The Final Examination

“Students of Ikeja Academy,” said the headmistress. “Welcome to your final examination.” Atinuke looked around the great hall at her fellow students. Eighty students, four classes of twenty, had filed into the hall over the course of the last five minutes. They were all clothed identically, in the school uniform of the Academy, but wore a diverse range of emotions on each of their faces. This was a momentous day for all of them. It was also a day shrouded in mystery. “The world we live in is so very different to the one I grew up in,” the headmistress continued. “It is our job as educators to prepare you to contribute to this budding new society.” A feeling of butterflies fluttered aroun...View all