The Soft Issue
August 2017
Story from Within
YOU WON'T
GET IT BACK
By: Bisola Ologunde
A
re they really students? No! I
refuse to believe it… They cannot
possibly be students. How can
a student think of hurting his
fellow student? Stealing from
his fellow student? Beating up a fellow
student? This is just outrageous. No matter
how much I think about it I still find it difficult
to comprehend.
students who are reading,
downloading music and
video, flirting, jesting, snoring,
eating and all the likes. I slept
off.
I got uncomfortable on the
thin bench I was managing.
I begged my colleagues
to help me put their eyes
on my laptop and phone. If
one is not careful in LT1 you
and your property will be
stolen and you will be left to
wallow in self-pity. I left the
LT to sleep on one of the
permanent block chairs just
outside the LT.
A lot of barbaric and unspeakable
acts have been happening within the
university campus recently. These acts
are perpetrated, surprisingly, by students.
In the past few months there has been a
speculated rise in alleged theft cases on
campus. The university students have
chosen to act the way unlearned individuals
would: they take laws into their hands by I never knew I had been
assaulting the apprehended suspects. sleeping for a long time until
This is an unruly act.
I heard people shouting Ole
A few of my colleagues and I had, two and running in my sleep. I
weeks after our exams, went to complete thought it was a nightmare
our assignments at the Lecture Theatre and was looking for a way
one (LT1) of the University of Ilorin. There to run away from the dream
was power outage on campus. The only when I woke up to reality. Lo
place to get electricity to charge our stuff and behold the shouting and
was at the Walk-way—which is close to the running are from right beside
LT1. So we took our stuff there to enable us me.
meet the deadline of submission.
I got up immediately from
We started browsing through our materials. where I was sleeping and ran
We shared ideas and tried to do our work. off to get my stuff from the
Then the spirit of sleep descended on me. LT. But I fell flat on the floor
It was just a little past 1 midnight. I couldn’t and got up again.
cheat nature from upholding its cause so They had caught the thief.
I made a make shift bed with my bag. I
The angry mob got close to
pleaded with some people to vacate their
the LT and continued to beat
space on the uncomfortable bench I was
the supposed thief who was
sharing with them. I was surprised they
bleeding all over. He bled
did. The whole LT was jam-packed with
even more with every strike
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