The car is slow anyway.It slows down some more because of the bumps in the road .The owner of the car is Pelumi; the steering wheel seems grouchy,grouchy like its owner.Then he stops at the antartic,the grouchy fellow is fortunate as his fellow Penguins is right there.Tossing their heads up and down as they run their black and white skin through the tip of his hands -seems like their emperor penguin is around,so no dull moment.Already he has taken out an apple pie from his pocket; he shares it among them to show that he admires their condescension and affability.
Even if Malia had not seen Pelumi and his fellow Penguins in her dreams, no one would have doubted the fact that she wet her ink and have her dreamy adventure posted on some American Billboard.Like the way those Penguins spend half of their lives both on land and in the sea,Victor has his hands on every Lawyering pie.Appears quiet but can sift through minds like some yam flour sieve.
He hops in his car; it seems the car is not going to go any slower as before.The Penguinic liquor has replaced the petrol in the car’s petrol tank, so what else? He stops at the Faculty of Law,University of Ibadan.The car is already out of sight, some Penguinic wind hide it under that refreshing tree at the back of the general office.As if he cares, the grouchy fellow dashes to the large classroom that everyone would kiss first before seeing the faculty of law in reality… Eyes down,glasses hanging on his eyes down too as he settles for the back seat in the classroom.Of course,it is time to feast on Law textbooks – Everybody! Stand back.His countenance tells that reddest tale.
Malia Williams; for fifteen hours a day, she would work like a countenance detector that navigates through the outward and inward actions of people.she gets paid well to cover all the basics; knowing the right persons that fits in with her values through navigation,that’s her precious pay.Unfortunately,that navigation fails her umpteen times because of deformation; she discerns the outward actions accurately but camouflage pours yam flour in her cassava flakes in uncountable times.That is what you get when you try to read everyone’s mind; such gross impossibility.
The Penguin dream flashes in her memory when a middle sized paper surfaces on her right hand; it has ‘TeamPenguin’ written boldly on it,some political fireworks.Who is TeamPenguin? So she thought.Her own thoughts fades into the background as Willy screams ‘Penguin’ from the back of the class. I heard Pelumi screams ‘ Donkey’ to Willy, some eatable catchphrase that Pelumi makes his naughty course mates chew when they misbehave. Is Pelumi actually TeamPenguin? Pelumi meets Malia’s gaze,he is not being patronising but it is her moment to shine.She mutters Penguin faintly and twists her index finger to some Penguin taste,like a thought-provoking caricature.I know it is a cliche to say he smiles with the hollow space in his teeth but he did smile with his teeth when he drowns himself in Malia’s mimics.
Law101 is not going to hold anymore; One hour and fifty minutes is far spent and the lecturer is no where to be found.Every road leads to Law Library.Pelumi clenches his teeth as he feels the class slide,he catches Law fever somehow.He takes a deep breath, relaxes his jaw and packs his Law textbooks cum jotter in his middle aged backpack. Actually,he packs the textbooks in his bag but in reality,it is nearly arranged in his brain.Malia’s jotter and Law textbooks is laid out along with fresh black and red pens, all ready for her in the library.The grouchy fellow heads for the upper library, the one that harbours those aged English Law reports.The air seems coolest at this time,you would think it promises tranquility but some bird – like people is already chattering away right beside her.The rustle of papers from behind grabs her attention.Hence the rustle comes from the masculine hands of Pelumi.Does someone inflicted with Law fever rebels that much ? Law fever rebels to the extent of dragging Pelumi from upstairs to litter Malia’s ears.Her intention: Clasp the Nigerian Law reports in Pelumi’s hands and question his cat-like actions; Logical meowing that disturbs her peace.The scenic structure of the Library reflects at her and he does not care.His ladened backpack hangs over his back,black ear piece blocks his ears on behalf of him and he walks out of the library; those accessories knows their position already,how funny.
Pelumi is in fact a Judge in the students’ world.The day he becomes a Judge or probably a great Lawyer in the outside world is really going to count.The day he takes an oath to value our legal system and believe it with the core of his being.The day he starts paying due regard to our legal system but in a different twist,a Penguinic twist.Independent, bright, unique and committed twist; attributes you would find in Penguins.