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gush went to command sec sch jos and later transferred to an all girls school.i remember there was this terrible house captain of octopus house, back then. she was so wicked. unluckily for me i fell into her trap and she gave me serious punishments to do. after sometime i claimed to have fainted, there was so much panic it was so obvious she was so afraid, because she could be expelled if it got to school authority, with the help of the health prefect they tried to revive me after sometime i pretended to wake up, they were all so relieved, she cooked for me and pampered me inside me i kept on mocking her. this incident really protected me because all the prefects were afraid of giving me hard punishments.

i was really stubborn so i got into a lot of trouble in junior classes, i played a lot of pranks in junior school, it was fun though. i look back at the memories and wish i could experience it just once more. i remember planning with my other partners to put a bit of cow trash in the soup during visiting day, this was a target meant for those greedy seniors who stayed at the dormitory entrance to bully junior students of the food and provisions brought for them. we hid our main foodflask and provisions in our class locker and planned to sneak it in later during the social night event. when we approached the greedy seniors did not even waste time, they told us to bring our food over, they ate the food, and gave us the plates, we kept on laughing as we moved on. it later got to their ears we put cow trash in the soup, we were seriously punished, but most of them were so uncomfortable for days. since then all of them refused to eat our food.

when i got to senior classes, i was somehow wicked i guess this was due to the way i suffered in junior secondary school. junior students use to run and avoid my group of friends then, i remember making a bow leg girl do pick pin and other hard punishments, i felt really bad after this, but the girl was so rude and saucy and refused to turn up for labour, so to prove a point i made her pickpin and other punishments, after that she got the message and never missed any labour i supervised. and so many other terrible things i did. but i look back and see it as part of the fun that made a boarding house interesting.

I was also a very good girl in school, until my junior and senior years, that is!!! I got with some new friends and I started skipping school a lot. We only went to the movies, out to eat, or to the malls, etc. No where bad.

We also did the masking-tape notes on people's backs. We would write stuff like "Kick me" or "Slap me hard", and people would do it

Sadly, I finally got caught skipping in my senior year, by my Mom I was in sooo much trouble!!! She monitored me CLOSELY for the rest of the school year

Oh, yeah. And also in my 11th grade year my best friend and I were very broke, so we pretended we were collecting for a charity, and collected a good bit of money. When the people (teachers and students) would ask the name of the charity we would say HBSF (Hungry Black Students Fund). We split the money and bought a very nice lunch! Gosh, we were soo bad

Yeah I could not really remember doing bad thing while in secondary school. I attended Ojoku Grammar School, Ojoku Offa, Kwara State. There is however what my mates called JUNGLE DROP, that is abandoning school premises through bush path to avoid participating in Manual Labour, punishments etc. There is another we called HELP OUT, that is whispering answers to each other during examinations. Less I forget, had a lot of G. friends right from form 2 but was only shown how to do it properly in form 5 by MOJ. Any Ojokuites out there. Call 08023453304

men, u guyz are baddddddddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!

I went to Baptist Academy Obanikoro

My Junior Secondary school days were terrible, I would leave my House with my school Uniform and Stuff some Casual

clothes Undeneath my Books.  by 10am, my Friends and I would all change then jump the Fence  off to Mega Games

(Opposite Sheraton and Country Club) and sometimes we go to Zoeys.  we were doing this 3 to 4 times a week.

SSS 3 this boy Got me annoyed I beat the boy Like I was fighting My mate I beat him and Locked him up in a cupboard

I used everything from cane to Punches to Kicks to a Metal rod It took 7 guys to Free him They had to Run away with him

from then any time those Juniors saw me Men they took to their heels even after school.

I could sell anything (I never stole anything) but  anything from foreign currency to Gold to even Mecury. you Bring it I

sell it and take my cut.

Me i was a saint in school o.(I wish)
Ok, i was a near saint.

I attended Edokpolo Grammar school, Benin City, EDOGRAM !!!!!!!!!!,,, i had a lot of bad friends then like Hassan,, Lucky He-Goat, Meschack, Harrison, Martins, Eddy etc , all bad groups always arrange to make the exam very smooth e.g throwing  rotten eggs into the exam hall to drive away teachers so that we can cheat  ,, got lots of Bananas from the school farm and hide them in the classroom ceiling for some days and eat them when they are ripe and also hide there to avoid morning assembly, and also breaking the ceiling board to play Table Tennis,, ,,,, used to write and sell toasting format for other weak boys for money or get them to give me their pens, text books etc,,  and used to run away from school with other bad guys to hang around girls schools like Idia College, New era College Gate to toast girls ,, the worst is to arrange fights for guys to settle their dispute and the looser is to buy everybody drinks   how did i get my self into all that ? please God, I am sorry  

I was a saint all thru primary school but it was a different ball game in secondary school. Thanks to FGC Okigwe.

In my junior days, me and my friends will do anything to avoid labour, early morning joggings and preps. It ranged from hiding in the ceiling, in the locker, spending d nite in the bush etc. I vividly remembered the night we crept into VP's house to spend the night, ransacked his kitchen to quench our hunger and he was almost scared out his skin when he saw us the next morning strolling out of his house without remorse. My friend was once locked in a locker and was thrown up and he fainted within thereafter, another was forced to chew N20 cos that was what he offered for 'LANWU' (extorted money) which was mandatorily N50, another given soap and urine in a cup to consume for not paying his lanwu. I hung on the ceiling woods for good 20 minutes with broken bottle on the floor to hurt me if i fell for not offering my provisions.

I was respected by my friends for my guts, during the morning joggings, I was dared to touch girls on d boobs and butts and i never failed . I can't remember any female prefect ranging from Head girl downward that didn't feel my palms.

It was fun during my senior days, We didn't break bounds cos we've razed down d fence dat a truck could comfortably drive in, so we visited madam bush for meals, had lots of drinks and sticks . Went to ABSU for gigs, organized parties in town. No teacher had the guts to rebuke an SS3 student. Our law enforcement agents in school then was the black on black police. It was common for one to write his WAEC from the police cell, brought in with police van, escorted by a police with your hand-cuffs on which is removed when its exam time, confiscated back to the cell after the exam. Infact i narrowly escaped though all my friend got the experience. Infact, the experiences are almost inexhaustible, I could write from now till next week.

My last few days in school was most horrible, We pursued all junior students from school, scared the police away from the school vicinity with knock-out explosives on three scenarios in one night, contributed urine and feaces which we boiled using our burn-fire light and went into the female hostel, scared the junior ones away and poured d God-forsaken mixture on the Assistant-Head girl who always heped to expose culprits. She was forced to come with the stinks, kneel and apologise to all.

The final day was so emotional, after d last paper, everyone was ordered to leave school before 3.00pm, at 2:50pm all outgoing students gathered close to the main gate while the police in their numbers and vans where waiting close to the Admin building, At 3:00pm, the police started approaching the gate and together we left the gate and everyone parted their ways with lots of promises to keep in touch. I've not seen many of them but i still miss them.
As per my evil deeds, i keep praying that God forgives me.
Presently an back to a saint.

I was a saint all thru primary school but it was a different ball game in secondary school. Thanks to FGC Okigwe.

In my junior days, me and my friends will do anything to avoid labour, early morning joggings and preps. It ranged from hiding in the ceiling, in the locker, spending d nite in the bush etc. I vividly remembered the night we crept into VP's house to spend the night, ransacked his kitchen to quench our hunger and he was almost scared out his skin when he saw us the next morning strolling out of his house without remorse. My friend was once locked in a locker and was thrown up and he fainted within thereafter, another was forced to chew N20 cos that was what he offered for 'LANWU' (extorted money) which was mandatorily N50, another given soap and urine in a cup to consume for not paying his lanwu. I hung on the ceiling woods for good 20 minutes with broken bottle on the floor to hurt me if i fell for not offering my provisions.

I was respected by my friends for my guts, during the morning joggings, I was dared to touch girls on d boobs and butts and i never failed . I can't remember any female prefect ranging from Head girl downward that didn't feel my palms.

It was fun during my senior days, We didn't break bounds cos we've razed down d fence dat a truck could comfortably drive in, so we visited madam bush for meals, had lots of drinks and sticks . Went to ABSU for gigs, organized parties in town. No teacher had the guts to rebuke an SS3 student. Our law enforcement agents in school then was the black on black police. It was common for one to write his WAEC from the police cell, brought in with police van, escorted by a police with your hand-cuffs on which is removed when its exam time, confiscated back to the cell after the exam. Infact i narrowly escaped though all my friend got the experience. Infact, the experiences are almost inexhaustible, I could write from now till next week.

My last few days in school was most horrible, We pursued all junior students from school, scared the police away from the school vicinity with knock-out explosives on three scenarios in one night, contributed urine and feaces which we boiled using our burn-fire light and went into the female hostel, scared the junior ones away and poured d God-forsaken mixture on the Assistant-Head girl who always heped to expose culprits. She was forced to come with the stinks, kneel and apologise to all.

The final day was so emotional, after d last paper, everyone was ordered to leave school before 3.00pm, at 2:50pm all outgoing students gathered close to the main gate while the police in their numbers and vans where waiting close to the Admin building, At 3:00pm, the police started approaching the gate and together we left the gate and everyone parted their ways with lots of promises to keep in touch. I've not seen many of them but i still miss them.
As per my evil deeds, i keep praying that God forgives me.
Presently an back to a saint.

@ obedz
i graduated in '98

AHHH NA WA

The topic gives a reminiscence of those days. Oga Seun would need to create more space for me cos d list is endless.

Was privy to Master Sheet of a promotion exam in Our teachers house. Meen used d 'opportunity' to temper wit it to my favour. Holla d punishment was instant. It never reflectd on d result sheet. Took 2nd positn even @ dat.

Alonside two of my colleague prefects flogged a JSS 1 student 67 strokes. Regeted wen i found out d purportd offence of d boy waz all make up to rope me in. Want to know d offence? d poor boy was dating my colleague prefect's girlfriend.

Couldnt stand d beating I wil receive if L go home without my JS 1 Maths textbook so decided convert my classmate's. Later found mine n had two. Returnd it sha but was @ d end of d term wen it was irrelevant, REM. NOW REPENTED COS GOD FORGAVE ME.

LIKE SUPER STORY, WILL CONTINUE NEXT THURSDAY

I and my group were gentle guys. I hardly get into trouble.

One i could remember was when a senior siezed our ball then asked us to pay some money before we could get it, It was all hell because i'd planned to buy those sweet puffpuff and "ice-water". We needed to play this ball and at the same time take it home because it belongs to the street boys (you can't afford to buy ball all on your own). After all beggings and alot prostrates, What we had to do was to curse the money before giving it to him. I don't think the guy passed out from the school, he dropped out. Though he used to be a bad Boy.

May God 4gv us.

In my SS3 we showed those junior shege
We used to trashthem on a daily basis, at the gate, at the assembly, after break, any chance we had we flogged nonsense outta them, infact i almost got beat up by a junior one day after i had finished school.

I went to see my friend @ Aguda, as i was waiting for him downstairs 2 guys approached me, one of them was now like "Remember when u dey flog me for school those days" i did a quick flash back and remember flogging him at the gate, if it wasn;'t for my friends intervention, dem for beat me die that day.

In SS3 we used to commit a lot of nastiness, we used to jump the fence to go to this popular game house, boys used to steal their parents money to carry others there

After school hours we would get a juniour student to stop an okada in front of the school, when the okada guy asked where? the juniour would say "Kaduna" or "Sokoto", some okada guys would just bone and move on, one made the mistake of chasing the juniour, when he came into the school, some SS3 guys went out and took his okada keys, the guy had to beg us before we released his keys

My friends and i used to go fo rlunch with no money but come back with a bag full of goodies, obviously we used to steal stuff, from groundnut to buscuit to minerals we stole the lot.

Thank God i'm a changed man now and i didn't tow that line

wen i saw da topic,i just had 2 laugh.i went to science schl.kuru in jos,plateau state n things i did there are quite unthinkakble.e.g we collected money from most of da ss3 students who are party freaks, which was meant for our extension 2 organise a party in a hotel.we also extended a helping hand 2 our teachers by helping them with their goats and sheep 4 the berbeque.men,we were nearly expelled prior 2 our final exam.some of us had 2 pay but i was not among them. my mum should not hear this,

Guys can be mean. Interesting reading though.

I was an expert in skiping manual labour. The truth is that I will commit an offence and I will walk away from the assembly ground while others are punished. The way I would move on will never suggest that I was among those who were to be punished.

Calm!

some of u are bad o i've enjoyed reading anyway

i was a good girl o, i did nothing really bad

errrrrm, i was a goog maths student so my maths teacher liked me, anytime there's a general labour work,
i sneak to her office n pretend like am seriously learning, and she always protected me.
i attended a single sex school (Girls School), some of my seniors were so arrogant for my liking, i was 14yrs
in SS1 n some of them teased me that am a baby because i was smallish, they teasingly ask; where's your feeding
bottle? i hated that. so anytime they send me to fetch water, i spit into it (awww disgusting)
hmmm i know av been forgiven because they frustrated me

when i was in secondary school, i used to have this female teacher who used to teach me how to lick her clitoris, i used to hate it, but then later i always wanted to crawl under her table shift her panties to teh side and just lick away, we use dto do it a lot after school, then one day she asked me to come behind her, then as she bent down, she guided my Oko into her Obo, my God, life flowed through me fully!!! then guess what?

she got pregnant, wow, it was scary liek hell, she removed it sha, na God save me, but meeeen, i still remember with babanla relish

Oloko you bad meen. You de go down on your teacher. How come no one caught you guys?

What terrors we were in secondary school eh! Grin Grin
Keep them coming Grin Grin

eh you never say ya own o. U just de enjoy other people's own eh.

Iice I know you are cheeky. . . talk

The good old days hmmmmmmmmmmm.i went to secondary school in the north,jos precisely,on Fridays i would dress up like a Muslim student and follow them outside the gates cos the mosque was outside the school,from there i would find my way to my house where i would climb in thru our toilet window cos my  parents where never around and basically enjoy myself till Monday morning when i simply walk into school like a day student.
I and my friends used to use junior students metal buckets to cook,i also used to snick out of school to go and swim in the stream and hook up with my bestfriend who was a boy,my friends and i used to go to the principals farm to SHOP for food stuffs.i wasn't wicked and i had alot of school sons and daughters i recruited into badness so to say,we were basically outlaws.i wouldn't mind going back to school again.ooh i remember slapping an SS3 girl when i was in SS1,she gave me her uniform to wash and i removed the buttons after washing them,when she found out all her buttons were gone she came and woke me up from my sweet sleep,this was too much for me to bear considering i was two times bigger than this SS3 girl,i just jumped down from my bunk and gave her the biggest slap of her life till date,i was punish for a whole week but i still bask in the glory of that slap i gave her

Men , am so short of words and i guess y'all should just ask any N.N.S.S. Abeokuta guys what it was like from the start to the finish , I hope i would however be able to state some experinces soon enough , I'll keep ya posted so y'all better keep those fingers crossed

i poured liquid polish in my friends luggage on vacation day and shat in his bucket

@henry007
you did what?
only God knows what you'll do to your enemy.

make dem fail and then repeat by breakin into teacher's office and takin out scripts of my enemies. or since i record sometimes,give them half their mark;steallin workbooks,glasses,belt,shoes,bags filled wit books, burnin uniforms wit iron,throwin matresses inside toilet,pourin soap inside garri,makin sure their corner is dirty putin tootpaste inside cream.dumb things sha

I always Scare my colleagues.

I will rap my self with a white cloth and hide(inside wordrobe, under the staircase or a Quiet place).

Came out like a dead person and moving in a fearful manner.

Any of my colleagues that fall victim of this will nearly enter ground because of fear that will grip them, and before they know what is happening, i will remove the cloth begin to laugh and ran away.

Oloko Nla:

when i was in secondary school, i used to have this female teacher who used to teach me how to lick her clitoris, i used to hate it, but then later i always wanted to crawl under her table shift her undies to the side and just lick away, we use dto do it a lot after school, then one day she asked me to come behind her, then as she bent down, she guided my Oko into her Obo, my God, life flowed through me fully!!! then guess what?

she got pregnant, wow, it was scary liek hell, she removed it sha, na God save me, but meeeen, i still remember with babanla relish

ur username speaks volume of ur atrocity.See what our teachers do to innocent boys (and what innocent boys do to female teachers)

Hmmmmmmmmm I gat one

I set a bad table as in d table’s leg was broken and stuff, but I set it up, because I knew that my lazy religious teacher will come and rest her body on it just as she always does, and loo and behold she found herself on d floor. I doubt if she ever entered our class again d way we all laughed at her

LMFAO

I have officially died and resurrected. Now am about to die again. I think this this the funniest thread I have read so far. Too much laughs. LOL!!!!!

NaJa HaJe:

LMFAO

I have officially died and resurrected. Now am about to die again. I think this this the funniest thread I have read so far. Too much laughs. LOL!!!!!

tell us your own atrocities. No just laugh abeg.

iice:

i was a good girl. . . . .in the teachers eyes that is
The students thought differently

@ibrahiem. . .kuru huh?
I went to SLC

Any1 who went to Murumba in jos?
Now that's a school that breeds terrors

@ Iice, you still never tell us wetin you do. After all the other guy was the best behaved student on graduation because of his innocent eye glass look yet he was the worst guy on 'campus'.

lol
I went to fgc Jos . I remember when i was in form 2 . my friend and I decided to steal cabin biscuit from a locker which we did successfully and shared. When the boy found out his locker had been broken into. everyone in the dorm was questioned out of panic my friend owned up and named me as his accomplice. We were then given the beating of lives by almost every senior in school. We were then make to take a bath in front of the girls dorm with 90% of school watching I was so embarrased that i skipped class for the next month and eventually left the school more to follow from my new school,

manuch:

lol
We were then make to take a bath in front of the girls dorm with 90% of school watching I was so embarrased that i skipped class for the next month and eventually left the school more to follow from my new school,

Arrrgh. Eeeya, they don spoil your fine boy !!