COMPOUND MATTERS EIGHTEEN

Finally, my exams are over! I almost wept in relief and gratitude as I put the final full stop on the Principles of Public Relations answer booklet. It’s been a gruelling three weeks of panic last minute studying, prayers, late nights, endless tutorials, discussion classes and what have you. With each exam barely three days apart,…

COMPOUND MATTERS SIXTEEN

I detest marathon lectures! Today was a hectic day at school, with all the lecturers not only showing up for their classes, but exceeding the allotted lecture time for each course. This is the norm whenever the exams are drawing near; with barely three weeks to go, some of them begin to grasp the fact…

COMPOUND MATTERS FOURTEEN

All attempts to get Amarachi to explain what arrangement she’d made with her brother’s classmate failed; she kept mum and went on smiling impishly. “Okay, since you won’t tell me what you’ve got planned, can you at least tell me why you’re making that nefarious plan?” I asked, frustrated and a bit annoyed. “My aunt…

COMPOUND MATTERS THIRTEEN

Call it the coward’s way out, call it what you will, but I was serious about taking a break from the problem I knew was coming; this was none of my business and I wasn’t going to remain and be part of it. I was hurriedly throwing clothes into my small holdall which I usually…

COMPOUND MATTERS TWELVE

The compound usually has its tenants’ meeting on the third Saturday of every other month. It’s always an interesting time, as differing opinions, funny suggestions and sometimes, unnecessary quarrels break out. I find these meetings a tad boring because the main item on the agenda is money, information that can be relayed to me later…