And our fourth biochemical writer is one beautiful, smart young lady sought after by all and sundry....Hehehehe I see someone smirking, let me catch u first, She is very good with her figurative writing, I really hope she exhibited that in this her piece, If not she must write another one for us abi....Hope y'all are supporting this motion. Anyway enough of my half-baked grammar lets go straight to her piece entitled "MAY DAY". Oya let me give you guys small expo, She said she would write about Religion and Medicine.

Today at about 8:45am she rushes in, he's in her arms and she's screaming......
I'm still in my room staring into my screen lazily, grey's anatomy I'm stuck, intrigued.
Still I hear grandma shout the name of the lord, now this draws my attention and so i run, screams directing.

I see a man hold his son, calling the name of the lord "they won't take you away from me!" "they took her but they won't take you away from me" he says choked with agony. Quite immediate I thought.
Now while all these reactions seem quite appropriate at the moment nothing is being done about the child's condition, my uncle thinks its an attack, I certainly don't know what grandma thinks and the other people there are more clueless than I am, so I take my cousin from my uncle and realize he's running a temperature, he's heart rate is increased and he's almost convulsing. 

My diagnosis: Fever
Prescription: Paracetamol
Now the thing is, it needs to be administered par-enterally 300mg. I  ask my uncle to get his meds, its mostly antibiotics which could be useful at the moment but I don't even know the dosage to administer.
I am scared and confused!
In my confused state I administer 250mg of paracetamol.

THE RITUAL
She sprinkles oil on his face,dips her index finger in the bottle and presses it on his chest sketching a cross, oil on canvas, oil on skin...
She picks up a white handkerchief and ties it on his head,and she mutters a prayer...right there I think to myself, its of no use, he could die if he's not given medical attention immediately, at 3 his body just can't deal with it, he'll die!!
Just then I forget there's something bigger,someone bigger, all I believe in now is science, that which I can see.
Medicine, that which I can explain.
Where has my belief gone?
Do I not think he's able anymore?
I realize while taking shaky steps to see what's worse, I do not care. science? religion? Just be well little one
And with my gloves on i push the syringe. 

Oluoma Ali.

I hope you guys enjoyed reading her piece, sorry i forgot to mention, she also has a thing for big big grammar, so i hope she didn't use a lot of big big grammar. 

If am not mistaken this is our third writer, This young man back in our secondary school was my Deputy speaker of the then Student Representative Council.....Hehehe me I was the Clerk of House ooooo. This my hommie recently I have come to know him for his big big grammar, so I indulge you guys to keep your dictionary handy as you read this I would say fashion related piece he entitled "MADNESS TURNS TRENDY".

Quite unusual as it may be, it just dawned on me today that there was no direct correlation

between my mind and willingness to write. The will to write was there but then, the mind that

births the idea of what to write has been caged by the miserable darkness of boredom. ln a bid

of seeking for what next to do, my mind traveled wide through the path of intellectualism

churning out brims of ideas which dramatically was brought to an abrupt halt by the subtle

segregation of mind and will of which creates psychological construct for the possibility of the

'writer's block'. 

After much thought, l decided to surf for what's trendy in the fashion world. l was shocked to

the bones by the trendy fashion of "rag and bones/jean" what l had rather called "madness in

disguise". Describing this jean, some have openings at the knee which makes the knee cap

more vivid and crystal clear than any IMAX, HD, or 3D flim could ever hope to capture. Some

others have openings from the knee cap gearing towards the thigh and halts mid-way to the

abdominal region. Oh my goodness! The designers of such irritating wears should be arrested.

How can a mad man's cloth turn out to be a trendy fashion. These designers must have drawn

their initiative from mad people's cloth to construct this sociological disdainful wears. l really

sympathize with those that courageously wear these clothes and parade the streets cos they're

now glorified modern licensed mad people.

The climax of this drama is that our young ladies now wear rag and bone/jeans as well and you

will quite agree with me that they easily get distinction in anything involving abuse of self. As it

is popularly asserted, " Anything a man can do, a woman can do much better". l guess you can

now see "the much better" they can offer...lol..(no sentiment attached). Maybe it's high time

we started advocating for them to wear plain jean trousers which sociologically seems ideal

but, for the sake of sanctitude, it is morally wrong. 

l strongly wish to appeal to Stakeholders/investors and perhaps non governmental parastatal to

aid Federal government develop an agenda of mounting mirrors at street corners to help

people have a visual imagery of what they're putting on cos our society has fully unpacked the

inventories of unique dressing and now live in acquiesce with indecency.

Victor Ikwunagu

Disclaimer: All the images were sourced from google.