NEW STUDENTS’ PARTY [ International Church, Saratov ]


Everything about and concerning this party was against me ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ข

I had a class on that particular day, the party was to start an hour before I close from school and also I hadn’t gotten acquainted with lots of people in the church especially the new students. I only knew King Sowah who was my mate in Senior High School, Gabriel from Namibia and a couple of my Ghanaian peeps.

On the day of the party, my class was late afternoon to 18:00 and the party was to start at 17:00. This time around I didn’t want to miss class at all [I’d become a “kobolor” or truant for quite too long ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚] so I devised a plan and that was to miss the 2nd period of Russian Grammar Class. I would just disappear during smoking break.
So I just took one of my best clothes, ironed and hanged it. Also got my jeans and sneakers well cleaned and ready. I just wanted to look dapper and ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜š

So I told a couple of my mates about my plan; Steve, Mustapha and Zaid, thinking they’d aid me in giving a nice excuse. But unknowingly to me they’d planned to make me pay for all the class night outs I have been missing.

“My mates and I had scheduled to always go out on Saturday nights to have fun. They always return the following day but due to some reasons, I always ‘brown’ them. It’s either I put my phone off, tell my flat mate to say I am not around or go to Triumph Mall, sit there till it’s late." “OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH hmmmmmmmm, I’m revealing all my secrets. I’m sorry guys but you guys don’t know ‘NO’ for an answer…..LOL.

My mates were supportive, caring and above all LOVING. The love they showed me especially Steve, Ali, Mustatpha, Zaid and Nadeen was something else mehn. I have never felt that kinda love from people from different nationalities before.ะฏ  ะ›ะฎะ‘ะ›ะฎ  ะ’ะะก  ะ‘ะ ะะขะฌะฏ ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“ "I love you brothers" 

A couple of my mates and I.

So they told our teacher I wanted to go home so she said after the break, READING TEST


As I showed my displeasure, my mates were rejoicing and laughing because of two things: hijacking my party and also they said my Russia sounds funny. So if I’m to use 2 mins to read a page or Russian text, I use about 5 mins to finish it cos they’d laugh at any word I pronounce. They said my Russian sounds funny. Well, that's to them.
P.S. : Please don't tell me to speak Russian anytime you see or meet me ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

So Steve began reading.

I’m always the last but 3 to read cos of my sitting position. When it got to my turn, I was just about to read then she said “ะะฑะดัƒะป ะ›ะฐั‚ะธั„, ั‡ะธั‚ะฐะนั‚ะต” meaning “Abdul Latif, read”. She skipped or better still, lemme say “jumped me”WHAT!!!!!!!!! 
I raised my head to look at her direction and all I got was a smiling face. Like seriously????????

Well ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฎ Despite my shock, I was a lil bit happy cos after Abdul Latif reads, Ahmed will read then we are done AND CLOSE……YAY.
But to my utter dismay and amazement, after they were done, my teacher remembered I’d not read. [I was given a smiling face some minutes ago too ooooooo] 


Apparently, it was all in the plan to hijack my party. She opened the next page and WHAT A WOW ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ [a whole page for me to read], looked at it, looked at her with my mournful face ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ and said “ะŸะพั‡ะตะผัƒ?” which means “why?” . I was met with “ะงะธั‚ะฐั‚ัŒ” meaning “read”

My Russian Grammar teacher, Anastasia is the most friendly teacher I've ever met in my life. She makes learning sooooooo easy and simple for us. She's sooooooo friendly too. "ะกะฟะฐัะธะฑะพ ัƒั‡ะธั‚ะตะปัŽ ะทะฐ ะฒะฐัˆะธ ัƒัะธะปะธั ะธ ะฟั€ะตะดะฐะฝะฝะพัั‚ัŒ ะดะตะปัƒ. ะฏ ะ›ะฎะ‘ะ›ะฎ ะขะ•ะ‘ะฏ ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“"

JUST A WORD [NO EXPLANATION AT ALL]The way things had gone so far, I knew I was doomed cos on top of that my mates would laugh at every word or sentence I read.
So I totally forgot about it [ALL HOPE WAS LOST], read and fooled. I intentionally made funny sounds whiles reading to just spice things up and make them laugh the more. 

We closed at exactly 18:12. TIME WAS FAR GONE but I still wanted to go.

NOW, my problem was either to go to my hostel, wash down and wear my clothes or just go straight to the venue. I decided to just go straight cos picking a bus would also delay me.
So after deciding to just go straight to the party in my normal school attire, I went to "Astrahanskaya Street" to board a bus. It was snowing heavily so I immediately jumped onto the next available bus[Bus Number 11] even though all the seats were occupied. I STOOD LIKE THAT THROUGHOUT THE RIDE.

In Russia, their transportation system is unlike Ghana’s [what I am used to] where driver’s mate would be calling out [shouting] where the bus is heading to. But in Russia each bus has a number corresponding to where it goes or heads toward. All locations have been written boldly and clearly in front and side of each bus or train.

Public Transport in Ghana
[the driver's mate calling out where the bus is heading towards] PHOTO CREDIT: Google

Public Transport in Russia
[the locations and bus numbers boldly written on the bus.] PHOTO CREDIT : Google
As soon as I got to the church premises, I went straight to the changing room for some warmth, took off my jacket and then entered the auditorium.

Immediately I entered I was surprised to see the number of new students present. They were very many. Especially, THE LADIES…OMG ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒDifferent colors, shapes, faces. I MEAN VARIETIES; If I was given the opportunity to pick just one, I don’t think I would have been able to. THEY WERE ALL LOOKING GORGEOUS.

Just there and then, Mary Peters [the MC] called us to be seated. In the middle of her speech she realized the South Africans were sitting together at one side of the auditorium. She then brought this idea that each table should have different nationalities and should have four or five people at a table.

After the shuffling I got seated at a table with two ladies and a gentleman; two South Africans[Sol and Bril] and an Angolan lady [Bea. NOW, it was time for introduction, hmmmmmm….but during this kind of intro there was less tension in me because you happen to just stand, mention your name, country and city. It was that simple.

After, We had a couple of fun and thrilling activities. Later on, juice and pastries was served.

It was time for socialization ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡

I became extremely happy as if I could do something but nothing give me too. But this time around I did something by interacting with those I sat with. 
These peeps were fun to be with, but one thing I realized was the two ladies were shy especially Bea and it was because she didn't understand English at all. I then downloaded a Portuguese translator on my phone so I aid her. We spoke about our countries and other interesting stuffs whilst I still translated for Bea. 

Food was later served. I'd gotten acquainted with Sol, Bea and Bril a little so my shyness level had reduced to about . I didn't look at them at all, I devoured the food to the fullest ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

[P.S. : Please don't think far cos I don't eat much.]

Later on Pastor Todd came to talk briefly to us and we were dismissed.

Pastor Todd

I was so into Bril, OMG!! She is so beautiful and I just wanted her number but the problem was I didn’t know how to go about it. What a task! Lots of things came in mind which made me reluctant:

  • I was shy a lil bit and didn't know how I was gonna go about it.  
  • I felt guilty because I thought Bea would think I spoke to her often so I should have taken hers rather.  
  • Also, Sol will realize am into his country girl and not befriend him [he really asked lots of questions about Ghana].

As all these run through my mind, I came up with a plan to satisfy everyone. I chose to ask for their numbers. In my mind I was going to delete Sol and Bea’s numbers and focus more on Bril. #BadMind lol

After getting their numbers, I went home a fulfilled boy ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†.


  1. As I read I thought I will end by you not making it to the party, but I got it wrong. Can see you really had that party at heart ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ

    1. You got it right Sir. I HAD IT AT HEART and I just couldn't afford to miss it.
      Thanks sooooo much for reading.

  2. Nice photos! Im glad everything went well. :)

  3. Nice. Glad u took the numbers at the end. U r too shy

    1. Too shy???? Lol.....I guess maybe that's who I am.
      Thanks for reading, Karen.


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