I got used to living a life full of sorrow, missing the people I loved so much ; living with people whose ways of living I could not understand most time because it far too comprehensive for me to understand why they act the way they do, but life is better here than with mother at the village. I was about to enter into my class when one of my classmate started shouting at me ” why didn’t you pack the dirt after sweeping” and I was like ” can’t you pack after all I swept… It a normal thing in my class for the teachers to pair a boy with four girl in the sweeping roster but these boys in my class are so full of themselves they think only girls should do the sweeping while they watch you; sometimes they come to class and watch whoso ever was paired with them on the roster, other time they don’t even show up,if they show up all they do is gist away with time while the girls sweep.
Don’t try rubbish with me, you should better pick up the broom and Parker to pack the dirt…. Asshole, the next thing I felt was a heavy slap on my cheek after i said those words to the stupid boy, and I gave him a hot slap in return without thinking of the penalty we might face, that was one of my attitude ” Good riddance to bad rubbish” . We started fighting, the whole class was in mess because everyone was trying to separate us from each other, it was when my further math teacher entered the class that I realized what mess we had gotten into, he told us to go and kneel down in the front of his office. All I was pondering over through out the kneeling down was why I decided to fall Victim of missing my class because of the stupid boy, further math teacher came back an hour later and asked us to explain why we turned the class to a wrestling home, then we started explaining but this guy was just lying against me, ” you can lie too much, people were there when he first slapped me sir” we kept shouting and arguing that he could not hear us well, ” go and bring your witness, said the teacher. I brought my best friend so did he, but bringing my best friend was the greatest mistake I made because it still hurts me till today that I did.
Written by
Mabaiku pepere.

Temi Badmus
Temi Badmus
Temi Badmus is a Food scientist and an Art enthusiast. Her desire is to give a listening ear to people and to give an opportunity for everyone to be heard. Has any one told you that you are special? Yes, you are. You were beautifully designed, you are relevant to this generation and very special to me. Connect with me on LinkedIn

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