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angel_empy:
gamine, isnt that what u want?
i posted a chapter of my book on slitty's thread.please read it and tell me what u think

angel_empy:
sorry Gemane, Slitty is angry because i jocularly comented on the fact that she was posting her own stuff on your thread rather than start hers. i didnt expect her to get really angry.
i've said sorry on her new thread but i don't know if she's pacified.
since u were'nt complaining,i'll have to apologise for taking panadol for anoder person's palavar.

i don't even know if slitty's ought to be angry. it was my first thread and i was trying to be funny. look what i've done, she now gets angry with u.
do u now understand wats up?

angel_empy:
CHAPTER 1:
TOBE AND HIS FRIENDS
Obinna, Tobechukwu, Ahamefula and Gozie sat under the shade of a large Odan tree in the forest of Umunkwu.
They were a group of four friends [Gozie,Obinna,Tobechukwu and Ahamefula].They were aged twelve, thirteen and fifeteen respectively.
Due to seniority, Ahamefula was the leader of the group.
The friendship of the boys dated back to when they where all in primary school. Gozie being the cleverest boy in class IIA at that time was always fond of trying out new words he learnt from novels or poems, on his classmates especially the dimwits of the class.

One of such occasions found him exchanging words with Ahamefula. Ahamefula was one of the dullest boys in class IIA though his parents were well to do.
“Look at yourself. Bastard that’s what you are.” Gozie spat out acidically. A smile was playing upon his lips.
“What, what, did you say?” Ahamefula stammered. Gozie walked away feeling triumphant as he saw the fury, his words had gotten Ahamefula into. Later, as he sat on the first seat in the rectangular shaped classroom that housed class IIA, he smiled to himself as teacher Nwankwo was explaining a point in the maths lesson.
He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to face Ogechi-the girl that sat behind him. She handed him a squeezed paper. He turned from Ogechi to meet teacher Nwankwo’s gaze.
“Be careful” The teacher shouted, waving his fat long cane
“Yes sir.” Gozie replied as he hid his hand behind his back.
Teacher Nwankwo turned to the black board and wrote down three sums. While he did that, Gozie quickly opened the paper that had been given to him,
“Meet me at the school garden after school”. He read
Gozie heaved a little sigh which the teacher didn’t hear.
“Do these sums class, I am giving you all five minutes to submit it”.
A small murmur rose in the class of thirty-two pupils.
“Who amongst you murmured?” He said facing the class.
A hush fell on the class.
“Very well then, I shall smell out the miscreant.”
The stern looking catholic said.
This instilled terror in the pupils, ‘smelling out the miscreant’ was always a very cruel way of finding out the truth. And they all dreaded this mechanism always employed by the teacher of the class which was segmented into three rows. The pupils were watching him. His eyes fell on Ahamefula. The ever fearless boy had his eyes on an artwork, given him by one of his friends.
So engrossed was Aham in the artwork, that he didn’t notice the sign some of those in front were giving him. The only prompting he got was a sharp pain he felt on his back. He screamed and stood up holding his back. He met the eyes of his teacher.
“This is the miscreant”. The teacher spelt out. The class was still. They watched as their teacher pulled Aham roughly by the shirt out to the front of the class.
Those in the middle row knew it was Aham who made the comment all along but could not dare talk for fear of incurring his wrath. As they watched the teacher taunt and tease him, most of them felt vilified.
“Everybody say shame on him”
“Shame on you!”
Where Gozie sat, he laughed loudest. The teacher spent close to ten minutes bullying the boy he referred to as ‘fat-head’. After he had exhausted his pent-up anger, he ordered Aham back to his seat.
Ahamefula returned to his seat with his head bent low and his chest rising and falling. He sat back on his seat and swore under his breath. Ada, the girl that sat in front of him shifted closer to her desk to avoid him.
“You have five minutes to work on the sums. Now get to work. “He said.

All the students in the class including Ahamefula took their pencils and first copied the sums on a fresh page in their note books. They drew a line at the bottom of the fresh page and began working.
Exactly five minutes later; the teacher bellowed in his loud baritone voice.
“Pens up” All the pupils took their pens up and the teacher went round to take their note books from them. When he was comfortably seated on his seat, he took out his red biro from his drawer in the table he occupied.
“Bring out your English readers and go to page ten.” He shouted.
Every one obeyed the teacher’s command “learn the new words there. You shall be using it for your home work today,” He said turning his face to his students and saw they where busy at his prompting. He smiled and faced the files in the note books in his desk. He marked everyone’s books before clearing his throat
The pupils became aware of his eyes. He stood in front of the class and watched for the pupils with a keen eye. Holding the note books up, he positioned himself beside his desk and called out the names from bottom to the top [according to their scores in the sum]
“Ahamefula Amadi.” He called out first as the boy walked out to pick his note book which lay on the floor.
He kept calling the names until he got to the top.
“Gozie Chiejina. ‘He said with a smile on his face .As Gozie walked up to take his note book; the teacher took his cane from the top of the table and handed it over to Gozie. “Gozie will have to give Ahamefula a few strokes of the cane. “ He said.Ahamafula walked to the front of the class and took three strokes of the cane given him by Gozie.
He returned to his seat as the teacher wrote the assignments on the board for the pupils to copy.

Gozie got to the school garden to find Ahamefula waiting for him. He walked over to where Aham sat beside an orange tree.
A slap was the ovation he received. “Leave me alone”. Gozie cried.
By now Ahamefula had a strong hold on Gozie’s school shirt.
“Not until you tell me what the word bastard means”.
Gozie refused to answer the question,as Aham held on to his shirt and occasionally gave him a slap across his cherubic face.
“What is going on here?” Tobechukwu shouted as he approached with his twin brother Obinna.
“This stupid boy wants me to teach him a lesson.” Aham said.
Tobechukwu pleaded with Ahamefula until he left Gozie alone. The four of them who lived in the same part of the town walked home that day on the insistence of Obinna.
That marked the beginning of the friendship between the four boys. The first letter of their names were coined to form the word TOGA. This word they used as the symbol of their friendship and they parted with precious possessions symbols of their friendship and continuous commitment.
At the end of that term, Aham came thirtieth in the class for the first time.


SLITTY and GEMANE hope u don't mind my staeling your thread. i am posting a chapter from my soon to be published hildren's classic.
about my predicament, its like this!
for reasons i don't know about, i am the odd one in my house.everyone seems too different from me. this gives me troubles constantly with my mom and the rest of the fmily. i have seized to get bothered about it but the reallity is too obvious to ignore.

HEY EVERYONE, PLS TELL ME WHAT MY STUFF SOUNDS LIKE!

Gamine:
u can say that again!!!