Yadingo cried as he had never cried before. He found it hard to believe that his stay in college had come to an end.
He loved the institution. It was his dream college He had worked for it; and prayed for it; and both his hard work and prayers had been rewarded. He was among the few who passed the interview to go to the prestigious institution.
Great was his joy when this happened. He saw a bright future for himself. He knew he would keep soaring higher and higher; and for that, he thanked God.
Unfortunately, his joy was short lived. Small as the school fees was, his father could not afford it; and the principal asked him to leave. He had no choice but to obey.
First, he wailed as if someone had died. Then packed his bag and left.
(To be continued)