MY ROOM RAT 1:
The first house I lived when I got admission into Unizik, there was this smallish and gentle Rat that always ran around my room....
I liked the Rat, and I NEVER attempted to kill it for once, because I believe in the philosophy of Igbo man; "egbe bere, ugo bere" which means "live, make I live"
Apart from that, the rat respected me and my personal rules which some includes not messing up my room, not tearing up my certificates/books, and not stealing my Maggi, onions or crayfish in the kitchen.
As time went on, I became too close to the rat that sometimes when I come back from lectures, if there is light, the Rat would be on my bed with my TV remote controller, changing it to its chosen channel.
I would drop my bag and leave the room just to give it some little privacy.
One day I was watching American action movie when I left to the bathroom to ease myself, before I could return, the rat changed the channel to Tom and Jerry, and was busy watching the TV.
I was watching the rat and the Rat was watching Tom and Jerry.
I became angry but as a gentleman I didn't show it on my face, I didn't want spoil the relationship between me and the Rat just because of ordinary TV, I tried hard to conceal my anger but my emotions betrayed me...
I went straight to the rat and snatched the remote from it's tiny hand and changed the TV back to the previous channel; action movie.
The rat left to it's hole, with it's face down, and tail togged between the legs... My heart melt me...I'm an emotional person.
Suddenly, the rat started keeping late at night; it would come back and make noise in the door around 12: 00 am, and I would open the door for it to enter. I began to discover some juvenile delinquencies from the once gentle rat.....
A day came, coming back from lectures, I saw the Rat going out of my room with another female rat. I now know that the Rat was a womaniser and from the look of things, the female rat was one of the girlfriends....
When I entered my room, there were lines of blood on the floor, I later discovered that the female rat was disvirgined by my room rat that very day,....
I was annoyed and I went and block the way to the Rat's hole.
When the Rat came back from seeing the girlfriend off, and wanted to enter it's hole and then find out that I had block it ....
The rat looked at me, smiled and then left.
From that day I couldn't find my WAEC Certificate again...
The first house I lived when I got admission into Unizik, there was this smallish and gentle Rat that always ran around my room....
I liked the Rat, and I NEVER attempted to kill it for once, because I believe in the philosophy of Igbo man; "egbe bere, ugo bere" which means "live, make I live"
Apart from that, the rat respected me and my personal rules which some includes not messing up my room, not tearing up my certificates/books, and not stealing my Maggi, onions or crayfish in the kitchen.
As time went on, I became too close to the rat that sometimes when I come back from lectures, if there is light, the Rat would be on my bed with my TV remote controller, changing it to its chosen channel.
I would drop my bag and leave the room just to give it some little privacy.
One day I was watching American action movie when I left to the bathroom to ease myself, before I could return, the rat changed the channel to Tom and Jerry, and was busy watching the TV.
I was watching the rat and the Rat was watching Tom and Jerry.
I became angry but as a gentleman I didn't show it on my face, I didn't want spoil the relationship between me and the Rat just because of ordinary TV, I tried hard to conceal my anger but my emotions betrayed me...
I went straight to the rat and snatched the remote from it's tiny hand and changed the TV back to the previous channel; action movie.
The rat left to it's hole, with it's face down, and tail togged between the legs... My heart melt me...I'm an emotional person.
Suddenly, the rat started keeping late at night; it would come back and make noise in the door around 12: 00 am, and I would open the door for it to enter. I began to discover some juvenile delinquencies from the once gentle rat.....
A day came, coming back from lectures, I saw the Rat going out of my room with another female rat. I now know that the Rat was a womaniser and from the look of things, the female rat was one of the girlfriends....
When I entered my room, there were lines of blood on the floor, I later discovered that the female rat was disvirgined by my room rat that very day,....
I was annoyed and I went and block the way to the Rat's hole.
When the Rat came back from seeing the girlfriend off, and wanted to enter it's hole and then find out that I had block it ....
The rat looked at me, smiled and then left.
From that day I couldn't find my WAEC Certificate again...
MY ROOM RAT 1:
The first house I lived when I got admission into Unizik, there was this smallish and gentle Rat 🐀 that always ran around my room....
I liked the Rat, and I NEVER attempted to kill it for once, because I believe in the philosophy of Igbo man; "egbe bere, ugo bere" which means "live, make I live"
Apart from that, the rat respected me and my personal rules which some includes not messing up my room, not tearing up my certificates/books, and not stealing my Maggi, onions or crayfish in the kitchen.
As time went on, I became too close to the rat that sometimes when I come back from lectures, if there is light, the Rat would be on my bed with my TV remote controller, changing it to its chosen channel.
I would drop my bag and leave the room just to give it some little privacy.
One day I was watching American action movie when I left to the bathroom to ease myself, before I could return, the rat changed the channel to Tom and Jerry, and was busy watching the TV.
I was watching the rat and the Rat was watching Tom and Jerry.
I became angry but as a gentleman I didn't show it on my face, I didn't want spoil the relationship between me and the Rat just because of ordinary TV📺, I tried hard to conceal my anger but my emotions betrayed me...
I went straight to the rat and snatched the remote from it's tiny hand and changed the TV back to the previous channel; action movie.
The rat left to it's hole, with it's face down, and tail togged between the legs... My heart melt me...I'm an emotional person.
Suddenly, the rat started keeping late at night; it would come back and make noise in the door around 12: 00 am, and I would open the door for it to enter. I began to discover some juvenile delinquencies from the once gentle rat.....
A day came, coming back from lectures, I saw the Rat going out of my room with another female rat. I now know that the Rat was a womaniser and from the look of things, the female rat was one of the girlfriends....
When I entered my room, there were lines of blood on the floor, I later discovered that the female rat was disvirgined by my room rat that very day,....
I was annoyed and I went and block the way to the Rat's hole.
When the Rat came back from seeing the girlfriend off, and wanted to enter it's hole and then find out that I had block it ....
The rat looked at me, smiled and then left.
From that day I couldn't find my WAEC Certificate again...
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