There is this feeling of happiness that I experience whenever I do something beyond what I could do normally to some people, especially those who truly deserve it. I love to help and protect people when I need to and it gives me this satisfaction to help out in my way and when I hear responses like, "Thank you, Busayo for doing this for me. I never expected it but you went all the way which I am so glad. If not for you, this would have happened" and this makes me fulfilled that I have done my quota to save or help someone.
I have protected and helped people but I would love to share this with you. Aside from my family whom I so much love, there are a few friends I love too and are closer to me than anything else. I don't make many friends but the few I have around me are ones I can help and would go to lengths to protect them when I have the capacity.
There was this one friend who I usually call my bestie while in the University because she has earned my trust in her. We lived in the same compound and everyone already knew how close we were. I was in 300 level at that time while she was in 200. It was during that moment when our results were being released on our group chats. I saw all of mine and was excited. I went to show her my results because it is what we do, she also showed me the ones that were released.
There was this particular course she was waiting for because she knew she would get a good grade in it as she did her best in the exam. She kept praying and told me to assist her in prayer too. I even teased her and asked, "Is it the one that result is out already that you want me to pray on?" We laughed at it but within her, she was afraid.
It wasn't as if others had seen theirs while hers was missing. I kept comforting her until we went to our rooms to sleep for the night. The next day came which was on a Friday morning. I had some things I had planned out to do for the day and while I was just resting on my bed, I heard a knock and it was my friend. When I opened the door, I saw how her eyes were red; she had cried all her eyes out. I asked what happened and she said the result she was waiting for came out last night and she saw an "F" in it. She tried to check well and discovered they didn't record her exam score which got her scared. She said she could have called me last night but noticed I would have slept. That means she didn't even sleep at all but was thinking about it and was crying. Her script got missing.
She begged me to follow her to the school as she was afraid to go alone. I thought about my plans and how it would affect me if I didn't step back to do it, still, she was my friend and not someone I could leave to her fate. I said to her that if not that she was big in my hands, I wouldn't have gone, not when I had things to do. What I meant here was that if not for the bond we have together, and not just someone random, I wouldn't have followed. I dressed up and we began the journey inside the school.
We went from office to office begging lecturers to help us in this matter. My friend could not speak again as all that was coming out was her stammering while tears had blocked her voice. I became her spokesman and begged those who could help us in the matter. Finally, we got to meet a lecturer who agreed to follow us to beg the lecturer in charge of the course.
The lecturer of the course was a strict man who wouldn't accept any plea but told my friend to accept her fate and resit the exam next year. If not for the other lecturer who went with us to beg, it wouldn't have been easier for us. Then, the big task came in.
According to the man, we would have to start searching for her script out of the hundreds of scripts that were seated on the floor in his office just to prove she sat for the exam. Still, my friend was crying. I told her to wipe her tears so we could start searching as we were given just a limited time to do that. It wasn't easy as we kept on looking for her script, taking leaflets upon the other until we finally found her script.
They misplaced her script which affected her with a carryover, but thanks to God and the lecturer who eventually agreed to go beg the owner of the course. This thing took more than 6 hours in the school. I almost got sad about this occurrence but had to swallow it down and remind myself that what I did that day was something worthwhile. Who would have left his or her work for six hours trying to help someone else? In the end, her script was recorded which pushed her grade to a "B." At this time, she had stopped crying.
While we were going home, she kept thanking me and saying if not for me, she wouldn't have gone to that extent, especially going to meet different lecturers to help us and they kept turning us down until one agreed to help us. She said she would have given up when she had begged a lecturer or two without a positive response, but my presence with her made things easier and yielded good results. As she kept on saying that, I was smiling and felt fulfilled doing such a great thing to help her with what had to do with her academics and not her carrying a course over.
I didn't know I could do such a thing because I am never one to start begging lecturers and it is why I don't do things that would bring trouble to my doorstep or be a victim of a missing script just like her.
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