WARM GREETINGS WONDERFUL HIVERSQuite a wonderful topic to say, going back on a memory lane. Let me first of all wish you all the best of this very week ahead.
My secondary school was very much fun though there where days where I did wihs I was never in school but that not withstanding, I still value those memories from there for most of all fun memories in my life all roam around my secondary schoool. So back then, I use to get into some troubles though, I was not a lousy type but due to one or two I get punished and all that.
I am normally a rule breaker, for I hate being restricted by rules but there are some cases you very much have to obey. My secondary school was in an Army Barracks so mostly every little thing you do there just make a phone call and you see one or two RPs straight down coming to iron your matter so this mostly kept majority of us in check but as there say there is always a day for the owner.
I did lots of things that attracted punishment, noise making, I always hated tucking in my t-shirt, most times I dont wear stockings and many others but there is one I will never forget. So It happened that one day, as usual an RP was on duty in school that day, I was still in my junior secondary class 2 back then, so he happened to come meet our class in a noisy state but he over looked that and now asked for the class monitor who happened to be me and asked me to write down the list of noise makers. I took that as a joke told my class mates to keep quite that if he comes back and find the class less noisy he wouldn't ask for anything but not knowing I was puting my self into harms way.
Me wanting to do my class mates some favour got me into the biggest trouble of my life. When this man came back and asked me for the list of those making noise, I stood up boldly and told him the class was perfectly quite as he left that there was no one who made nose and that was enough to get me into the trouble of my life.
He then told me that was a lie, that at list there was somebody who talked I told him none that was how I was told to come out oh from then i knew I was never getting out if this one until I chop the cane oh.
That was how I took the whole class cane oh. Over 12 strokes on my back I saw hell that day, I was shocked I did not even cry for that one self. Lolxxxx.. When he left no b person tell me make I carry paper and pen oh..
Still secondary school was most fun for me. Despite the fact that there use to be bad days but you always get your friends and class mates to carry you out of such mood. I miss secondary school though.
Best Regards, @gi-de-on
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