If you haven’t figured it out yet, here’s a free hint; this post is not about a book. But let’s pretend it is, and let’s call the author Youu-Dee-S.
A secondary school leaver just got admission to study at a university. Even though she applied to study Animal Science, she got admission to read BSC Coacroch and Housefly Biology. The two seem similar so she accepts the offer. In her level 200, she’s 100% convinced that no job in Ghana requires a BSC in Coacroch and Housefly Biology. Her heart is filled with regrets and her eyes with pepper. Youu-Dee-S just happened to her- SHE WEEPS!
A level 200 student has just returned from Nana Okum nipa community. TTFPP (Third Trimester Field Practicals Program) has just ended and he would like to apply for a scholarship for continuing students. He opens his student portal only to find out that the school is yet to upload results from last year’s exams. He can not proceed with the scholarship application. His heart is filled with grief and his eyes with pepper. Youu-Dee-S has happened to him and - HE WEEPS!.
The results are out finally. Everyone is excited but Ali. He has F chains in his portal even though he scored above average in all his mid-trimester exams. He confronts the examination officer of the university. The officer admits that it’s certainly a mistake but Ali has to pay $100 before they can commence the script remarking process. Even the wealthiest man in Ali’s village can not afford a random $100.
Ali stares at his portal with a dark heart of despair and pepper in his eyes. Youu-Dee-S has happened to him and- HE WEEPS!
A sudden lights-out happened in the middle of a 2 pm class. The only two rusted ceiling fans in the hall stop rotating and the temperature in the classroom is more than where they bake bread. The heat alone can boil yam. The students are burning, they are sweating like thieves. There’s pepper in their eyes. Youu-Dee-S just happened to them and- THEY WEEP!
One may ask, who is Youu-Dee-S? Well, it depends on who’s answering.
To a penitent secondary school graduate who failed to score good grades in Wacce, Youu-Dee-S may be a man of relief.
To an aimless secondary school leaver who just wants to go to a university, Youu-Dee-S may incredibly be an expense.
To a victim in level 200, Youu-Dee-S is a lean man filled with stress, regrets, and uncertainty.
In the books of final-year students who are yet to complete their projects, Youu-Dee-S is the weeping man who shed tears for the happy, soon-to-cry.
To the government, Youu-Dee-S may be just another asset.
If you ask the internet, Youu-Dee-S is or is somehow aligned with the following words “was established in 1992 by the government of Ghana with a view to accelerating the development of the then 3 Northern Regions of Ghana (the Northern, Upper East and Upper West Regions)” source.
But in reality, Youu-Dee-S is all of the above and non of the above.
The house of Youu-Dee-S is a lonely building that few guests who enter ever leave or at least leave with their hearts still in their chests. It Is an institution consecrated to the faith of the wicked men.
If one wants a bed in the house of Youu-Dee-S, a fair results from WACCE and a huge sum of cash may pay the price. As what that may be, those who pay it, rarely speak of it.
So make no mistake, the moment you accept the Youu-Dee-S offer, all the forms of comfort in your life are gone. Perhaps not the same day, or even a year later, or maybe not even whilst you’re still an undergraduate. But soon. Soon!
By Default, Youu-Dee-S pays all his debts. Not in cash or gold, but in the kind currency of premium pepper.
Men across the world cry for many reasons, but behind every withered eye of a young man from the north stands Youu-Dee-S, the institute of premium pepper.
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