The need to attempt a review of
our mind boggling visit to the PH Shopping Mall is really exciting…thanks to
the help of the Trinity. Dear readers, you will be getting double dose of the
entire excursion episode in this newsletter, because we have painstakingly
chronicled everything that happened at the Spar; adding to it a mould of
melodrama for good measures.
We have written to amuse, inform
and narrate the excursion experience. So relax as we take you on an
intellectual trip down the memory lane. On that day, we were so neatly dressed
like never before. The buses were decorated with the school’s logo and it was
really fun when we saw the school drivers packing in cartoons of biscuits and
maltina into the buses. Wow! Students like biscuits!
Our journey from the school premises down to the Shopping Mall was not really fun, no thanks to the endless traffic congestion in the garden city that seems to have defiled every possible solution. Anyway, we made do with what we had because we didn’t have any other option. We managed to overcome the traffic hurdle and before we could shout: GOJEHOTA! We were already at the Spar. Thank God! We made it at last!
On arrival, old friends,
especially classmates were chatting up, new friends were meeting as usual, and
some seeming ‘strangers’ were staring at each other anticipating who will make
the first move. All of a sudden we heard a thunderous sound: “all of you, queue up immediately”! It
was our Coordinator, with the might of a war veteran, little wonder; he nearly
tore the walls apart. I was amazed at the moment, confused yet still amazed.
Obviously, within a twinkle of an
eye, we are already inside the Mall. Right inside the mall was the picture
fest; and we struck all sorts of poses, made all sorts of faces and said all
sorts of cheese while the camera clicked away blinding us with its flash. The
Spar was everything it promised to be and even more. In our typical GOJEHOTA
manner, we broke into small groups and did our shopping. Thanks to our parents
for equipping us sufficiently with cash. It was little shopping here, a little
ride there, and some games was all that was needed to complete our shopping
experiences.
It was really grand and fun
filled as the students saw many beautiful things of life. The ‘Escalator’ experience
for some students was worth the money spent, in fact, it soothed us
‘pitter-patter’; the hullabaloo was understandable expected; and some students
for the first time in their lives entered the lifts to different parts of the
building. Awww!
Ermm…, it was also an ample
opportunity for some students to shop and get some basic things which they
needed as part of their up-keep in the hostel. Sadly, some students didn’t go
there with any money. Anyway, maybe that affected the extent they enjoyed the outing.
We appeal to parents to always equip their children with money anytime we are
embarking on such a memorable experience.
One would have taught that the
excursion would last forever, but it didn’t, minutes turned into hours, and
before we know it, another voice came, : “It’s
time to go back to school”. Hurriedly, like Cinderella, we left the Spar,
and promised to come back soonest after such beautiful experiences.
Written by:
Salami Oluwatamilore, Nzereogu GodsFavour & Michael Queen Esther.
JS2
Nice writeup. How are we sure that these children actually wrote this?
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