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3 significant things I left for my juniors before leaving boarding school
I had to show my juniors all the punishments they underwent through me were to shape their lives for better Nigeria and the best thing I did will forever remain in their hearts even in their graves.
I knew it was not funny or a joke when I left the better parts of me with them although I heard a frightful eternity of criticisms from SSS2 students but it was only because they were jealous they were not my beneficiaries. And they were lucky I graduated, if not I would have given each of them indomie noodles of 20 strucks of electric wire on his buttocks.
So from the day I was given a liberty or this mandate that there was no any student above me and any student under me was my subject, I began to show my juniors that I was giving them good training so at the end of my SSS3 they would have something to show the world and at the end I was and I am glad I did.
The following is what I left for them and I believe they have shown the world.
1. 3 razor cuts behind their necks, a sign I gave them so that when they finally become teachers or lecturers, you will see them with them when they are writing on the board.
2. A piece of broom I used to flock those who refused to wash my boxers with their soap. I flocked them on their joysticks.
3. An electric wire I always used to flock them with as part of the training.
So with all of the above, I hoped my juniors can form a mini museum of their time with me in that government college and tell people the exact things that transpired.
3. The hand work I taught them was easy and our hostel was close to the heart of the city, so shipping was not a problem. It was taught by my senior and I have started the business when I was in SSS1 and the success was surprisingly high since I could miss lunch and dinner without any complain.
I know this is something you should know because it can produce million of jobs for the teeming youth that is why I am saying it here but we were making use of hostel resources ranging from electric switches, power points were reinstalled and I had turned round and noted things were normal, I gathered them and informed them about the task at hand and thanks none of them tried to reject the idea (afraid of flock) and we shipped together for the first time through the fence.
How my junior attacked me
With all what I was doing, making my juniors better citizens of Nigeria, one boy Kanu was not satisfied and tried all means to stop my breath.
I gave him indomie noodles of 10 strucks of electric wire after he pooed and refused to flush the mess and he swore he would show me something.
After a night prep that day, I discussed with my girl friend at the senior staff parkinglot and forgot night was deepening. Or it was him who spiritually made me forget. And it was 12 midnight when I began to run to the hostel.
In our hostel there was a place you must pass to get upstairs where I was located and that place was always quite even in the afternoon time as if something was going on there. No wonder, the white man who plan this school structure might be a cultist.
When I reach there that night, I felt weak and my heart told me to pray but I could only say "In Jesus Name" when I heard a slap that up to now I don't know if it was a hand that made it, so sound like thunder. Next, what I saw was the face of that boy with long teeth like eagle claws. And he was holding my hands.
First he laughed terribly, and I raised the other hand as a sign of surrendering but he didn't care. I prepared for the necessary thing to do which was running away, but that was when he transformed to a huge lion roaring to attack me.
Of course I was afraid but tried to prevent myself, but I couldn't overwhelm this kind of a huge creature and the result was that he swallowed me. Lion only tears your neck, sucks your blood and eat you, but this one swallowed me.
Fortunately, everything went well. In his stomach I met 10 junior students whom I flocked yesterday for failing to greet me, wailing with knashing of teeth inside hot rice and beans that he ate. One of them, the most greediest one I must tell, held a spoon and as if he was eating; but they didn't greet me eventhough they knew I was their senior. They were all angry.
I asked them what brought them there and one of them while wailing told me to be careful or else they would kill me. Of course they asked me to kneel down inside that rice and beans and I did because they were resolute to do what ever they meant. Their faces were terrible.
Next, one of them removed a belt and gave me 20 strucks on the back while reminding me of how wicked I was. Of course I began to vomit because of the mess of rice and beans and because of the pain I received, and others began to laugh, mocking at me, calling me senior.
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