn’t want to pass a second night with Abiba-something could happen. I was scared of falling into the shoes of Ken. I then suggested to Kate the decision I took. She seconded the idea but told me she would miss me, in case I was transferred from the community. “Herh! You would miss me”, I thought. I quickly told her she could visit me in the district capital. “But I cannot be seeing you all the time” Kate replied. “This lady is gradually endorsing me. But I must still report the case to get myself released from the community.” I thought.
Without wasting time, I took my books and left for the house to embark on my journey to the district capital. I went and told the chief that I needed to send some documents to the District Education Office. The chief told me there was no lorry travelling to the district capital that day because that day was not a market day. “So what do I do? Because I must present the documents before tomorrow”, I told the chief.
He suggested he would get somebody to pick me up with a motorbike to a nearby community where I could get a lorry. Two hours later, I was at the District Education Office. I presented my complaint and every officer in the office was astonished. “You mean we still have such a primitive attitude in this 21st century?” one officer asked rhetorically. The officers asked me to return to the community while working things out. I told them I wasn’t ready to go back to the community because I would be made to sleep with the chief’s daughter. I added that I had already slept with her the day before. “What! Is that how serious the matter is?” one female officer remarked. The director asked me not to go to the community until they investigated the matter. I was very happy with the decision. The only worry I had was that I was going to miss Kate.
Two days later, an officer went to the community and came back with his findings, which confirmed my allegations, true. The officer said he tried convincing the chief to change his attitude of giving his daughter school-going age out for marriage, but his plea wasn’t taken by the chief. The Director felt bad about the development and decided I would not go back to the community. He ordered the Deputy Director to repost me. I felt like I won a lottery, upon hearing that I was to be reposted. At about 5pm that day, I went to the Deputy Director’s house to pre-appreciate the reposting he was to give me. My pre-appreciation made him repost me to a school in the district capital. I was so happy. My only worry then was about how to get my items from the community, and how to get the chance to see Kate again.
I thought of not going back to the community to pick up my items because the chief would suspect I was leaving forever. ‘Kate’ was the only reason that could send me back to the community. “I must link up with Kate to visit me in the district capital”, I thought. The following day, I was en route back to the village and I was warmly welcomed with a hug from Kate like a girlfriend who had missed her boyfriend for ten years. It was then I realized Kate was also emotionally attached to me. She told me about how an officer came to the school and later went to the chief’s palace to investigate my case. I told her about how I was reposted to a school in the district capital. Kate was so happy for me but told me she was gonna be missing me badly. I also told her I was back to see her and wouldn’t mind having her visit me in the district capital. She agreed to my request and promised to visit me over the weekend. I was so happy that I didn’t bother going back to the chief’s palace to pick up my items. I quickly joined a vehicle back to my town with the hope of seeing Kate during the weekend.
I went and gave my room a new look. My room was then made dust-free. The only beverage one could get in my tabletop fridge were sachets of water. But because I was expecting a special guest, I managed to stock my fridge with a pack of Don Simon drinks and two apples. I had locked my fridge because of my hungry niggers who could come and drink the drink before the arrival of the intended drinker.
The following day, which was a Saturday, I went to the lorry station very early in the morning to welcome Kate like friends and family members go to the Airport to welcome a relative from Mecca. I looked forward to seeing Kate alight from a lorry, but my anticipation failed. Kate never came that day. I got bored. “Anyway, it is not bad to devote one’s time to what he much desires”, I said to myself. The next day, Sunday, I was with the hope that there was no way Kate would not come. I went to wait for her at the station, as usual. Guess what, she never came. I was highly disappointed at Kate’s disappointment. “What could have made this girl not come? Was she just pretending she had me at heart?” I asked myself. I went and organized my guys and we enjoyed the Don Simon and apples together. They were shocked because they had never seen such a drink in my fridge. I told them I was celebrating my reposting. After the assumed celebration, I got my clothes ironed for a GES workshop I was to attend the following day.
The next day, I was on my way to the workshop when I heard somebody call me, “Hey! Galaxy! Galaxy!” My mind quickly decoded the voice before I turned to know the person calling. Guess who it was, Kate. My heart palpitated. The first thing that clicked in my mind was the Don Simon and apples I gave to those useless guys of mine. “oooooh, Kate! Where were you when I had Don Simon and apples in my fridge?” I questioned her in my mind.
She greeted me and said she had wanted to come the previous day but there wasn’t any lorry in the village, since that day wasn’t a market day. I understood her perfectly. She added that she was to attend a workshop organized by GES. I told her I was just on my way to that same workshop. Kate then proposed we should go to my house before going to the workshop. I was happy but there was no Don Simon again for her, I thought. I picked her up on my bike and soon, home we were. We entered my room and I asked Kate to relax on the sofa. I then asked her whether she needed anything to drink and she said she was alright. I insisted the second time and she gave the same response. I didn’t want to go the third time because she could say I should get her any drink. I went and sat adjacent Kate. I didn’t know what to say-I was in a ‘Baafira’ mood. I counted my fingers several times and never got to any finite number. I didn’t know how to tell Kate that I love her. As I was thinking of what to say to Kate, she looked me in the eyes and asked me, “What is on your mind?” I responded “nothing”. She then said, “If nothing, then let’s go for the workshop”. She took her bag and stood up to leave. I gathered courage, took a deep breath and pulled her by the arms closer to me and planted a kiss on her lips to show a sign of saying, ‘I love you’. The kiss lasted for a long time which was a response from her saying, ‘I love you too’. “Aren’t we going for the workshop again?” I asked. Kate responded, “GES workshop dey bore”. I retorted, “E be so, dear!”. At about 12 noon, I had to send Kate to the station to catch up with a bus back to the village. Luckily for us, we got to the station when the bus was just about to move. Kate quickly entered the bus and gave a sweet wave as a sign of goodbye and promised to always visit me every weekend. What a lucky guy I was! I was reposted to the community I desired, and I found love from the community I felt was a curse to me. Reposting was successful, and Love was built!
“Galaxy, you are too much! Hahahahahaha” I flattered myself.
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