My 3 Years Experience At The College Of Education --- Fesojaiye Adebayo

One of the just graduated student of Tai solarin college of education had just written on what he had experienced so far since day one in campus. He sent the article to Onenigeriablog through the Whatsapp Instant Messenger. 

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At last the long anticipated day came and I arrived at what would be my home away from home for years..  Excited at first, incredulousy, I began to miss the sister I loved to torture when evening came and my victim was not around what would I spend time doing now??  Glancing around my miniscule room until I slept off..

I got up early the next morning due to an improper sleep during the previous night.. It was due to the anxiety to start fresh with my new life after waiting endlessly for university a mission.. Entering Tasce then as a new student, I was determine to be the best in whatever is that I do, so that I would have something to be proud of in the pages of my life...

My first day at school, I had hoped e everything would go on smoothly, the admission stuffs and all necessary things… But It was the other way round as I spent the whole day processing my admission.. All thanks to a secondary school pal who helped with the processing.. I was given English as a course to study.. I was happy, but the mystery behind the Double major in the English became one to be unraveling... Never knew what the double major means or stand for ... After going through the rigorous of admission process, I  was told there is more at the permanent site (P. S) and I would be receiving lectures there.. To my dismay I was told I would have to trek the road every day from home...

Having trekked from the main campus to Permanent school, I was intrigued by the sights and sounds of big girls.. I was just walking  aimlessly all over the school for the thrill of it and I remember running into two of my secondary schools pals as we jambites were looking for places to photocopy this or submit that and we formed an instant partnership... 

Getting to class,  it was pretty much obvious we were all jambito. I didn't know anyone in class except Alase kehinde I met during my admission process.. I could remember Vividly my first  General course lecture in Tasce, I saw many new students just like me, the (college hall)which I later got to know was full with students here and there... Getting to English department,  The H.O.D came to introduce himself and some other English Lectures who gave us their course outlines and also admonish us on the challenges ahead of us and to prepare us for the task ahead.  

I could remember one sunny day at main campus, after a rigorous day at the lecture room, I was so tired that I hardly notice some set of students sitting under the big tree In front of school of voted office.. There were five of them sitting under the shed, maybe they  observed I was a jambite   I was called, after sries of questions and arguments I was told to release everything on me including my cell phones and the money I had on me.. I was still humming and refusing to comply. Next thing I hear was "Gbam" a hot slap on my face, I felt my ear ringing, chai, that day was almost the most embarrassing day of my life on campus,  everyone was looking in our direction and I was looking like a dummy.. I will never forget that idiot's face, still looking forward to mess Him up one day.. I have eventually let it go sha..

For the past three years which I became a college student.  I did not expect the unexpected.. I thought of having bigger responsibilities, more complicated project's and so on.. And yes I was positive... Doing it to 25 or 26 courses per semester is not an easy task.. But we thank God... I could still remember my first drama presentation of our dpt. After the final paper in our first year. Mrs Okueso  asked to wait.. We were all ruminating on what she wanted to tell us... Then she dropped the biggest bomb.

"You are all presenting a drama presentation on the stage.  So as you are all going home go look for a particular culture and learn their cultures and norms.  You are to pay at least around three thousand naira" was like a dream to many of us because no one knew what the course entails.. We all thought its one of the subject we did while in secondary school... To face the crowd is problems to me talk less of dancing and singing in Edo dialect.  The night before the D day,  I had planned on drinking hard gin that will enable me to face the crowd.. On the D - day I forgot the alcoholic drink at home, I was initially sad but after much words of encouragement from a friend like a brother to me, I Muster up the courage to give it anything. Thank God it was fun... As I was even more confident.. 

History will never our one and only amiable Dean of students affairs Mr Adekoya  (Nowo e soke) as  students used to call him. Guess the Name was given to him for his strictness in making sure peace reign in the school and ensuring a friendly relations among the students... This man daresay he was  being over protective and wicked for his strictness.. His  large heart will not permit him to neglect anyone...

Getting into 200l we are already relishing of becoming the sophomores who though they had it all figured out.  We are confident that we were prepared to take over the graduating seniors and we couldn't wait to rule the school.. A minute silence to a course mate and a lecturer of English dpt Tomiwa and Mr Otenaike both of blessed memories.. I pray May their souls rest in perfect peace (Amen )... They've both impart some much into my life....

I could still remember my first micro teaching.. I never knew what it Entails or what to do,  I was feeling shy that I forgot my instructional materials that I intend to use on the front desk whereas I am supposed to attach on the black board for all to see..

Having passed the hurdles of micro teaching, My heart sank each time I remember am still going for my teaching practice but I was confident I would scale through having passed through all the rigorous of drama presentation since I was in year one...

fesojaiye adebayo

If I say thanks to a person who actually shapes my personality today is no other person than the H.O.D of English Dpt Chuma Okoye.. His last words "you must be successful "still echoes in my heart... I say thank you sire.  Mr Babatunde The Dean of languages, Mrs makinde, Mr Apari, Mrs Odeneye, Mrs Okueso, Mrs Oshikomaya and to all others lectures I say thank you very much.. Your words of encouragement are still driving me crazy...

And now here we stand our rile is over and it's up to the next class to step into our shoes and take over.. To everyone who has contributed to my life in English dpt and Tasce as a whole, I celebrate you all, may we live to be celebrated. Your labors are not forgotten over me.  I wish everyone the best u dream for them. We will surely meet at the top...

Whenever I reminisce, it shoves the loneliness inside me. I can feel my stomach twitching when I think about them - my coursemates    Deji, Ahmed, Kemmi, Dami coded, marcelina, ibk Mars, Tolu, Ope just to mention but a few.. See you at the top...

Compiled by : Adebayo Folagbade Fesojaiye

(English dpt 300l)