#School Days – EPISODE 5 ********************************** ‘We are H. A. P. P. Y, Happy!! We are H. A. P. P. Y, Happy!! We know, we are! We are sure, we are!…’ The part of assembly hall which accommodated the junior students trembled as we sang the song rather vigorously. The senior students on the other hand refused to sing along and the few who managed to open thier mouths just murmured the song under thier breath, I wondered why they refused to sing along. Talking about the song, I was pretty sure most of ‘us’ who sang it weren’t happy atall, as a matter of fact, we were everything but happy, I mean, which junior student could really be happy in such hostile environment where we can’t really be free and anything we do turns out to be an offense in the sight of the senior ones.. Nevertheless; ‘We are H. A. P. P. Y, Happy!!!’ we ended the song as we were don matching out of the assembly hall. As I walked beside Stanley, who senior Jerry instructed to take me to my class, my lips curved into a smile as I remembered how my first assembly in fedgo went. I could remember the principal saying; ‘some students have grown wings and suddenly believe they are above the school authorities. It is written in the school constitution that no male student is allowed inside the girls hostel but some of you decided to go against the school rules and went ahead to also destroy the school property. The following students should come outside now!’ he then went ahead to call the names of five students who I believed were in SS3 because I was damn sure no junior student would have such ‘balls’ to do that. The fact they were called out wasn’t what made me laugh but the fact that one out of the five was a ‘Fûck up guy’. Whereas others were flogged ruthlessly but didn’t shake a bit, the guy ran round the hall twice at the first whip, everybody in the hall laughed even the presumed angry principal. He had to be held by two macho teachers before he was given his own portion of the lovely koboko. NB: Koboko means horse whip. ‘What class did they put you in?’ Stanley asked me, therefor bringing me back to reality. ‘JSS1 B’ I replied after checking a form which had been handed over to me during the course of my registration. ‘Wow, that’s even my class’ Stanley replied. ‘Hmm, really?’ ‘Yea, that it over there’ He replied pointing at the second classroom on a roll of six classrooms, I needed no babalawo to tell me how the classes were differentiated since mine was ‘B’, I was sure the next was ‘C’ and then ‘D’ and so on. We both walked into the class room and for a spilt second, everyone paused and turned towards my direction to checkout the JJC. I was shy ofcourse but tried my possible best to ignore them as I followed Stanley to a vacant sit. After sitting and settling down, I looked around the class room and through the windows with the hope of probably seeing Bunmi, Shola or just any familiar person, but I didn’t so I just laid my head on the table and closed my eyes. A tap on my shoulder few minutes later made me raise my head to see who it was and that was when I first saw her. ‘hi, are you a new student?’ She asked me with her really tiny voice with complimented her petite figure. ‘ye.. Yes, I am’ I sorta stuttered. Yes! I was a kid and roughly only ten years old, but I wasn’t blind and I still had a heart too, her beauty was off the peak and funny enough, my heart skipped a bit for her, I wasn’t sure of how I felt or why I felt that way probably because I knew nothing, yet. ‘Ok, am the assistant class captain and our form teacher said I should write down the name of any new student and submit it to her’ ‘Ok?’ I replied with a confused look on my face, still not getting her point or maybe her beauty slowed down the rate my brain functioned. ‘so what is your name?’ she finally hit the nail on the head. I wondered why she had to even beat around the bush just to get my name, even if it weren’t for official purposes, I would have still told her my name. ‘Odoh Michael’ I replied and she wrote it down on a sheet of paper which had other names on it which I guess were the names of other people in the class. I really wanted to ask her for her name but for some strange reasons, I was to shy to even look at her again talkless of asking for her name. Soon enough, she left my desk with her list and walked back to her sit leaving me lost in my thoughts. ‘Michael, whats wrong with you na? Why can’t you just ask for her name? But come to think of it, what exactly do you want to use her name for?’ were the questions that was ran through my mind. I was suddenly brought back to reality by a rhythmical bang on a table which sounded like one I hear in a ‘Milo beverage’ advert. ‘Class greet!’ someone screamed ‘Good morrnning ma, wee are happppy to see you, God bless you’ We all dragged the greeting. ‘Good morning class, you may sit down’ ‘Thank you ma’ We all replied and sat down patiently waiting for her to state her mission in our class. ***************** Watch0ut For Episode 6
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