The JAMB Student and Expo
Emeka was writing JAMB. Science student.
He failed 2 times already. This 3rd time must be by force.
One week to exam, WhatsApp group added him: `JAMB EXPO 2026 - 100% GUARANTEED`
Admin: `Pay 15k. We go send you answers 1 hour before exam.`
Emeka borrowed 15k from his sister. `This is my last chance.`
Exam day. 8am. Phone was buzzing in his pocket.
11am: Message dropped: `Q1: B. Q2: D. Q3: A...`
Emeka was shading like his life depended on it. `B D A C...`
Exam ended. He was so confident. `I’m going to UNILAG.`
Results came out 2 days later: *142*
Emeka: `WTF?! I followed all the answers!`
He went back to the WhatsApp group to fight.
Group had been deleted. Admin number: `not on WhatsApp`
He cried to his sister. `Sis, I wasted your 15k.`
*Sister:* `Leave JAMB. Come and learn tailoring with me.`
6 months later, Emeka was making agbada. Good money.
One customer came: `Young man, you’re smart. You dey do expo?`
*Emeka:* `No sir. I sell clothes now.`
*Customer:* `Good. Because I’m the one that set JAMB questions. And those expo people just be guessing.`
Emeka froze. `Sir...`
*Customer:* `Don’t worry. God redirected you. Tailoring will take you farther than 142.`
Today Emeka has 3 tailors working for him. He made his sister’s wedding dress for free.
And he framed his JAMB result: 142. Title: `The day God saved me from UNILAG`
*Moral:* Expo can give you answers, but it cannot give you destiny.
