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  • 7 Things Nigerian Lecturers Say, And 7 Things They Actually Mean

    7 Things Nigerian Lecturers Say, And 7 Things They Actually Mean

    Nigerian lecturers are gems but you learn not to trust everything they say after you’ve spent some time in the university. The ability to decipher what they actually mean is a skill that will never disappoint you. This is a list of some of the things they say, and what they actually mean.

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    1.A is for God” = I don’t know how this became a thing but my lecturer from 50 years ago told me the same thing. I’m just passing it on.

    2. Are you challenging me?” = Think before you answer this. What you say and how you say it will go a long way in determining your future at this university.

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    3. You can buy the course material if you want, it’s not compulsory” = Don’t buy it at your own risk. Just know that you will probably fail this course. 

    4. If you don’t get 70% attendance, you can’t write my exam” = I only said 70% because it’s the university policy but you should attend all my lectures. I don’t announce my tests.

    5. “Most of you will fail this course” = I have no basis for that but it sounded cute in my head, so I said it. For real though, most of you will fail this course.

    6. You can easily graduate with a first-class, but you’re not serious = If you think I meant this, then I have a unicorn to sell to you. Didn’t you hear me when I said: “A is for God”?

    7. You should read this part for your exam” = It won’t come out, sha. You will open your question paper for a surprise, and from there, It will be vibes and Insha Allah.

  • Aluta And Chill: 5 Olabisi Onabanjo University Students Talk About Their Struggles With Money

    Aluta And Chill: 5 Olabisi Onabanjo University Students Talk About Their Struggles With Money

    Students in Nigerian universities have stories to tell, but hardly anyone to tell them to. For our new weekly series, Aluta and Chill, we are putting the spotlight on these students and their various campus experiences.


    One thing every student learns to navigate in the university — some more than the others — is finances. It becomes interesting when you think about the fact that for many students, the university is their first attempt at adulting. So, I spoke to some students at Olabisi Onabanjo University and asked them to talk about a time they were really broke in school and how they dealt with the situation. 

    Aramide

    OOU students

    Sometime in my first year, I borrowed a friend ₦20,000 and was really looking forward to getting the money back. I had run out of cash on the day she was supposed to return the money. I had some money in my backup bank account but I couldn’t access it — I was saving up to start a business. Besides, I didn’t have an ATM card associated with the account. 

    I needed to go to school to write a test and I went with the ₦100 I had and my ATM card, hoping that she would send the money before I was done with the test. That didn’t happen. I finished the test and realised that the money wasn’t in my account. 

    I called her repeatedly and she claimed that she had sent it, chalking it down to network issues. This couldn’t have happened on the worst day because my period started when I was in class. All I wanted to do was go home. 

    Four hours later, I was still in school waiting for the alert. I called a friend to help, but unfortunately, he was going to use the ₦100 he had to take a bus home. Not knowing what else to do, I helplessly sat down somewhere willing my bank to alert me that the money was now in my account. Eventually, I called another friend who wasn’t a student at the school and he came to pick me up. 

    Before I got home, I received the credit alert.

    I felt some resentment towards my friend. She was a good friend and what happened wasn’t her fault, but I couldn’t help it. 

    My relationship with money is better these days. I have a savings plan with Piggyvest and an investment plan with Cowrywise. I started my business earlier this year and pumped everything I’d saved into it. I’m hoping that it takes off soon. My parents give me an allowance every week and I also get some money from my boyfriend. I used to buy things impulsively, but since I started this business, I put a lot of thought into everything that goes out of my purse. 

    Demilade

    OOU students

    I was broke for an entire semester in 200 level. I travelled to school with some foodstuff, my transport fare and an extra ₦1000. The hostels inside the school were expensive, so I went for a cheaper option, even though it was quite a distance from the school. The downside was that I had to figure out a way to make sure the ₦1000 I had left was enough to get me to school for two weeks. 

    I actually thought that I was going to die. I ate once daily — in the morning or at night. And that happened for the better part of the semester. Whatever money I got was spent on getting myself to school. 

    I wasn’t comfortable with asking my hostel mates for anything, so I dealt with it alone. There was a day I had only ₦50 and I was starving. I used ₦20 naira to buy garri and divided it into two parts. I soaked half in water and drank it in the evening. When morning came, I did the same thing in the morning, but this time I used ₦10 to buy sugar. 

    To be honest,  I don’t know how I survived the semester, but I did. It made me realise how resilient I am. I’m smarter about how I spend money these days — I make sure I’m accountable for every penny I spend.

    Abiodun

    I was in my second year when I hit a super rough patch. I didn’t get anything from my parents at the beginning of the month and I needed to figure out a means of survival until the next month. My timetable was hectic and I had classes every day of the week too, so I spent most of what I had on transport. My friends helped, but there was only so much they could do. I was basically taking it one day at a time. 

    I was thinking about how to wing the situation when I remembered that I knew someone who was an estate developer in Abuja. An idea popped into my head — I thought that I could offer him some value and create a jingle for his business. I hadn’t done anything like it prior to that time, but I called him and pitched the idea to him. He was down with it. I told him I would need about ₦20,000 to make it happen and he agreed to it. 

    Sometime later, he sent ₦30,000 to me. I couldn’t believe it. That money couldn’t have come at a better time. I did the job and had enough left to survive the month. Also, the fact that I actually earned the money made me feel so good.

    I live by grace these days. Money comes in and goes out, but I know I’ll always be fine. When I have enough, I intend to save and start some investments. You can only invest when you’re liquid enough to do it. 

    Ogo-oluwa

    There was a time I spent money I was supposed to spend for a week in a few days — I think I splurged on data. After that, I was on my own. 

    I was cooking with my flatmates. I didn’t have any money on me, so when they suggested buying fish, I came clean and told them that I would eat my food like that. They were probably surprised, but they bought the fish and each of them gave me a piece from their share. The benevolence really touched me. 

    I wasn’t going to let it happen again, though. I called my parents the next day and jokingly told them what happened. 

    The experience showed me how important it is to have people around though. I can’t imagine how helpless I would have been if I didn’t have my flatmates. Also, I realised how much good a backup plan can do when it comes to managing finances in school. However, I’m at home now and I’m critically broke. No thanks to miss Rona.

    Lekan

    Sometime last year, I made some bad investments. My cousin called me, introduced Loom to me, and convinced me to join the scheme. He didn’t tell me the full details and I didn’t do any research. I checked my finances and saw that I didn’t have enough. The reasonable thing was to let it go, but I borrowed money and put everything into it. 

    I called my cousin to ask for the next steps. He told me that there was none — all I had to do was wait. Boy, what a wait it was. Nothing happened in the first week, the second week or the third week. 

    I was so broke that I trekked home from school and drank garri almost every day.  Another person I knew introduced something similar to me, promising a faster return on investment. I was desperate and wanted to recoup everything I’d lost. Somehow, I found ₦1000 and threw it into this one too. Then another wait started. After a month passed and I didn’t get anything, I knew it was time to let it go. 

    Unfortunately, I was now very broke and in debt. The only silver lining in this experience was that I had a surge of ideas during this period. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or if it happened because I was desperate. I had learned my lesson and was done with looking for quick money. I’m a brand identity designer and took my hustle more seriously. Luckily, I got some gigs that fetched me some money I lived on until the next allowance came from home.


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  • If These 8 Kinds Of Nigerian Lecturers Don’t Make Heaven, We’ll Be Angry

    If These 8 Kinds Of Nigerian Lecturers Don’t Make Heaven, We’ll Be Angry

    Nigerian lecturers are not the most loved set of people. However, we feel that these categories of lecturers deserve that coveted heavenly ticket.

    1) Lecturers that tell us the part of the lecture notes to read.

    Not the ones that’ll give area of concentration that will end in tears.

    2) The lecturers that don’t take attendance.

    We the association of class skipping people are grateful.

    3) God specially bless those who review and upgrade results.

    “Lecturer xx says they are upgrading from 45.”

    4) The lecturers who don’t spend one minute longer than their time in class.

    Blessed are they who do not shalaye after their hour has been exhausted. For they shall inherit the kingdom of Zikoko.

    5) The lecturer that doesn’t use you to do their own project.

    I prefer not to speak.

    6) Blessings to the ones that organize revision classes close to exams.

    Those classes have been saving class stabbers since 2011.

    7) The lecturer that is generally approachable and isn’t somehow.

    Especially when they are your course adviser and you’re having difficulties with school.

    8) Special blessings to the ones that share lecture notes so you don’t have to write.

    Unlike some that treat their lecture notes like the best thing since daddy Bubu’s first campaign.

  • 4 Nnamdi Azikwe Students Recount Their Most Memorable Hostel Experience

    4 Nnamdi Azikwe Students Recount Their Most Memorable Hostel Experience

    Living in a hostel has its pros and cons. It could be the security or the roommates that eventually become friends or the constant power supply. For others, it could be nothing but a tale of woes. We asked students at Nnamdi Azikwe University to talk about a hostel experience they would never forget.

    Adaugo – Had a toilet infection

    My first and sole problem is the toilet. It is terrible — a complete eyesore. A toilet is allocated to 5 rooms on every floor. Students hardly use the toilet. They would rather defecate and urinate inside a custard bucket and then pour in the toilet. After disposing of the content, they don’t flush because of the lack of running water. Others do the same thing until the toilet bowl is filled with faeces. To make matters worse, the cleaners come in to wash the toilet only once a week. I got a bum irritation as a result of it.

    Chiamaka – Was part of a protest

    The school hostel is known for regular power supply, but something happened. There was a blackout that lasted for a week. During this period, we had a shortage of water supply as well. You’ll see girls queuing up to fetch water from the well to have their baths. Omo! Life was hard. We had to stage a protest before something was done. We used the cover of our pots and the stick for stirring garri instead of placards, shouting as we marched down. Even the boys joined in the protest. In the end, our protest was successful.

    Precious – Helped a girl in need

    This happened in my year one. We had clear instructions not to hang clothes on the rails in front of our room. However, a fellow hostelite defaulted. As usual, the former Dean came to the hostel and saw the clothes. Before he could come up, all of us in that wing took the clothes inside, locked our doors, and went out. He didn’t see anyone when he came up. So, he wrote our room numbers, threatening and ordering that we see him in his office the next day.

    It was so nice working together as a team. Imagine if the girl had come back and didn’t see her clothes. It’s not like she purposely did that. There was no space to dry her clothes downstairs. Thankfully, he didn’t do anything because we were writing exams.

    Philip – Portress wahala

    I wanted to eat before going for lectures. But my rice got spoilt. So I packed the rice, threw it in the bin, then I poured the water I used to rinse the pot over the rails. I knew it was against the hostel rules but rules are there when things are in place.

    One of the portresses heard the splash and asked who did it. I refused to bulge because she didn’t see my face. Still, she went continued with her threats and even tried to curse me.

    I decided to go after her to explain myself but she slapped me saying that she was old enough to be my grandmother. After that, she ordered me to sweep the floor. I refused. Not after she slapped me. Some of my fellow guys came out and asked that I obey her. The security guard threatened to call anti-cult. I wasn’t deterred. They were amazed because their words had no effect. They all knew she was wrong but you know, the portress is always right.

    Eventually, I gave in and I felt humiliated.

  • Aluta And Chill: Four University Of Uyo Students Talk About The Toughest Course They’ve Dealt With

    Aluta And Chill: Four University Of Uyo Students Talk About The Toughest Course They’ve Dealt With

    Students in Nigerian universities have stories to tell, but hardly anyone to tell them to. For our new weekly series, Aluta and Chill, we are putting the spotlight on these students and their various campus experiences.


    University life comes with a lot of pressure. At the top of it is the pressure to stay in school until it’s time to graduate. To make this happen, you need to pass your courses. It’s not a big deal until you remember that some courses, for myriad reasons, are designed to give even the brightest students a tough time. This is something I thought I should explore this week. So, I spoke to some students at University of Uyo and asked them to talk about the toughest course they’ve dealt with. This is what they said;

    Unyimeobong – I had three lectures at the same time

    I took this Biochemistry course when I was in 200 level. I’m not even studying Biochemistry, but my department said we had to register for the course. I knew something was brewing when I saw the performances of the previous set and found out that a sizable chunk of the class failed. 

    The problem started with the timetable. I had three classes scheduled for the same time. The university has three campuses and each of these courses had their venues on a different campus. I’m still not sure how they expected me to wing that. It was hard to keep up with all the classes, so I missed out on most of what they did. 

    The few times I made the Biochemistry class, the lecturer just came in, said a few things, and dropped a material for us. Unfortunately, I could never understand the content of the materials. When it was time to write the exam, I went into the hall knowing that I was essentially unprepared. 

    I hoped that I would get a D, but that didn’t happen. I failed the course and had to register for it again the following year. Luckily, the arrangement was better the second time — different lecturers took the course and that proved to be what I needed. I wrote the exam again and that was the last time I had to worry about this course. 

    Ima – I couldn’t keep up with the lectures

    This happened with a prerequisite course, which was also a non-departmental course. I’m studying Food Science and Technology and the course was in the Faculty of Engineering. I lost interest in the course from the first day I attended the class. The lecturer came in and assumed that everyone in the class was well-grounded in engineering basics. It went downhill from there. 

    For the entire time the class ran, I could hardly relate to anything. I didn’t understand why I had to register for it in the first place.  So, I practically couldn’t care less about the course. I couldn’t push myself to learn anything from the classes. That definitely didn’t end well.

    I wrote the exam the first time and failed it. I can’t say that I was surprised that it happened. When I had to re-register the following year, I knew that I had to figure out a way to wing it — not that I was interested in it, but I didn’t think I would survive it if I had to go to the classes in my third year. So, I turned to tutorials and attended as many as I could. It was a lot of stress and mental torture. I wrote the exam again and I passed this time. I wasn’t ecstatic, I was just relieved that it was over. 

    Mary — I had a weird lecturer

    This story happened in my third year. The course was somewhat odd — you either pass brilliantly or fail woefully. I didn’t understand why this happened until I started attending the classes. The lecturer is from Akwa Ibom state and had something against “foreigners”. He taught all his classes in Ibibio and he knew that not every student in the class understood the language.

    That wasn’t even the weirdest part. This man liked to make unnecessary jokes all the time. He could spend the whole lecture commenting on how a girl dressed and whatnot. It didn’t help that some students encouraged this behaviour. 

    If anyone complained about his teaching, he would ask them to tell him the state they came from and if the answer was not Akwa Ibom, he would ask them why they couldn’t go to a university in their state. 

    I understood Ibibio, but that did little to help me. He hardly taught us anything related to the course. His lectures were consistently a waste of time. To make things worse for everyone, he didn’t give any material out, even though he always brought a textbook to class. 

    I was the assistant course rep and my classmates thought he liked me, so they asked me to get close to him and get the material by any means possible. They wanted me to be the sacrificial lamb and that didn’t sit well with me.

    So yes, the course was very difficult to deal with. It didn’t help that a lot of people who had carried the course over were attending classes with us. However, I always knew that I couldn’t fail the course. Luckily, I had a window to take pictures of topics from the textbook he brought to class and I took the opportunity. I added that to the breadcrumbs he’d given us in class and that did the trick. I wrote the exam and got an A.

    Zamani — The lecturer expected us to figure everything out

    I’m very proactive and I ask for help when I need it. So, when I went to some of my senior colleagues and they didn’t have good news for me about a course I had to take in my third year, I understood that I was in a mess. Unfortunately, it was a compulsory course and I couldn’t drop it and take another. I knew it was going to be near impossible to ace the exams, but I braced myself and gave it everything I had.

    The course wasn’t exactly difficult, but the lecturer’s approach to teaching was a big disservice to every student in the class. The course involved a lot of calculations and the lecturer skipped everything that remotely looked like that. Apparently, he expected us to figure those bits out. 

    We were in for a rude shock on the day we wrote the exams. All 6 questions required us to make extensive calculations. Man, it was a sad day. I decided that I couldn’t kill myself and just did the little I could. It was certain that I was going to carry over the course but something happened and I got a D. Normally, that wasn’t something I would be proud of, but it was enough for me to move on totally from the course.  And that’s all I wanted. 


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  • 9 Things Everyone Definitely Did In Their First Year At University

    9 Things Everyone Definitely Did In Their First Year At University

    First year at university is always euphoric, it hits with a certain kind of high. Which makes sense because getting university admission in Nigeria is a battle. And this high somehow puts you on your best behavior. Although if we’re being honest, memories of what your Nigerian parents can or will do to you if you disgrace them also contribute to this high. Here are 9 things we are sure you did in your first year at University.

    1. Attended every class. 

    Attendance was on point. It was all about making parents proud at that point.

    2. Learned the school anthem

    With sincere gusto. Some people even took it a step further and posted the lyrics on their social media pages to pepper other friends who had not gotten admission.

    3. Turned in assignments on time.

    Because you were an upstanding student with a track record of beating deadlines and working well under pressure.

    4. Attended school functions.

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    Voluntarily attended school functions.

    5. Night class

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    With 5.00 CGPA goals on your mind.

    6. Joined a school society. 

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    Because they said its good for networking and building connections for life after school. They didn’t lie though. But you probably would have made those connections if you had attended parties instead.

    7. Actually went home for holidays.

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    But by 3rd year a plot twist came in. You now mastered the art of manufacturing the perfect excuses to not go home. Matter of fact, he only time your parents saw you was when you got really broke.

    8. Actually bought textbooks.

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    But later on, you metamorphosed into the criminal that will collect money for textbooks and use it to buy party tickets.

    9. Aspired to graduating with first class

    The plan was to graduate with a first class and break records. By third year that plan became modified to “let me just graduate with my set”.

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  • We Know The Reasons E-learning Cannot Work In Nigeria

    We Know The Reasons E-learning Cannot Work In Nigeria

    Due to the Coronavirus pandemic and its effect on the educational sector, there have been talks to switch to e-learning. In a recent interview though, ASUU said e-learning can’t work in Nigerian universities.

    And we know why.

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    1. Network providers will mess things up.

    It’s kuku their work.

    2. Will there even be enough money for constant data?

    Nigerian students wondering where to get money for data.

    3. Who will teach those Mummies and Daddies how to use Zoom?

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    We ask, who?

    4. How will they shout at students and threaten to fail them?

    Normal class: Look at how you’re dressed? Oya leave the class before I fail you.

    Online class: …

    5. No more opportunity to dictate notes alone.

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    Imagine trying to dictate notes over Zoom. Lewl.

    6. How will they sell materials?

    Nigerian lecturers when they realise that their side hustle cannot prosper on e-learning channels.

    7. And finally, how will they do group presentations?

    How else will students come on stage to act as the full clowns they are?

  • 6 Types Of Students You Will Find At Night Class

    6 Types Of Students You Will Find At Night Class

    One of the first things every student learns after they get used to the idea of night classes is that not everyone is there to study. Everyone may come with books and study materials, but their interests are different. This is a list of some students you will find in these things:

    The Reader

    This student is actually there to study. Throughout the night, they are in one spot,  eyes glued to their study materials. This is the person everyone aspires to be, but apparently, not everyone has what it takes to be them.

    The Talker

    This person reads for 30 minutes and decides that they’re done. With nothing to do for the rest of the night, they go from one spot to another, striking conversations with people and converting them to their cause. The trick to dealing with this person is to ignore them. You’re on your own the moment you give them an audience.

    The Dozer

    This person is not a night person and is only there because of their friends. Once it’s 12 midnight, they start to sign off. A lot of them will swear that they’re not sleeping whenever anyone tries to wake them up. And if by any chance they wake up, they are gone again five minutes later.

    The walker

    This person is restless and can’t stay in a spot for a long period of time. After studying for some time, they start to pace around. The only problem is that they spend more time walking than studying. 

    The Joke

    This one knows that they are not about the night studying life, but they want to prove a point to their friends. They come with heaps of book but the chances of them opening them are almost non-existent. The best they can do is look at one for a couple of minutes before they remember that their phone is more interesting. And that signals the end of studying for them for that night. 

    The wannabe thief

    This person is the enemy.  They come under the guise of studying, but all they really want to do is to steal your phone and other valuables.  They are the absolute worst. 

  • Aluta And Chill: 6 University Of Calabar Students Share Their Most Frustrating School Experiences

    Aluta And Chill: 6 University Of Calabar Students Share Their Most Frustrating School Experiences

    Students in Nigerian universities have stories to tell, but hardly anyone to tell them to. For our new weekly series, Aluta and Chill, we are putting the spotlight on these students and their various campus experiences.


    The ultimate hack to surviving at any Nigerian uni is realising that everything is designed to frustrate you. In theory, this seems like such good advice, and maybe it is, but it doesn’t help to soothe the pain of everything the university throws at you.

    This week, I spoke to a couple of students studying at University of Calabar and got them to talk about a frustrating moment that stood out for them. This is what they said:

    Hope — Walked through hell to get a hostel room

    Every year, students who want to stay in the hostel have to apply for it. That shouldn’t be a problem except that it’s a long, winding process to get a room. Usually, you need the help of a highly-placed lecturer to make sure it happens.  I have stayed in the hostel since my first-year due to the help of a lecturer and I thought getting a room in my final year would be a walk in the park. 

    I was wrong.

    When my name didn’t appear in the first list, I wasn’t worried. I called the lecturer and they assured me that they were working on it. That was good enough for me at the time. The second list came out and my name wasn’t on that one too. Sometime later, I saw the third list, and again, my name wasn’t there. To make things worse, the new occupants of my room came to introduce themselves and gave me a few days to move out.

    The owners of the room finally evicted me, forcing me to move some of my belongings to a friend’s who had gotten a room. However, I couldn’t keep much there because she had someone in her room already. I wasn’t doing too well — I was sleeping, bathing, and cooking in three different places. It didn’t help that I was dealing with a lot of assignment and presentation deadlines either. 

    I was in a bad place emotionally. With a stroke of luck, I finally met another lecturer who was willing to help me. I wrote a letter to the hostel management and copied the lecturer’s office. However when I went to submit the letter, the people I met chased me out. It didn’t look like I was going to get a room and the reality of that broke me. 

    The management released another list. This time, I found my name on it. However, I got the hostel with the worst facilities. I thought it was something, so I didn’t think too much before I accepted it. My troubles weren’t over. I needed to buy a scratch card to process the room, but I didn’t have the money. This was probably the most frustrating part because I had given my family the heads-up three weeks earlier. I wasn’t going to lose the room because of this and after some back and forth, I raised the money and got the room.

    Again, it wasn’t over. The state of the hostel didn’t sit right with me. I started looking into the possibility of swapping with someone else. I literally printed my number on posters and put them up in strategic places. That yielded no result. Eventually, I went from room to room to ask if anyone would be interested in swapping their rooms. Luckily, I got someone — some compromises here and there and the deal was sealed. 

    The entire process drained me mentally and it gladdens my heart that that was the last time I would have to go through it. The most annoying part had to be the fact that people who didn’t need a room got it easily while others had to walk through hell before they got one. 

    Daniel — His certificate was withheld 

    I wrote my final exams in October 2018. Unfortunately, ASUU went on strike the same month and I couldn’t defend my project. We eventually did that in May 2019, but it was too late to be mobilised for NYSC 2018 Batch B. We had no choice but to wait for Batch C. As the time for mobilisation drew nearer, it looked like we weren’t going to make that batch too. I had a bit of influence, so I put some pressure on the university officials to send our names to NYSC. 

    Fortunately, we made Batch C and we were mobilised. That was where my problems began. The school doesn’t issue a statement of result, they give out the official certificate immediately. When it was time to collect the certificate, I went to school and was hit with the news: my name was not on the list, so there was no certificate for me. Funny enough, I was the only one affected in the entire faculty. Someone had omitted my name. And nobody could explain why that happened.

    It was embarrassing because I missed out on another batch. It became harder when I started to see pictures of my classmates in camp. That was when the tears came. 

    Fortunately, my friend stood by me, and together, we started to find ways to fix the situation. A few weeks later, the school called me to inform me that the misunderstanding had been fixed and my certificate was ready. It was perfect timing because NYSC camps across the country were going to open for another orientation course in a few days. I’m not sure what happened the first time, but it was really tough for me. 

    Emmanuel — Got into a situation because his bag was stolen

    Sometime in my second year, I went to study at night class with my class rep. He was using a Samsung Galaxy, so when he wanted to sleep, I asked him to keep it inside my bag. It was safer there, or so we thought.

    Sometime later, I slept off too. When I woke up in the morning, I realised that somebody had stolen my bag. We tried to call the number, but the phone had been switched off.  After searching frantically for a few hours, we decided it was time to live with the fact that the bag and its contents were gone.

    A few weeks later, I got different calls from a lady and two guys. One of the guys introduced himself as a pastor of a church and he claimed that I had come to his church the previous day and stole a phone. He wanted me to return the phone if I didn’t want any problem. Apparently, the guy who stole my bag had gone to steal at the church too and left my bag there. 

    I tried to explain the situation to the man, but he wasn’t having any of it. The following day, the supposed owner of the phone called to threaten me with arrests.

    This was more than I could handle. I reached out to my dad and some people from my church. While they were working it out, some people advised me to go to the school’s security unit and report the missing bag.

    I went to the unit but the guys wanted to extort me. They asked me to write a statement, which I did. However, they weren’t going to act on it until I paid them #5000. I told them that I didn’t have cash on me and one of them exchanged numbers with me, asking me to call me when I had the money. Luckily, my dad called me moments later to inform me that the matter had been settled. That was a huge relief. 

    The security guy called later and wasn’t too happy to hear that I was out of the situation. He tried to make another play to instil some fear in me. I just hung up and blocked him.

    Mary — Wasted a day trying to write an exam

    There was a general course exam I wrote when I was in 100 level. I was still a fresh student and was trying so hard not to make a mistake, so I got to the venue 30 minutes before the exam. Where I lived at the time was so far from the school but I made it work. 

    One hour later, the exam had not started. They kept us outside the venue and told us that the exam coordinator was not around. Apparently, they hadn’t printed the exam questions. We waited and hours passed, yet this exam didn’t start. All of my enthusiasm fizzled out. 

    Around 6:00 PM, they asked us to go and come back at 6:00 AM the following day. I had another exam to write on that day and it got really overwhelming for me. By the way, the exam didn’t start until 8:00 AM the following day. 

    Emmanuel — Missed an exam

    It was my first semester at university. One of my math exams was slated for 9:00 AM on the timetable. However, the time was changed to 8:30 AM a day before the exam. I wasn’t in my class WhatsApp group because of my classmates’ bad texting behaviour. Somehow, I got information about the change from a classmate.

    On the day of the exam, I got to the venue 10 minutes before the start of the exam and waited for the exam officers. They came and started to call names, but I didn’t hear my name when they were done. I looked into the faces of everyone around and realised that none of them looked familiar., More importantly, I couldn’t see any student from my department. 

    Eventually, I saw someone from my department. According to her, someone just called her that the venue had been changed too. We rushed to the new venue together to deal with a new situation. The exam had started an hour earlier than originally scheduled. We approached the examiner and begged him to allow us to write the exam, even though there was only 30 minutes left on the clock. More students joined us and it was clear that the new information didn’t reach a lot of students. 

    However, the examiner was adamant that we wouldn’t write the exam. He was pretty sure that we stayed outside to get the exam questions and cheat in the exam. Time ran out and he gathered all the scripts and left. 

    Everyone who didn’t write the exam trooped to the department to inform the HOD. He promised that a supplementary exam would be held the following week. Before the week was over, the man changed his mind and told us that we were all going to carry over the course. And that was what happened, everyone who missed the exam failed the course. It was a whole lot for me — I didn’t even want to study at UniCal. I was working with what I got, then this happened. 

    Rajunor — Spent two days at the bank 

    I had certain fees to pay when I was in 100 level and the instruction was that it should be paid into the school’s microfinance bank account. The bank was somewhat far from my department, but I trekked the whole distance. The plan was to breeze in, do everything I had to do and leave. It wasn’t supposed to take longer than 30 minutes. I got there and met a mad queue. I had no choice but to join in.

    Everything started to get to me when random people started to approach me claiming that they were behind me. I didn’t know how to fight, so I reeled it in. Hours later, the bank stopped attending to us and asked us to come the following day. My entire day was wasted. 

    I returned to the bank very early in the morning the following day to meet another queue. The bank hadn’t even opened yet but there was a mammoth crowd waiting. Finally, the doors opened and they started attending to us. But the lines weren’t moving this time too. I realised that this was happening because people were paying for their friends, slowing down the line in the process. I had reached boiling point at this moment but there was nothing I could do about it. So, I stood there wondering why it was so hard to pay money into an account.

    I knew I needed to pay the fees on that day if I wanted to preserve my sanity, even if it meant that I would miss my classes. After suffering in silence for a few more hours, it finally got to my turn. And a few minutes later, I was out of the bank with broken spirits, an empty stomach, and two wasted days. 


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  • Are You In School And Bad With Money? We Know Your Story

    Are You In School And Bad With Money? We Know Your Story

    You think you are all grown and can handle yourself until you get to the university, the polytechnic, or anywhere you have to spend a few years without your parents breathing down your necks. That’s when life throws your first real test at you – how do you make sure you don’t go broke? The bad news is that your money is never really enough, and it doesn’t help that you always have this lingering urge to spend.

    This happens in stages, so let’s break it down, shall we?

    1. Heavens smile on you and you get a credit alert

    Naira notes counted ask partner for money

    It is not 30 billion dollars, but it is just enough for you to enjoy your life. You are addicted to cash, but you like spending it more. I mean, what’s the point if you don’t know how to spend it?

    So, you settle your debts, upgrade your closet, and do other stuff. Suddenly, the idea of cooking seem very foreign to you and the sight of your room irritates you, so you get out every chance you get.

    2. You can’t stop spending

    At this point, the voice of reason you’ve trapped deep inside your subconscious is fighting to get out. You can hear it now, but will you listen to it? Nah. You know you should get a grip, but you just don’t see the need to.

    3. You won’t stop spending

    Now, you’re beginning to realise how much damage you’ve done to your purse. But then, the genius in you thinks that is the worst that could happen. Besides, You Only Live Once. More than ever, you are determined to live your best life.

    4. You don’t have anything to spend

    You’ve lived your best life and now, you have to reflect on how fast it went. You check the calendar and realise that you won’t be getting any alert any time soon.

    You swear to be more careful with money going forward. Hahaha. That’s funny because you couldn’t if you tried.