freshkpomo:
I do bad.
One time I used WWE smackdown on a school mate while in primary 5.
In primary 3 I made one munu aje loose a tooth to headbutting..that issue later led us to discover we were close (Solomo forgive me o,I hope your tooth grew back).
Other time I wrote a love letter to Vivian..

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Maxxim:

Werey you reminded me of one guy in my primary class, he also gave me a smack down, my front tooth got broken, I always wished that day never happened

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.

slawormiir:
Damnnn niggar
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Michelle55:
Wahala!
Na during break time e happen dat year, I bin dey my own jejely dey lick my sweet since Mr Row flog me on top say I no sabi maths classwork wey im give us( I chop the cane in peace oh). I just no know the kain devil wey push Rebecca come my side for break, the next thing she did was to call me olodo omo the tin vex me enter bone marrow na so I use vexation push am and she go hit chest for wall cum fall down like person wey don die

Na so dem rush am go clinic, na im another round of beating start for me oh and trust Uncle Row to flog the devil out of you
Omo, since that primary year till I comot for school kpatakpata i just comot hand for anything anger because mine is disastrous when pushed beyond limits. Na so I for take kee my classmate unto vexation things.

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.

PointZerom:


I did this to my class teacher in 1987 and I was seriously punished.

SeaTrade:
One of the perks of being a smart kid in elementary school is that you hardly get beaten ,even if you are a criminal /sinister mastermind.
Well,I was one ,so I was rarely beaten throughout my time,even though na me dey commit pass but on the low.
Plus I had a cute round face,round body and was a butty boy

justdogitto:
Mine was hilarious, I still remember it like yesterday.
I had a fight with one of my classmate, who I realised now was convulsive..so the boy fainted...The head master called me to his office after receiving some beating and asked me to kneel under his table..Then there was nothing like GSM so the headmaster asked one of the prefects to follow me home and report the case to me parents. . Na so I carry the senior waka all the whole Dopemu garage, we went back and forth even got back to our starting point..It got to a point the senior agreed with me that we should go back and inform headmaster that my parents are not at home..Quickly I agreed...I didn't remember my house address � and the senior was tired of trekking....

Kenzico:
Back then in 1998
I and my friend Emeka was flogged and stripped naked for peeping a girl's pants
The guy went ahead to do more than that

I came to school the next day, omo they have carried our case to headmistress
I wished the ground will open up and swallow me up that day!!

LordVoldermort:

Did you seriously need to mention your butt?

justdogitto:
Mine was hilarious, I still remember it like yesterday.
I had a fight with one of my classmate, who I realised now was convulsive..so the boy fainted...The head master called me to his office after receiving some beating and asked me to kneel under his table..Then there was nothing like GSM so the headmaster asked one of the prefects to follow me home and report the case to me parents. . Na so I carry the senior waka all the whole Dopemu garage, we went back and forth even got back to our starting point..It got to a point the senior agreed with me that we should go back and inform headmaster that my parents are not at home..Quickly I agreed...I didn't remember my house address � and the senior was tired of trekking....

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

freshkpomo:
I do bad.
One time I used WWE smackdown on a school mate while in primary 5.
In primary 3 I made one munu aje loose a tooth to headbutting..that issue later led us to discover we were close (Solomon forgive me o,I hope your tooth grew back).
Other time I wrote a love letter to Vivian..
The one I will never forget, I was brutalized in primary 2 because I had a bad writing. Imagine giving me a week to start writing sexy writing or get demoted to a lower class go learn handwriting after the panel beating oooo.... On my first day at the University, one of the clearance officer also said same.. but I just smiled and told her, na so doctors dey write.. in fact most big men writing nor dey fine.. the woman was amazed.. mehn ain't that primary two boy nor More, sexy writing does not give grades3!!

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