Work got the best of me last week, and somehow, I was happy doing every task that came my way. Seeing my students understand every explanation I give them makes me happy, so even when my hands are too weak to write on the board, knowing that educating those kids is mandatory gives me the strength, and I love what I am doing.

"Get out of my class, must you always cause a distraction whenever I am here? Is that how you do to other lecturers?" Mr. Agbeje yelled at Modupe, and the whole class was frightened.It was very unusual of him to yell at students, and something definitely felt off from the moment he came into the classroom. Unlike every other day, he instructed us to lock the classroom doors and said no students must come in after him. He threatened to punish the whole class if we snuck in names on the class register.

Talking about what we wanted to become in the future was one of the best parts of childhood. I, in particular, used to be eager about that profession I have always wished to become and would not hesitate to speak about it once asked.

I was in Lagos for a brief training before my NYSC, and there was this guy who kept asking me to join him for lunch. He was so persistent, and I granted his wish one fateful afternoon.Immediately, we stepped out of the training center, and he started asking what I wanted for lunch. He suggested pie, pizza, ice cream, and others, which made me laugh uncontrollably.

Benny was the last of Mr. Yinka's apprentices, the best and most successful shoemaker in the whole of Kitipa town. He was a role model to many kids, not just in Kitipa but to kids in neighboring towns as well.Pa Yinka, as many would call him, was in his late 60s and planning retirement already. He no longer had the strength to continue working, but it bothered him a lot how everything he had built wouldn't vanish someday because his children were abroad and weren't interested in that line of business.

I was walking past a street yesterday when I saw some kids playing the snooker game on a table. It was not a real snooker board, just an ordinary table used for displaying goods, and they used PET bottle caps as their balls.