I started regretting my life as i watched a BBC eye on Africa documentary an under cover video clip of about fifty six minutes named sex for grade.
The video clip portraying a University lecturer that is sexually harassing a female student to give her mark in return for sex. The video show studied, the illegal and illegitimate act of some lecturers in some African Universities especially West Africa citing reference with Lagos State University and University of Ghana Accra, it attracted the global media community and serve as a basis for a report of it kind in African universities.
The Daily Trust article by Affan Ahmad and that of Info Media by Umar Babangida on similar topic also make me cry hard and harder.
Although, their case was different from mine but i feel guilty and irresponsible especially to my parents who sacrificed everything they are capable of to see me get high quality education and to my beloved boy friend and indeed my suitor who whole heartedly assist me in passing my SSCE examination and and of course my JAMB in addition to his struggles to see through post UTME with a view to give his possible quarter in fulfilling my dream of becoming a graduate.
The story started from the idea i conceived from one litreture book titled Sweet Sixteen which was recommend by Joint Admission And Matriculation Board for 2018/2019 JAMB Examinations.
I mistakenly assumed that reaching sixteen years is something to celebrate and it’s high time that i would also enjoy my previleged that i should entertain myself with whatever possible, One can asked how did i gained admission teenage age of sixteen while university recommended eighteen as a requirement for admission this happened because at the age of forteen when i was at class one of the senior secondry school i sat for a National Examination Council of Nigeria (Neco) having Adams by side he took me through various courses and topics of both class one and two and final class of Senior Secondary School with tutorial I made it with eight credits loosing Computer and Data Processing .Similarly he took me through all Art courses with emphasis on Economics,Goverment,and Geaoghrapy to equip me with skills and techniques of answering JAMB questions.He did alot in bringing past question papers of post UTME of different years all with aim of seeing me pass my Post UTME and get admitted into the system as i dreamt.
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My first day in campus was very horrible and unpleasant, I arrived late evening at the school entrance holding my two bags one for my clothes and other one a provision, I left so many till i am settled comfortably items such as mattress, bucket, gas cylinder are in this category. The long journey from my home town being the second time after my visit to the school for my UTME Exams make me tired, and I tried to get an Okada to take me to the hostel but i was denied entry by School security because i have no ID card and I don’t have my admission letter with me, After all attempt in vein I went thinking twice at where to lay down my tired body for more than an hour and a half waiting and wondering, then a young Samaritan handsomely dressed in a white shirt and black trousers with a black face cap with WIZKID bodly written in front of his shirt stopped his 406 Peugeot car put down driver side glass and he was like young lady but in a Hausa accent as (yammata) why the worry beautiful girl like you isn’t suppose to worry. He insisted in knowing why I worried i narrated my long distance road journey and that of the security personnel to him he was sympathetic and ask if i could use his room before getting mine I went deep thinking what to do but i later agreed to follow him to his house.
His residence is 10 kilometers away from the school gate. It was a two bedroom Flat house painted with milk paint a well decorated aluminum windows added value house and make it interesting when reaching there i went directly to bed and immediately fall asleep i woke up around 02:00Am to help ease my self, it was then i realized he had brought me a takeaway Food containing a Fried rice with chicken, for my supper. After about fifteen minutes thinking, i took the food and return to bed I don’t know where he slept but surely he make me believe that he is gentle,calm, Humble, and generous. Unknown to me there was an evil intention in his mind.
Monday morning at about 08:30 he brought me breakfast for that i took after i have my shower, I started by asking him how can i get an affordable apartment to rent due to my failure to secure a hostel room. He replied don’t worry sister, here is like a home to you.After about two weeks he started seducing me i tried all my best to deny him but remembering his generosity and kindness i accepted.He deceived me with his love and caring and ended my virginity, it took a far to the world of extra marital sex or prostitution in the form of marriage from there on the relationship continue like a husband and wife i am not only his sex partner but also his campus wife that cook, wash, iron and most devastating slept with him any moment of his wishes.
After about six months i became pregnant for him as all symptoms indicated and later confirmed by a medical doctor of a near by private hospital. He suggested we abort the pregnancy but I denied he did everything humanely possible to convince me but it failed, then he ask me what would you tell your parents about the pregnancy? Do you have the guts to tell them you have a campus Husband? I then think hard and harder and finally agreed with his idea of abortion since i have no alternative after all, I am lucky for the successful abortion although, i experience a severe hardship due to excessive blood bleeding but thank God now i am OK.
I’m narrating you my story on anonymous basis.I know you media people are eager and good in publishing people negatively, but I told you the story just to get sellability of your program. However I want to maintain my reputation but i want others to learn a lesson from my life experience and thank God I have learned it and promise to be decent woman in my entire life.
(Lesson for Taught Her virginity is Gone and Dignity sold)
By Tukur Ishaq Tambai
Masscommunication student Buk
