MR LECTURER PART 5

KLUB VANITI..... WUSE 2 ABUJA

Mr Osagie’s course was the last one and he brought me to the front row where I cannot spy. Political economy is one of the most difficult courses in political science, and Osagie knows the relevance, thus he builds fear in our minds about success. I wasn’t scared of him any longer as I’ve chosen not to go close to any lecturer again. 

The questions were familiar, but only God gives success in this great institution of ours. Whenever I stop writing, he willingly comes to my desk asking if anything was wrong. I always told him all was fine.  I waited for everyone to finish and we all submitted together. He told me I can see him in his office if I think it’s necessary, and I said okay sir; but I’ll let it pass. I left the lecture theater for church to thank God for a successful exam, and preparations to go home started. All students were broke this period and everyone wants to borrow money till beginning of next semester. I needed also but who would give me. I went to Uncle Ben’s office to tell him I needed money to travel home as I have finished my exams. He gave me five thousand naira, and apologized again for what happened. At this point I started to understand something was wrong. I felt I was part of the whole drama at a time, but with Uncle Ben’s request for forgiveness; that means he has done something wrong.

I told an older friend of mine when I got home about what happened. I changed the name though, thus he told me the student was hypnotized by the lecturer. The lecturer was aware of what he wanted to do from the start. But the student was following in obedience because most times we seek guidance from someone ahead of us. Just like a spell, the effect of the words of the lecturer took over the student, and she yielded to the touches that came afterwards. That lecturer is even good, he is apologizing; when we were in school, you will be the one to apologize to them he said. We ended the conversation on one note; trust no man when you are alone with him in a room. Even your uncles can do same.

I knew I wasn’t a jambite any longer, thus I would not be starred at any longer. I resumed three days after resumption date. The students were gathering already. Halls were being given and roommates were new faces. People were running around for registration again, and the work load reduced with a course. My registration took three days. I wouldn’t have seen Mr Adewumi and Osagie again if not for carryovers. I was in their office and they kept telling me to wait. Osagie said he must register hundred level students first before he registers carryover. I was stunned when Adewumi told me I might not be able to add his course to my work load, as it would be too much for me to do. These two lecturers were now point of agony to me in this institution I projected would cause me the best in life. I had to do something about them.

I didn’t know much of sexual abuse until I discovered I have just been a victim, of a social crime I would be thought that semester as a topic. Mrs Gambo was the lecturer in charge of social problems, and she dwelt a lot on sexual abuse. I think she had been a victim also. Many victims she said were ashamed of coming out after abuse to talk about it, and others are scared of the drama that follows. She made me understand that these are the manifestations of sexual abuse: verbal harassment, subtle pressure for sexual activities, unnecessary touching, patting or pinching, leering or ogling of a woman’s body, demanding sexual favours accompanied by overt threats concerning jobs, grades and lastly physical assault. Furthermore she said 67% of Nigerian female graduates would have been assaulted at a time or the other. The meaning was getting mixed up in my mind and I was forced to raise my hand up in a question to change my perception about people I thought were supposed mentors.

Madam: if a student is deceived or maneuvered into a sexual activity which she is naïve about before the act……. She concluded with “that’s a sexual abuse”. Then I knew Mr Osagie, Mr Adewumi and Uncle Ben have all abused my personality, and they will pay dearly for it. I left the class that day feeling a little lower than myself. I needed to gear myself up to face these immorality our institution is facing. Even though I cannot end it, I will expose these people. Result was released and I had good grades in my entire courses except one. I didn’t fail this time, the result was nil. It was Mr Osagie’s course again. I was getting a lot furious now and my acts could lead to me being expelled. I walked into his office to tell him I didn’t get my result in his course. He shouted at me to leave his office; asked me if I feel his office is my fathers’ house. I reported to the department’s secretary, who escorted me to his office. He said my script was misplaced, and they are looking for it. I didn’t understand what that meant, until it recorded in my CGPA as a carryover.  For a whole session I’ve suffered from the hands of these men, they must pay back and I’m serious about it. 

I did more studies on the serious abuse we suffer as ladies, and many revelations were made. I started my plans on how they would pay back. Many thoughts came to my mind. Some were criminal in nature, thus I dropped them. It took over two months before I was going to expose my revenge on them, and the first to suffer was the first to taste. Mr Adewumi had really believed I was interested in having sex with him. It was at the Hotties hotel we agreed to meet. I had Librium in powdery form in preparation for the day. We entered the room and I told him I was not happy with the failure I experienced in his course. He promised he would change it if I can only continue to be nice to him. He had gone to the toilet to ease himself when I introduced the drug in his drink and that was the first tool I used I dealing with him. I had pictures of him naked soaked his clothes inside a bucket of water and applied soap. I stayed with him till he was awake. In deepest surprise he saw 11 girls starring at his nakedness about to make a demand…….. 

for further readings on sexual abuse and harassment: perception of sexual harassment in universities by ADEYEMI I IDOWU  is a good reference .