BEARING AND DISTANCE
beforehand,
I've replayed this day
in my head several times.
Except that I envisioned
myself in an exotic car—
the day I would drive past
my sss2 maths teacher and I
would speed fiercely splashing
enough mud on him and his
trademark faded blue jean.
six years ago,
he dragged my pride in
the mud for failing a problem
in Bearing and Distance, and
told me he doubted if I'll find my place in life.
today,
he came for a party in my area.
with the invitation in his hand
and directions on it,
he still couldn't find his way.
he met me, asking for my help
and I remembered how I had always
wanted to ride pompously past him,
also I wondered how his knowledge
of Bearing and Distance has failed him.
well,
instead of remarking my doubts in him,
i told him where he was going was
190° due north east of south 2kms away—
he should be able to find his destination soon enough.
©A. Shomade
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