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The Tale Of A Private Lesson Teacher by GirahDonnish(m): 3:11pm On Jun 23, 2019
Episode 31
I resumed into white house the following
monday. I thought of it that sikirat and janet
were living like cat and dog, I must behave
myself and strike a balance among the 3
women in the house and ensured madam
didn’t suspect me with any of the girls. At the first week of the new lesson, janet
wasn’t free with me, always arrogant as
usual. She never wanted to see me standing
any closer to sikirat, even if I called on
sikirat for an errand within the house, she
would find out what the errand was all about and monitore the whole exercise. The 2nd week was worse. Any small thing,
she would scream on sikirat and curse her,
she must insult sikirat whenever the water
wasn’t pumped, cloths wasn’t washed or
there was dust on the electronics. The
funniest part was that janet would never go out of the house, always indoor and
monitoring us. Even friday nights, she will
choose not to go to vigil except I go to church
with the family. If she must go out, she
would ask sikirat to go with her so that I
would be alone at home. Despite all the abuses and insults, poor sikirat would never
complain or retaliate. If I was going out at the same period with
sikirat on market days, Janet will led sikirat
to the front of the house, stop a bike and
instruct the same bike man to return her
home. the whole thing was becoming
fraustrating that I hardly speak with sikirat, the only alternative which was her phone
had been smashed by janet. One day, sikirat had gone out on an errand
and I was tutoring janet at home. we had a
conversation. ME: and why are you hostile at this poor girl
of recent? JANET: and what is your problem about it?,
how is that your problem? ,your business
here is lesson and that is what you should
face. Ok!!!!!!!!! ***yelled****. ME: and what does that mean? JANET: it means you should face your
business and stay out my maid’s matter,
“mr oga in-room maid teacher”. Besides,
who are you to preach to me about my
actions?, she works here and she get paid the
same way you work here and get paid, so both of you are our workers in this house
and I have the right to dictate anything for
anyone who works in this house, so face
your work here Mr man. Ok!!!!!. ME: *****head sparked*****. You must be
silly and insane, infact, you are mad. What is
the meaning of that rubbish?, so you think
you can talk to me anyhow because I work
here?, And you think I can’t be a better
person without tutoring you?, why are you so rude, proud and arrogant?, you think your
family own the entire world?. Or was it
sikirat’s fault to be born in a family lesser
in class than yours? You think I would die if I
stop working here? Or you think its my
destiny to forever remain a lesson teacher? ***head sparking continues****……….infact,
this lesson is OVER!!, tell your mother to
employ another labourer for you so that you
can tie a rope on his neck or hold a remote on
your hands to regulate and dictate his life. As
a matter of fact, GO TO HELL!!!!!! ………………..Rage continues!!!!!!. I walked out of janet, went upstairs, I
decided that its was over, I can’t just
tolerate this arrogance attitude again. I
packed my things in my bag, clamped it on
my back and walked out the room. As I
reached the living room, I met janet crying like a baby while sitting down on the same
spot where she was seating before. This was
the first time seeing her crying in such
manner, she was crying so loud like a baby
who missed her mother’s b—-t. My rage and anger went down Immediately
on seeing her that way. I dropped my bag on
one of the chairs and moved closer to her, I
placed my hand on her shoulder and she
pushed it away, I placed it again and she
didn’t resist me this time. I sat down beside her and tried to calm her down…….. To be continued.

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