bolagabriella:
I went to a private primary school. What was reigning then was teachers having sex with each other after school hours using our tables. Anyways, that glorious day i and five of my friends decided to sneak back into the school after we've been successfully chased by our teachers. We got to the top of the stairs where our class (pry 4) was located and we were hearing moaning of our english teacher (not so sure) been banged by our maths teacher. We were taking turns in watching the porn unknowing to us the impact our combined zeal in the adult movie was having on the rail of the stairs. When it got to my turn, i have not even enjoyed my ticket up to 2 min when the rail crashed. Na so everyone pick race. I rushed to the gate where i was deeply wounded by the rusted iron handle of the gate. I got home just pretended as if the wound no dey pain me. Two days later i couldn't lift my leg, i was rushed to the house of a nurse in my area by my mom. The wound was getting infected already. I was given like 5 injection at once that day. Hmm, the scar is still there to remind me of that day.

Two weeks after, we were taking turns at the window of our headmasters office to watch another episode of porn. When it got to my turn, the pipe we were using as support just broke. I couldn't get out quick enough and so i was caught. I was given 6 strokes of cane each day for a week to mention my accomplise but i didn't. I could not avoid going to school cosnthen i have to explain to my parents why I'm not going and those day ehn...unless you are deadly sick, you can't stay home during school days.

Then i knew God wanted me to be a good girl and steer clear of all types of adult movie
I so love my primary school then.
Secondary school gist is for another day.

Oluwasaeon:

For real?

sniperr007:


My email address is rickiedominic@yahoo.com

Please send me a mail let's talk from there.

asunmoGGMU:


I am not kidding. We thank God for what we turned out to be, we are not like where we were raised. Lol

Chidorx60:
sometimes I look at my life and look back at the corruption that was so rampant during my childhood and adolescent days in primary and secondary school....I just can't help but give God thanks seeing that I didn't end up wasted and damaged

laughitall:
okayyy sniper

NewDelhi:
Lol everybody here be forming "I was the very brilliant but stubborn type" make una no dey deceive yourself, you aren't fooling anyone.



Well as for me I was the average type. I no sabi book but wasn't as bad as my other niggas . I remember sneaking into the staff room to steal my C.A test booklet from the maths teacher table. It was a very brutal year where students would repeat if they failed English or mathematics. It was a disguise scene you'd only find in Hitman and other stealth games. I picked up and empty plate and placed another ontop pretending as if I was sent by the cooks to deliver food to a staff as they usually send some students. (The trustworthy ones) . I got into the room and met another staff there and there was no way I could steal my book without him noticing so another idea came, I pretended to be going out then came back again to lie to him the head teacher was calling him outside, then I went to quickly hide behind the door so when he goes out , I can sneak in. Quickly I got my booklet and hid it in my cloths then went to hide in a narrow dark passage way. My plan was to sleep there overnight because returning the booklet after rewriting the test would be harder than stealing them. So after about 30mins, the remaining teachers who hadn't gone home closed for the day so I was left alone in the big dark and scary staff room . Slept a bit till night when they put on the gen for night prep and I put on the lights to tear off the initial page and copy from one of the most brilliant chaps in class whose booklet I also stole. I slept there till the next morning. It was time to return my loots just as I stole them, around 7am , a teacher came to school early and opened the staff room door , I quickly hid behind another door not far from that one but he wouldn't just go outside till it was time for assembly, i quickly sneaked into the staff room and returned the booklets then headed out. Still in my school uniform from the previous day though looking dirty. It was a calculated crime well done , e no easy .

OlawaleBammie:



He b like say that Oloye na one kain bast,ard nigga

biGDhAp:
.. For my school then . That thing was like our class code. Someone does something Like that , everyone takes the fall . Lol everyone had each others back. You snitch lasan. Omoh we go fvck you up ni oo .



Class was cool then ,even girls follow cooperate

Tominix:
When I ran away from school because I was to be beaten for going out without permission

frog12:
dis must be the best story so far. i mean catching your headmaster in the act...with a female subordinate. ha! suppose smartphone cameras dey that time, na big jebako cinema for the entire school ooo.
that teacher na big hypocrite. you know some students dey run into bush especially the ones wey dey run around like sugar daddies those days!!!


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OlawaleBammie:


Why b say na only ur turn shit dey happen??

if i was among you i would personally restrict you from following us to any show just for u not to cut of goal goal ticket abruptly.

was d building a bungalow or storeys??

kelvinrhs:


This either happened at Port Harcourt Or Enugu but I am sure it's port Harcourt

Am I right or right

But why were you always breaking stuffs lol

Jackmj:
My senior flogged me because I fought one troublesome boy, so I went and reported him to the vice principal instead of the vice principal to punish this senior he come flog me join
I come vex go report vice principal to principal the man use Cain pursue me comot

otunbalamba:
if you enter intro-tech period lasan
boys they change face the werey man once chose the option of slapping noise maker instead of beating them he would move from left to right with slapping, them go back from right to left with ear twisting

ezanafe:


You mean O.G.S at Ibillo?

kenny714433:
Hmmm

Mine was the most dangerous thing to think of in this life. In my SS3, having read many adventure novels, we were influenced by the life of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn.

In a school that they do expel students for the least thing like talking or moving after the Angellus prayer by 6pm, the seminary. I didn't believe we did this crazy shit.


Having read the thrilling adventurers of Tom Sawyer, me and five of my mates decided to act Tom Sawyer from 12am when everywhere is dead silent.

The loud bang of the dormitory steel door suggested to us in our different hostels that it's time and we sneaked under the cover of darkness to converge under the great mango tree as predetermined.

Five foolish boys headed to "No man's land", a place that was used as cemetery to burry the missionary priest and now left inhabitable, maybe not for rodents and reptiles.

At last, we were at the dilapidated perimeter fence without being caught, it was now 12.30am and far away from our hostel. Our mission was to raid Fr. McIntosh's grave to look for the priest's golden rosary for legends suggests he was buried with it.

That was when it dawned on us we were playing expensive play so we decided to go back. The beam of Torch light flashing towards us nearly seperated our souls from our frail body.

Empato my friend had already passed out and the thought of expulsion lingered our mind.

Brethren, to cut the story short, it was our foolish companion who had told us earlier he wouldn't dare visit a cemetery at night that later came along.

We revived our comr. Who passed out and headed home. In the morning, I wrote in my diary, dr diary, you won't believe that I went to No man's land today by 12am. That was just one of our failed adventurers, I remember when after reading six detective stories, we decided to act like detectives to our Rector's room by 12am.

Gentlemen, though we succeeded without being caught, one of us was trapped inside and later caught at dawn. After bringing his parents, he was expelled. But we will always remain loyal to him because he didn't mention names.

Not even when we decided to act Jack Sparrow the Pirate.... Gent, I miss u guys. Ahoy shipmate, lala please pass me a bottle of rum.

OlawaleBammie:


which OGS pls

Onisokuso1:
Went under the table to yank off Idayat's pant and licked her bombom. This was possible coz my seat ia at the back and hers in front of me . She was shocked and threatened to tell Mrs Agupusi the Chemistry teacher . I pleaded , we later became closer and was still able to eat her ass later for real after secondary school days .

She is married now


I'm those days I was one of the very brilliant but naughty guy in the class . The popular Hints and Hearts erotic books girls got from me and always looking forward to seeing me in class chai

donnie:
Smoking was the reigning thing in boarding house of FGC **** among seniors. So one evening I went to the field with a stick of Benson and matches. As I dragged my eyes started turninoninown.

While others ended theirs in school, I went on to be a chained smoker due to bad gang.

Antisocial01:

Anything bad in smoking ? I don't smoke tho just a question ,did you ever regret it