The stellar class.

The people of Oliha saw great light. The traders, mostly the elderly came in large numbers, and left rejoicing. Pharmacy students always leave a mark; good marks for posterity to pride on. Although, the crowd almost got out of control, yet the students soon controlled them appropriately. Nice.

This rally raised many solutions. It was timely and properly managed. The initial venue had been corrupted by ragamuffins. Thugs were doing what they know to do best; fighting with guns and live bullets. Hence the pharmacy students could not go close to ring road axis of Benin. Else, they administer their drugs to themselves. But the new venue was a better option.

Thanks to all those who turned out for the program. Especially the 300 level class. They are the stellar class. The 300 level class outnumbered all other levels present. Even, they outnumbered the class of the president. It is rarely so. It wasn’t just a miracle to find a class (300 level) committed to such humanitarian service but it was also a terrible reality to find a class (500 level) so unaware, and with such tiny-littleness of willingness to offer humanitarian services. They were like the sycophants in Jesus’s triumphant entry into Jerusalem. But as Jesus told the Pharisees; ‘stones could replace humans when human’s decides to shut their lips’. The majority of the 500 level class shut their knowledge. Hence they were replaced. 

While we relish the public show of charitable heroism by the 300 level class, we regrettably pine away in the low-down unpatriotic patriotism of the 500 level class. One class has shown unity and indivisibility. The other showed an acute form of accumulated malfeasance. The 300 class were clad in unity and purposeful goals. But the 500 level class were clad in individuality and corrupted love. 

But one is still a political virgin. And the other, is marked with strains of political cleavages; like a virgin raped off her political sensibility. The 500 level class hold strong to a clique of individual orientation. It is a crazy orchestra of broken rhythm in a class consisting of ‘blood brothers.’ Shame. Hope they change and restitute for this pharmaceutical monstrosity. These little humanitarian services we render, sometimes are what protects our sanity in this horror ridden clime that we currently live in.

Talking about humanitarian services;

Prisca Anyakee is a pharmacist. Breaded in the great University of Benin; she has decided to give back to the society. She has emulated the benevolence of Dora Akunyili. She has extended the border of her profession to helping the illiterate, those ignorant about healthy living. If you are an ardent follower of her blog posts you would notice the things posted there are little information that could sometimes be the difference between the living and the dead. Doctors, Pharmacists and other health workers usually ignore such details. Little leavening they say, leaveneth the whole lump.

Prisca has decided to build an educative platform to spread the message about the importance of fitness, skin care, dieting and other necessary indices. Instead of posting obscene comments and statuses, many young persons can apply for mentorship from this amazon. Here is a pharmacist who cares about others. Follow Prisca Anyakee on www.prisschar.blogspot.com.

Ezekiel Efeobhokhan

500 level pharmacy.

University of Benin.

Edo State, Nigeria

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