freshkpomo:


Primary school was the best Life...no forming or trying to impress.. we were all just natural. Played, laugh, beefed, competed and all that,but last last we were still friends..

If you are a bully in my class,I go tell you say after closing make we go back of school... Some class people will be there to cheer us up till one teacher will notice and flog hell out of us ... The cane go pain o,but I nor go cry because my crush dey there

chatinent:
My name na Chatinent. Back in Primary school, I was very poor in maths. Like I wouldn't even get four divided by four even if it was all we learnt that day..it was due to fear. Fear is not good in a child's life. The teacher flogged like an animal. During exams, I’d get between 2% and 8%. The results used to be announced sequentially, that is from the lowest to the highest marks. So I would always be the first or second to be called out and flogged. I mean flogged and emasculated in front of my female crushes. Did I even have crushes with my zero head?

One day, the maths results were announced and my name wasn’t among the first to be called out. The teacher got to 30%, 40%, 50%, 60% and 70%, still my paper had not been called out.

What's going on here?

Everyone in the class kept looking at me asking, Chatinent, ​what’s up? How did you pass this exam?” I was all goose pimples. My cloud nine was hitting ten. And I was like ... "Well, na God o." Immediately in zero zero seconds, I started to feel the livers of a motivational speaker that I had already started educating people backside on how to persevere no matter the odd odds.

By the time the teacher got to 80%, I was already grinning in excitement. I was that dog two tails. Peacocks in my belly. When he got to 90%, he had only one paper remaining. I then asked myself, could I have scored 90% in
maths? Or 100%? Omg.

I was feeling very anxious, sweaty, and happy now. Obviously, my dreams and prayers have been answered. My heart skipped many beats. The whole class was amazed as everyone kept looking at me. Oh, I could see the Mnesoma stealing glances at me...oh, many ants in my panties. It was unbelievable. I was all fly. My head is about to explode. Finally the teacher looked up and said, “One silly student here did not write his name on the paper and he scored 0%. Who hasn't received his paper yet?”

Rest is history. In life sha, let everyone respect themselves.

Well, make una share una experiences.

DAFEEDI:
Our chemistry teacher suffered severe burns on his face and hands and it deformed him. So I gave him the name " burn-burn" I no know how he know, omo he beat me like thief.

worldclass68:




That days wasn't ur day.....

Aswear.. Since that incident happen na so all my classmates just dey gimme space cos I dey stammer then and small thing dey vex me
The only person wey no dey fear me na my best friend that year cos she sef no dey gree for me, we dey fight give each other marks for body still settle within 10minutes .
Anytime wey fight start laidis between us, nobody dey gree separate us na we by oursef go give awasef break from fighting cum start to dey laugh after few minutes wey awa minds don cool down

HenryDion:
Punished for owing school fees, as if I'm my parents. Even when I told the yeye teacher that my father said they haven't been paid salary, she still went ahead to flog me

Uniquisite:
Omooo. I remember Uncle Raymond in Primary 3. I was spreading fake news that a little scar on his face was caused by beating.

One student like dat told him the gist, i swear i was given more than 10 lash of cane in Primary 1 - 5 A, B and C separately.. Its wasnt funny

kenzysmith:
I throw Biro on the floor pretending to b picking it why pepping on cyhntia dirty pant I did this for almost 3 weeks until the day she wore another color of pant which is blue as I saw it I shout unconsciously Kevin Cynthia done buy new pant that day if u see flog enh he done they wet I spoil

steveodo68: I just joined the forum and already addicted to it

ShitHead:
I was peeping my headmistress while she was urinating at the school garden.

R0LL0N:
Mr Akadi, my head master from oloye private school. Thanks for those days of collecting Cain on the head. I remember I was asked to look after some nursery 1 and 2 children then I was in primary 3. Whenever I got to school I do eat their breakfast and lunch of those children. Bubble bursted when I got home the parent of those children got to know that I do eat their wards food everyday. The parent reported to the headmaster I was disgraced and serve the school community service for good 7 days. Coming back home also fasted for days and nights. Parent grooming no be today it's start o.

Oladimeji and her sister wherever you are now please forgive me I was childish then, It's time to pay back.

Mastakija:
u won dash dem money?
I am oladimeji
Shulai send my akant number?

DAFEEDI:
Our chemistry teacher suffered severe burns on his face and hands and it deformed him. So I gave him the name " burn-burn" I no know how he know, omo he beat me like thief.

R0LL0N:


Na mastakija I see for your name na