Chapter Fourteen A GIRL FROM EHOMBA MOUNTAIN WHO WANTS TO ACHIEVE SOMETHING

 

Chapter Fourteen

A GIRL FROM EHOMBA MOUNTAIN WHO WANTS TO ACHIEVE SOMETHING

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FROM THE MOUNTAIN TO THE CITY LIGHTS

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We tried not to be overly sad but to cherish the memories we had with Kenaa. On Saturday, we talked about her for the majority of the day. On Sunday, I spent the day at home and contemplated many things, but my education was the thing that kept coming to mind the most. I knew it would not be simple, but I had to get myself together and prepare for my first day of school. Now that I am formally enrolled at UNAM, I tried to recapture the enthusiasm I felt three weeks prior when I was a young woman traveling by Mai’s Quantum known (oumbesi waPuwo) to Windhoek to pursue her Bachelor of Laws. When I looked at my schedule, my first class was scheduled to begin at 10:30.

 However, how could I avoid her? I got ready at exactly 08:00 as she requested, and by 08:30, I was on the campus grounds. My aunt had woken me up at precisely 06:00 and told me to be ready by 08:00 as she wanted to go drop me off at school on my first day. On my first day of classes at Unam, I went to sit in the cafeteria by myself while I waited for Tjipaa and Ndjona-Top to arrive. As I was there, I noticed that many men (including some younger men) were actually glancing at me. I wasn't surprised by this, though, as I now knew that I was a beauty and that the key to handling men who want to screw me is to remain cool and collected.

I was seated next to a young man who offered to buy me coffee, which I gratefully accepted. Given that it was our first meeting, we talked for a bit while he shared a few details about himself with me. He was a young, educated, gorgeous man who revealed that he is a lecturer and that this is his first year of teaching. The young man kindly stood up and said farewell, "It was a pleasure talking to you Nguaendomuua, and I hope to see you again soon." It was a very brief conversation since Tjipaa and Ndjona-Top arrived just as we were busy getting to know each other.

 I just gazed at him as he walked out of the cafeteria and murmured, "You take care of that beautiful grin now. How frequently do you see a young, black, attractive, and intelligent guy? Something about this guy stood out. Tjipaa questioned me as Ndjona-Top and Tjipaa sat down next to me, "Mmmh he looks like he wanted more than just to buy you coffee, can't you tell when a guy likes you or what? " I simply replied, "A guy who offered to buy me coffee," and that was it. I explained, "Oh, I just thought he was being kind to me. Ndjona-Top, however, was having a rough day because earlier in the morning she received a call from her boss telling her not to come to work any longer because she had allegedly been "fired".

CotaMa-Cups was dead, as you recall, he was the man who lavished money on her, and now to add to her misery she had no job and that meant no salary for her as well. Forget the fact that we were sitting in the cafeteria having coffee and there were people not so far behind us, she started losing it, "That old man is just stupid," she said. I'll see him after school because he can't simply throw me away like that. Matu kutwa kumwe tjiri, she said, "He can't just use me like toilet paper and flush me down the drain when he's done using me.

That was Ndjona-"never Top's say die" attitude for you, I guess. But I now began to wonder if she was referring to other unethical favours when she used to talk to me about her profession and how occasionally she would do me a favour. If that were the case, I wasn't surprised because it is probably how she ended up working as the CEO of one of Namibia's best firms' personal assistants. I was with him in his office, and he just fired me.

We had finished breakfast, and it was time for class. I was anxious for my first lecture, but when you are well-liked on campus, people will hear and know about every little thing that happens in your home, sometimes down to the last detail happening in your bathroom. I wasn't referring to myself; I was referring to the ozondjona-ozotops, but many people respected me because I was a member of the group. The girls were popular on campus, not to mention that they were among the most attractive women on campus, and I was one of them when we briefly hung out in between classes and saw how everyone was watching us. Several people came to express their condolences for our loss, and Tjipaa and Ndjona-Top couldn't stop receiving them. Even individuals who didn't know me directly hugged me; since word on campus spreads like wildfire, I became the new Ndjona-Tops.

Academically speaking, my first day of classes went well; the lecturers and I were both well-prepared. I was having so much fun in class that, even when I saw Tusu's face on the SRC placard poster hanging in the hallways, it was as if I had forgotten about him; I simply didn't let the stress in my life keep me from focusing on my studies. It was the fine young man I had coffee with in the cafeteria this morning standing on the podium, just about to introduce himself. "I welcome you all to the class of Introduction to Law, I will be your lecturer for the year, and my name is Tuku Tjamahuue," he said as he introduced himself. "After a brief chill with the girls, I was heading for my last class. When I entered the classroom, I couldn't believe my eyes.

It felt unpleasant when he noticed me as I entered the room because I wasn't anticipating that, much less that he would be my lecturer. I prayed the time would pass quickly and that he would finish his talk because it was awkward that he couldn't take his eyes off me. Immediately after he finished, I was unable to get away from him; before I could, he called and asked me to stay for a while. "Just because I am your lecturer does not change the fact that I and you had a wonderful and sweet conversation this morning and as you know, I didn't know you were going to be in my class, so I still intend to have coffee with you and ask you out if you would go out with me," he said. Wow, Tuku. I liked him in the cafeteria, but I wasn't sure how much longer I would like him in class, so I said I would think about it.

The only issue I had with him was that back at my school in the village, when we heard of students dating school teachers, it was a very serious offense; it resulted in the teacher being suspended or expelled, and the learner was seen as an outcast. I was amused and intrigued by his humor, and he displayed a mysterious and fascinating quality. The focus was on "hands-off learners" today. This situation was a bit different; we had open conversations, I loved him, and since it was still university, I had a few wicked thoughts. He gave me a pretty tight hug as soon as our chat ended, and I left.

I went to visit my cousin, and that afternoon Tjipaa and I went with her to her former boss's office to confront him. It was her idea to have a backup in case things didn't go according to plan, so we stormed into his office (actually, she stormed in and we just stepped in behind her). I could see the expression on that man's face; it appeared as though he had just seen a ghost, and that ghost was Ndjona-Top, who is both a wildcard and a character. "I just want to let you know that you cannot just decide to get rid of me like that. You cannot just write me off like that like some old scrapped car, or use me like I'm toilet paper. After all the times that I have been fucking you right in this very office you want to dismiss me? Vemuu; kohungire owatjiri, Vemuu is Ndjona-Top.

My cousin said, "I want you to send N$100,000 to my account right away, or I'll tell your wife everything about us," and she sat down on his desk. The man appeared shocked, perhaps wondering what kind of girl he got himself engaged with. He attempted to counterattack by saying Ndjona-Top lacked evidence to support her claims. Do you realize the kind of harm I can do you, muatje oove movere oviyoze? Are you threatening me or something? He yelled, "Now leave my office, you little slut, before I ask security to come and eject you. Ndjona-Top removed a flash from her bag and placed it in his laptop. She then started playing a video, but because Tjipaa and I were positioned across from his desk, we were unable to see what was being played. However, because we could hear two people speaking and other sounds, we assumed she was playing a pornographic clip.

 Mr. Tjambi, the man, began yelling and threatening Ndjona-Top, daring her not to even consider saying a word to his wife. At this time, his wife had just entered his office and heard the noises coming from there. "What's going on in here?," she yelled angrily as she saw Ndjona-Top sitting on her husband's desk. No worries, dear, this girl here has just been fired and she is not taking the news well. Clearly, she does not understand what competence means, Mr. Tjambi retorted. Tjipaa and I exchanged shocked glances at this point, but it came as no surprise to me at all because, by this point, I was well aware of my cousin's abilities.

 We watched as the drama queen put her skills to the test. Ndjona-Top prompted the man to consider the work they were carrying out, saying, "It is all on the USB and if you don't mind I will just leak it on the net, I understand I don't work here anymore but I will be waiting for my payment, consider it an early retirement package for me," before grinning at him. Since Ndjona-Top did not take any chances that she was present, the wife could probably not understand Ndjona-Top attitude, and I could tell Mr. Tjambi had a lot of explaining to do, I watched as the man staggered in his chair and his wife looked at us like we were girls without any respect. My cousin made her point very clear.

We left in Tjipaa's BMW but were intrigued as to what was on the memory stick; Ndjona-Top only clarified that it was a brief film that she and the elderly man had made while working late. Tjipaa then asked her what she meant "Did you not videotape yourself doing a silly move with that man in his office? Hooo!" You won't believe the things I am capable of, my buddy, I knew this day was coming so I had to find something to negotiate with, every female wants security, you know, men are dogs. It will only be a matter of time before he calls, she continued.

N$100 million. Heee, "okakambe," that was Ndjona-Top for you.

The End.

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

A GIRL FROM EHOMBA MOUNTAIN WHO WANTS TO ACHIEVE SOMETHING

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FROM THE MOUNTAIN TO THE CITY LIGHTS

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