Was with my friends some minutes ago and we were discussing our experience in secondary school. One thing led to the other, we started talking about the beaten we can never forget. That made me remember my experience.
I was in S.S. 3 then, almost done with WAEC. On this fateful day, we were to write commerce or Yoruba I think (can't remember). So, the WAEC personnel was yet to arrive, as usual now, in a boys only school. We started playing, running in and out the hall, slamming the cover of the chair on it(we used these single chairs for WAEC). Unknown to me, my commerce teacher, Mr. Ajekigbe(if you attended B.B H.S, Abeokuta) saw me doing all those shits.
Chai, I received the beating of my life that day, I was unable to sit and write the exam that day, I wasn't even in the mood, my mind wasn't there, because, I can't get over that beaten.
This is my experience, feel free to share yours. Let's keep it balling and rolling.

op u prolly wrote english paper dat day...dats y u received beaten instead of beating