He summed up his lecture and carefully packed his old brown leather bag, that had a strap screaming for replacement. He loved and cherished it dearly. why would a man be so obsessed with such an ugly bag? His students could barely understand the theory behind it. He carefully placed it on the passenger's seat and drove away listening to good old rich country music. Every time his lessons ended in the varsity professor Ogu would feel drained. This was one of his worst days. A Friday, leading to a weekend that the lecturers' offices were to be repainted, thus he could not sneak in as tradition. Running away from problems instead of facing them was considered cowardice. The don did