The Ilorin Shock Episode 25
Episode Twenty-Five: The Day the Books Spoke
It didn’t happen loudly.
There was no drumroll. No warning.
Just an ordinary school day that turned into something I would never forget.
We had a test one of those sudden tests teachers liked to spring on us to catch unserious students off guard. No long announcement. No extra revision time. Just a date written on the board and silence in the classroom.
But for me, it wasn’t sudden.
Every early morning.
Every afternoon lesson.
Every night spent reading while others slept.
They were all waiting for this moment.
When the question papers were shared, I felt calm. Not confidence born from pride but confidence built from repetition. I read the questions slowly, carefully. I understood them. Not because I was lucky but because I had lived inside those books for weeks.
Around me, I heard sighs. Chairs shifted. Pens paused in the air.
I kept writing.
When time was called, I submitted my paper without rushing. I didn’t look back. I didn’t calculate my chances. I simply stood up and walked out.
Days later, the results came.
The teacher walked into class with the scripts in his hand, his face unreadable. One by one, he called names. Scores rose and fell like waves.
Then he stopped.
He cleared his throat.
And called my name.
I had the highest score.
For a moment, the class was quiet. Then murmurs started. Some students turned to look at me with surprise. Others nodded slowly, like it finally made sense.
The teacher asked me to stand.
He looked at me carefully and said,
“This is what seriousness looks like.”
That was it.
No long speech.
No praise overload.
But those words landed deeper than applause.
That day, teachers began to look at me differently not because of where I lived, not because of who I was connected to—but because of what I could do.
As I walked home, the weight I had been carrying for years felt lighter. The hunger, the beatings, the waiting they hadn’t been wasted.
For the first time, my effort had spoken for me.
And it spoke clearly.
To be continued…
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