life in ozoro polytechnic ,a story by eliboy
*MY LIFE IN OZORO POLYTECHNIC* *EPISODE 3* The journey was about 2 hours drive, I alighted from the bus and thereafter dialed Jerry’s number to inform him of my arrival and he quickly rushed down to pick me. Getting to his house, he has already prepared Banga soup which is my favorite soup; I was surprise because the jerry I know can’t boil water not to talk of cooking Banga soup. He later confess that a girl in the hostel who he has been banging (lashing) helped him and said he will introduce me to her later after mentioning her name to be Aghogho. I wasn’t interested in his explanation as my stomach was biting me badly. I reach for a breakable plate and served myself, I ate in rush because I didn’t take anything before leaving Warri; the gala and lacasera I bought at one of the army check point while coming, my so called friend Rukky collected it when I ask her if she cares, deep inside me I taught she will even say thanks am okay (girl...