Act two, scene four

The teaching hall is sectioned with planks. Patrick lags behind the heels of the head teacher. He is delved in his mobile phone. A humorous laughter thundered after Patrick's introduction. They conversed as follows:

HEAD TEACHER: Students, here is Patrick. He is a corper like the maidens.

STUDENTS: (Bursts into laughter)..... Pakrik.

ABISOLA: (Exclaims) Patrick not Pakrik.

HEAD TEACHER: ( Pointing amidst faint smiles) That's your class.

PATRICK: Abi! Bola! How una dey?

STUDENTS: Hello Sir!

PATRICK: I'm Corper Patrick. May I know your names?

RADEKE: My name is Radeke.

ÒKÚDÙ: I'm Òkúdù.

ADIO: I'm Adio, the only son of Baba Eleja.

PATRICK. (Smiles) ....... and you? (pointing to Shalewa)

SHALEWA: I'm Shalewa, Radeke's half sister.

PATRICK: All good. Can I get a sheet?

ÒKÚDÙ: To put down our names, right?

PATRICK: Yes. You've guessed right!. I love that.

---- The school departs at midday. Hawking is a culture among the people of Ijoko. A surge of these school children toil in the markets to fetch some money for their parents. In the scorching sun, in garments of sweat balls, in a market like home; all these has to be done anyway ----