"What should I do?" Sola asked himself. Different answers came rushing in: 'Just kill yourself, death is better than shame. You can see the detergent at that corner, all you need do is to swallow it'.

Another thought came into his mind: 'Confess to your parents, you know you don't have to check the result. You know you already failed, just tell them and beg for their forgiveness'. Still another thought: "Run away!! run away to where no one would be able to get you, run from this disgrace, run.....' Sola's thoughts were however, interupted by his father's voice fron the backyard, it came so sudden that he nearly dropped his phone:
"Sola sé ó tí wo ni." (Sola haven't you check it?).
Barely able to find his voice, Sola replied, "Almost sir."

The pressure was becoming more, Sola knew he had to act fast. If he hesitated a bit longer, his father might start being uneasy. He looked at the phone, he could feel the longitudinal waves on his palm, but then from no where, he suddenly remembered the pastor's sermon that sunday. The sermon was about faith, he could still hear the pastor's voice vividly in his head:
"Jesus said if thou wouldst believe and shall not doubt in your heart, thou wouldst see the glory of the lord. Sola looked at the phone again and despite himself said "Jesus I believe."

After this, Sola like the blind Bartholomew walking to Jesus, pressed the unlock button, he then drew his unlock pattern. His mother's picture showed as the homepage wallpaper and then his fears rose again but somehow he still found himself going on. He opened the Apps menu and it was his father's picture he met as the wallpaper, his fear tried to rise again but in a way he couldn't explain he still continued. He had to scroll five screens before reaching where the UC browser app was. After a bit hesitation, he swallowed his saliva and then clicked on the app. His heartbeat by then was surely above100 beats per minute. He fought valiantly against all negative thoughts as the browser booted. He then took a final look upward and that was it, there was no going back, it was either now or never. He entered in 'www.waecdirectonline.org' and in a jiffy the page came loading in, the bright purple and brown colours of the page seemed to be smiling at him. He took a deep breath and then clicked on the 'check result' button. He filled in the details, he needed no consultation as he knew all his particulars off hand.

This time it seemed as if the network was on holiday. While loading, Sola closed his eyes while his heart took a much deep circulation: The right ventricles were quickly sending the de-oxygenated blood through the pulmonary artery into the lungs and the pulmonary vein almost immediately brought the oxygenated blood from the lungs into the left auricle. The bicuspid valve quickly opened and in quick succession, the thickest part: the left ventricle pumped with all its vigour and with great pressure sent the blood into the aorta. Sola's heartbeat was surely more than 120 beats per minute. Sola opened his eyes just in time to meet the result displaying. Like the bullet time in 'Matrix',everything became suspended, he could hear his breathe. In a jiffy he went straight to mathematics, it was number five on the list and then HE SAW IT. As if the suspense had been lifted Sola with all his strength leapt and shouted, he had passed, yes passed not failed, he shouted with all his might. Any body 5km away would surely had heard him. The mother who was fast asleep woke up, his father came running in_

The rest was celebration and jubilations. His parents were very happy. The father was singing and praising his son:
"My son am very proud of you. at last your dream of being a medical Engineer has....."
"Baba Sola, I have told you severely that it is not Medical Engineer. It is Mechanical Doctor."
Sola could not stop laughing at his parents argument,after calming down, he corrected them "Both of you are wrong, it is Mechanical Engineer"
"Anyways, whether mechanical or medical, all I know is that you have passed, congrats my son 'omo ekun ekun ni jo..." Sola's father continued to praise his son.

Sola and his parents were very happy. Mr. Aina, the butcher had arrived just in time and Sola's father went to meet him. Sola's mother rolled and rolled and rolled on the floor thanking and thanking and praising God. Sola stood still, he was still astonished and couldn't believe it, he was checking to see if he had not been asleep. It was still a dream to him, he couldn't have imagined it, if perhaps he had thought of passing mathematics, the best he could have ever imagined was a C6 grade but here he was. Not C6, not C5, but C4. It was indeed a miracle. He then lifted up his eyes as he had done in the zero hour in the examination hall and he began to bless God, to thank him. It was him, there was no doubt, he knew it. He was eternally grateful to God.

*Note: the last sequel would be released by God's grace 8.00pm tomorrow 1st of August.......comments, likes, shares are very much welcomed. Thanks