Mr Olumide’s Experience.

Mr Olumide’s Experience.

Olumide Ashaolu didn’t mind the midday sun that burned him, like it was intent on turning his chocolate coloured skin to a charcoal black. There was much gaiety in the air and he continued to wave the new flag in his hands. It was of a green and white colour, not the Union Jack. He was one of the pupils selected to witness the Independence Day celebrations at the Racecourse in Lagos. He was head of his class at CMS Primary School, and was in a position where he could observe the proceedings closely.

He waved hard at the Queen of England as she inspected the Armed Forces parade. He thought she looked his way and smiled. He smiled back at her. He listened with rapt attention as Nnamdi Azikiwe delivered the Independence Speech, although he didn’t understand all that was being said. He only made out words like ‘new’, ’nation’, opportunity’ and ‘development’. Patriotic pride filled him when the new green and white flag was hoisted. He sang the new national anthem, ‘Nigeria we hail thee’, at the top of his voice.

Miss Oyetunji, the young Arithmetic teacher, had told him there were going to be more local teachers after independence. He was pleased, for he always had to strain his ear when Mr Rajav, the Indian English teacher was teaching his classes. It was as if Mr Rajav’s words came out through his nose instead of his mouth. He wanted to be an English teacher, and he endeavoured to learn all he could.

He became an English teacher. He rose through the ranks to become a secondary school principal before his retirement two years ago. He was a silent observer of all the happenings in the country; he never partook in politics. He was more interested in imparting knowledge on young people, and his pain was how the standard of education kept falling in the country.


The sound of Mr Olumide’s radio woke him on Independence Day. He had forgotten to turn it off last night when the electricity went off. The Head of State’s Independence broadcast was on. He got up from the bed and turned off the radio; he wasn’t ready to listen to empty promises.

He sat down on the recliner. He was soon recalling with nostalgia Nigeria’s first Independence Day celebrations.

A knock intruded on his thoughts. He walked to the sitting room door and opened it. Bunmi, the last daughter of his friend who lived nearby was at the door. She was a fresh graduate.

‘Good morning sir, my father asked me to bring these documents to you,’ she said.

‘Good morning, please come inside,’ he said, ‘but your father told me he would bring the documents himself.’

‘Yes sir, but he has went out this morning’

Mr Olumide was shocked.

‘What did you say?’ he asked her. He assumed she made a mistake.

‘I said he has went out this morning Sir,’ she replied.

Mr Olumide burst out laughing.

36 thoughts on “Mr Olumide’s Experience.” by Lawal Opeyemi Isaac (@easylife2)

  1. Na today fresh graduate dey shoot bombs!!! Do you not recall that incredible kokolet in the mansion…whatishernamenow…rita or so????

    File Be! Nice.


    1. Waa se re omo eleru O lenu, o mo President. o tun gbo French!!!.Thanks for your comment.Glad you liked.Which one come be 500??? I no understand o…abi na the no of points wey you wan dash me be that?……lol

      1. I was wondering if the story is 500words…una be winches o!! the way you guys manage to squeeze so much into so little…you too gbaski!!!!

        Walai…i dey feel you!!!!

  2. 2cute4u (@2cute4u)

    I read this..

  3. Nice…..and this is very true of today’s graduate

    1. Thanks Frank.Glad you liked.

  4. When will we have an Independence anniversary we can be proud of? When ‘graduates’ won’t be throwing english bombs all over?

    1. Very soon Lade, hopefully.|we musn’t let up.

    2. Thing will sure take a head for the better, by His grace.Let’s all just do the little we can to make it work.

  5. Pity. This is sooo true.

  6. True but pathetic. We are sinking deep into the morass of mediocrity everyday

    1. ‘We are sinking deep into the morass of mediocrity everyday’ Meeen, those are words o! Really appreciate your stopping by.Means a lot to me.


  7. This is very good Ope. Keep it up.

    1. Thanks ma.Glad you stopped by.You are too kind.

    1. Na me be boy, you no well o… you stopped by.

  8. A lovely story you’ve got here Ope.Thanks for introducing me to the website.

    1. Thanks Mac.Glad you stopped by.

  9. This is a good one Ope. I like the way you were able to depict one of our many issues as a nation with your character’s experience.

    Well done.

  10. Thanks Seun.Liked the way you interpreted the story.

  11. This is very good Ope.However I think the part that showed where the girl threw the English bomb is too short but I loved the story anyway.

    1. Thanks o! This is flash fiction, there’s only so much to what can be written…..

  12. I have finally registered on the site and have come to drop my comments, hope you are happy now?… The story was a good one, but why did the girl have to ‘tabon’ now?

  13. Guy na so e be for these parts o! But as we get those who dey ‘tabon’ na im we get those who dey blow grammar too.Check out Bilkis’ comment above.Omo day girl wan finish me with grammar….lol.

  14. i will not be too in a hurry to blame graduates in nigeria,i think poor standard of learning also add to it;imagin 1000 (or more in some schools) students in a department,i dnt think any lecturer can impact knowlege with such crowd and english language as we all know is meant to b polished in the university,so i will blame our government for their negligence.ope am proud of u,good job.see u at the top

    1. I do not agree Tope, or maybe I should rather say I partially agree. In every situation, we all have a part to play in it. Among the so-called 1000 or more students in a department, are those who have chosen to distinguish themselves by hard work. It doesn’t even matter you never spoke English growing up, the point is that we need to do something about developing ourselves.

  15. Tope, you are too kind!!! Thanks for taking time to come out here, register and drop a comment.You have made my day!!!

  16. This is good Ope.So many fresh graduates out there who can’t string a sentence correctly.Keep it up.

  17. Ope, looks like you went to ‘hire’ your friends to clog up the site. lol
    I like your piece (had a similar experience with a senior in sec. sch) but I think that given Mr. Olumide’s stand on education, he should have reprimanded her instead of laughing.

    Nice work still.

    1. For some weird reason I cannot fathom, I can’t vote for your entry.

  18. OMG!

    why didnt i write dis
    this is absolutely of the chain
    u dropped it like its was smoking real hot.

    na u win d contest?

  19. Thanks for reading and commenting.

    I didn’t win but the story got an honourable mention, which is a personal victory to me.

  20. Sorry I’m commenting quite late. Nice short story that paints a picture of what it was like then and now. But I feel you could have made the contrast quite stronger juxtaposing certain elements that would be glaring from then and now.
    Maybe if you had worked on that, you might have gotten second postion if not won.

    Still it was a pleasant read with a lighthearted end to it.

    1. Thanks a lOt Afronuts.I agree completely with your comment, and would put your views in mind in future writing endeavours.

  21. @easylife2
    what brilliance……………..

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