'Hi, Cent. Great. While we're here, just the two of us, I've been wondering, where is you family from?'
'From Nigeria. Lagos.'
'And how long have you been here?' I can still hear a hint of an accent in his speech.
'Three years innit.;
'All this bad behaviour of yours. I'm guessing you would never have behaved in Nigeria the way you do here, right?'
'No, Miss,' he answers, hanging his head.
'So why is that?'
'It's Africa, Miss. That's how it is there. Yeah? It's like a family. It isn't like here.'
'I don't understand.'
Cent has trouble answering the question. He keeps saying that the environment is different, that it's impossible to explain, that I would have to go there to see why children simply don't misbehave in Nigeria. Eventually he laughs. 'It's 'cause you'll get beaten bad in Nigeria, Miss, man, teachers and parents. Everyone beats ya.'
'And you think being beaten is the only reason you behave? I mean, if we beat you here, would you behave?'
Cent's eyes look straight at me. 'Yeah, yeah, yeah.'
'And is that the only difference then? Between school in Nigeria and school in London?'
Cent shakes his head. 'Nay, that ain't it. It's Africa, man, it's like a family.'
'What do you mean by "it's like a family"?'
''Cause there's too much violence in London, man! Nigeria is a safe place. Look at all 'em stabbings!'
Leaving aside the very bizarre conclusion that Lagos is less violent than London, I'm still confused. 'You mean to say that the stabbings out there' - I gesture towards the open air and the world beyond the school - 'are the reason you misbehave in here?'
Cent shakes his head. 'Nah nah, I mean that you have to be seen to be "in" with the bad ones here, otherwise yuh get robbed, man, or yuh get beat. They need to know your face as one of 'em.'
'You mean that, if they know who you are, they'll leave you alone?'
'Yeah, so they knows your face, yuh know? Yuh gotta be one of them. Yuh gotta blend, so then when you pass 'em, they knows yuh.' Cent pushes his chin forward. 'And yuh don't get robbed.'
I smile, as if the penny is dropping. 'And there isn't that outside pressure to be bad in Nigeria?'
Cent shakes his head. 'Nah, Miss, it's like a family.'
'So where would you rather be then, Cent, here, or Nigeria?'
'Well, both, Miss. Here, 'cause it's a rich country, there is more opportunities like, but Africa, 'cause it's Africa, 'cause my friends and family are there.'
'Don't you have any friends here?'
'Yeah, but they isn't friends like in Nigeria, people you can count on. Like, they is just people I know.'
'What do you mean? Don't you have anyone who you would call a friend here?'
'Fifty. That's it. He's the only one I'd call a friend. You nuh understand, Miss. Remember what happened to Cavalier? Wholesome knew it was gonna happen. They all knew. No one did anything to stop it, yeah. That wouldn't happen in Africa. Africa is like a family.' (282)