Life itself is a teacher. It teaches us a lot. . Sometimes it could be easy and rosy, sometimes it's rough. Many times, we feel helpless. I wrote about how helpless I was one time and how my baby saved the day. Now again, taking my time to participate in @hivelearners contest, I have yet another story to talk about a time I was helpless. When will we never be worked up with life? Well, let me talk about this story that happened when I was in School. please Read on.
One time I felt very helpless was a time in my school days. I had unknowningly fallen into the trap of a lecturer. I did him no wrong but he felt I had wronged someone he adores and so wants to deal with me.
MY OFFENCE?
I was marking for a lecturer who finds me honest enough to help him do his job without accepting bribe from other students who had failed the course. I don't know if it happened in your school days. But there is something called blocking or sorting in my own School.
Some students, when they know they were going to fail a course, would meet the lecturer and offer them money to help give them a raise in their mark or grade. So one particular lecturer who is very busy to mark students scripts, contacted my friends and I to mark for him. For reasons best known to him, he trusted that we would not accept money from any student. So we actually marked fairly and honestly as expected. I guess that made other lecturers to like us and would always call us to mark for them as well.
I never knew that the Lecturers were in a caucus. That means that we can only mark for Lecturers who are friends or who are loyal to their caucus members. Any other Lecturer who is not in their group or good book is an enemy, even if they are colleagues. I never knew.
One day, another lecturer asked me to come and help him mark as I always do for others. What do I know? Happily, I agreed to mark for him. But on the condition that I would take the scripts to an open office since I was marking without my friends, which he agreed.
While marking in the open space, another lecturer saw me and asked whose script I was marking. He asked that I should come and see him immediately. He entered into his office.
I followed him in and told him the name of the Lecturer I was marking for. I begged him not to report the lecturer that I can return the scripts right away. But he told me that, that was not the problem. The problem, according to him was that I have committed " a mortal sin".
"What do you mean Sir", I asked.
He explained that I was not allowed to mark for an opponent. He said he can describe what I have done as if those I mark for are PDP members, why have I crossed to start marking for APC member?
I told him I am not into politics and I am not marking with any intention to spite any group but just doing as I was instructed by my Lecturer. I thought that was all.
He told me I will never graduate because of this particular offense; that both he and some other lecturers will always mark me down. The only way to free myself is if I can come to his hotel room and let's trash it out there. I was terrified. I went home unhappy but prayed to God to help me.
I thought that was a joke, but no matter how I read some courses, I began to score low marks. I felt so helpless. I brought my fiance to beg him because he too was a student there. I took a lecturer who spoke the same language with me to beg him but he kept telling them that I am his small girl, that he has no problems with me, yet every time I saw or met him in any corner of the School, he would remind me that he is still waiting for the hotel compliance. He said narrating him and sending people to beg him is worsening the situation for me. I was so terrified and helpless. But I never forgot to pray for God to change his mind and show me favor.
It affected me psychologically and emotionally. Academically I did badly for that year.
HOW I WAS HELPED
Then God intervened in my case.
You want to know how God intervened? He got a better job and left my School. He came to class one day and announced to us that he would be leaving, that he had gotten a better offer somewhere. You can imagine the way I screamed "praise the Lord" , he was forced to ask publicly if I am truly praising God for him. I said yes and to rob it in his face, I told him that I would miss him. 😅
He looked at me disdainfully and left the class. That was the last time I saw him. God came to my rescue.
I wouldn't know whether because he had left, other Lecturers who always failed me alongside him forgot to keep failing me, or maybe they don't even know my registration number. Probably he was the one who always reminded them to do it. Now he left and everything returned to normal. There was no phone, I guess through phone, he would have connected with them to keep failing me.
All I know is that, God came to my rescue and I stopped marking scripts for Lecturers. I became more studious so as to get a good CGPA that would raise the one for the year I scored nonsense.
HOW ABOUT NOW?
Thankfully, I graduated with 2,2 and it's all life experience. This is one incident I felt so helpless. If God had not intervened, I don't know what would have become of my grades because I wasn't prepared to give in to what he wants in his "hotel room". Looking back, I feel happy that I won.
Who knows, maybe I would have still been in the school till now, writing carry overs every year. Maybe I would have reported him anyways. Who knows.
CAN IT HAPPEN AGAIN
Even now, people are desperately wicked and victimizing people. My heart goes to students who may be facing similar challenge of victimization and I pray they don't succumb no matter what. As for me, my School and graduation was at stake then, reporting him may worsen things especially if they fire him. Yet I persevered, used people to pacify him and prayed until God intervened. Now, I see nothing at stake. I am a grown woman now and can speak up without fear. I would prefer not to be in that situation again. But if such situation resurface itself, nothing is at stake for me to stake 😅 my family and marriage for such kind of people who takes advantage of others. Not even my job,my PHD degree, nothing. I can do without them and still survive. 😅
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