The Preacher Son

Episode 26

We all wrote down our names for mr sunny(rip) to put down in his register. He gave us his commandments and other rules.

What was in my mind was the note that judith sent to me.

‘Abi is it a trap’ i taught.

‘Young man what did i say last’ mr sunny interupted my thoughts.

‘Sir you said, young man what did i say last’ i said feeling my sense.

He looked at me and frown his face knowing that i knew his plan exactly. My mind was beating fast but when he kept quiet i calm down.

‘You students should not make noise, you know that jss3 class is next to yours so dont come and meet me if you are punished’ mr sunny told us before packing his register going out of our class.
‘I would be your business studies teacher, so when you have my period come and call me’ he stoped at the door and told us before leaving.
‘So jss3 used to flog jss2’ i turned with confusion looking at judith.

‘Ehen na, even us can punish jss1’
‘This is not bad at all, atleast jss1 go start to dey suffer for my hand’ i tot.

Judith was boring me with silly jist while rubbing my arms and neck which made me shy so i got up and told her i want to greet my other class members.

I stood up and saw a boy reading an arabic book, as a trouble maker who wanted to get noticed i snatch the book and ran, when i turned he had not followed me, he just sat looking at me.
I looked at the book and saw it was a Quran.
‘Chai bros sorry, na mistake’ i told him while i gave him back. We introduce ourselves and he said his name was Jamilu, i smiled at him and we shook hands while i went to look for another person to trouble.

I saw a boy gisting with some big babes in class and i wondered how a small boy would be controlling big babes like this na.

I took a seat and joined them, the look i was given shocked me.
‘You see your mate for here’ the boy among them asked me.

‘You wey be fulani man with design for face you no get respect abi’ i said running my mouth.

Before i said jack bauer he slaped me hard and we started fighting while the other students were encouraging us.

‘Who is making that noise’ a voice interupted us which made us all scamper to our seats like little mouses.

‘If we hear any voice again you students would be dealt with, so sleep now on your desk’.
I saw the student talking to us was also wearing a short sleeve shirt, so i asked him.

‘Guy which class you dey sef, and you dey come punish students’ i ran my mouth before remembering what uncle sunny told us about the rules of leadership in the school.

‘Oya follow me now, silly boy’ the jss3 student told me.

I followed him and he told me to kneel down in front of the class. As i knelt down i saw different colour of p@anties from those girls who said their legs cant close.

‘Thats my brother, samson’ i heard my sister voice, which made me angry because i was having a great view from underneath.

‘ok get up’ senior samson said so i thank them and left.

I went back to class and our mathematics teacher entered and wrote ‘logarithm’ on the board.

‘Ow i m0aned, maths was my worst subject till date and so i used that time to think about what i wanted to do during break, judith’s note, mercy and finally my mind went to the thought of solomon my friend in akwanga and other stuffs.
That reminds me, solomon was the best friend i ever had, what hapened between both of us one day made me smile……. Back to memory lane.

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‘Guy come see something’, solomon told me one day in school. He was hiding something in his bag and i went to him and saw him with a computer game.

I was so excited and we both played together when ever the teacher was not around. When school close that day i had gotten addicted to the game and i begged solomon to give me to take it home, it was not his but he gave me and told me to take care of it.

I played the game from the school till i got home and i did nothing that day, i was just playing it and ignored anywork i was given.

The next morning when i woke