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Chapter 5- Detention.
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2020-09-26 21:56:26The assembly ground was particularly long today with Mr. Rotimi's croaky voice blasting through the speakers. He was having another of his Thursday's seminars. I was surprised to see Bolaji and Harrison talking and laughing without an iota of weariness in their eyes. All I did was to nod to all their statements. I wasn't hearing a single word they were saying but I'm sure they were teasing.
Harrison found a very good spot at the back of the class that can at least, block me from the English literature teacher's sight.
I slept through the first period which was Yoruba. Our Yoruba teacher is an elderly woman in her late sixties. We were told she was here when St. Peter's High was just a piece of block and she devoted her time and energy till it got to where it is today.
I guess you are wondering why someone who has been here from the onset is still a teacher here in St. Peter's High. She has been asked to quit teaching severally by the VP and become the Primary school's Head Mistress but she has always insisted on retaining her position as our yoruba teacher. After series of failed persuasion by the VP, he decided to make her the highest paid staff in St. Peter's High.
"Who can answer this question?" Mr. Daniel, the youth Corper from Enugu says, looking around for the perfect scapegoat.
"Hey! That boy there! Wake him up!"
Before anyone had the chance to tap me, I yank myself up.
"Sir?" Now standing on my feet, I stretch and yawn like a stressed gorilla.
"You have the guts and the effrontery to sleep in my class, Timmy!" He yells.
Woah! He really seems pissed. I duck my head and I fumble with my handkerchief in my hands.
"I am sorry, Sir." I apologize
"You are sorry?"He says, pacing up and down. Mr. Daniel particularly likes moving around when he talks. He accompanies every word with a step.
"You will be so sorry if you don't answer my question. I don't know why you-" He pauses and looks towards the other end of the classroom.
"What nonsense! Wake that girl up, now!" Everyone stares as Ade gently taps her. What is Amanda doing with Ade in the back seat. Her seat is in the front row, near the class room door. Wait a minute, Ade's seat partner is in Amanda's seat? Amanda's seat partner and Ade's seat partner exchanged seats. What's going on?
"Amanda, I didn't expect this from you. Of all people, you!? Sleeping in my class!? Stand up now!" He orders.
She stands without saying a word. She has that innocent look on her face that melts my heart.
"What happened? Why were you sleeping in my class?"
This is outrageous! He didn't even bother knowing the reason why I was sleeping in the first place.
"I was studying late last night. I'm sorry, sir." She replies.
Her voice, like a sweet soothing wind. Even the devil would reconsider punishing her.
"Oh, how about you, Timmy? Why were you asleep earlier?"
Oh, it's now you remember me.
"I was studying too, sir," I say, trying to sound as innocent as possible.
"So, both of you were studying, huh?"
"Yes, Sir." We reply together.
"Okay. Hope you were studying my subject because if you don't answer my question, you'll be in big trouble," Mr. Daniel says, staring hard at me.
Jeez! Why is he looking at only me. I'm not the only culprit here.
"I will start with you, Timmy."
What happened to ladies first, Mr. Man?
"I will ask you both two questions. If you fail one, you are as good as dead."
Oh my God! When Mr. Daniel decides to ask you two questions, just know you are bound to failing one or both.
"Firstly, the representation of actions by their sounds is what?"
"Onomatopoeia, sir." I answer immediately.
Here comes the bomb!
"hmmmmm. Smart kid. What is the assertion of an affirmative by negating its contrary?"
Wow, that's a tough one. Now I'm stuck between Litotes and Irony. That's my problem with figures of speech. When you think its this one, it ends up being the other and vice versa.
We'll, I have to choose one.
"its-----its Litotes, sir." My heart beat increases. I'm not scared of what he'll do to me if I fail, I am scared of Mama finding out I dozed off in class. It would be disastrous.
"Clap for him, class. We have a genius in our midst." He smiles at me.
Amanda answers her two questions correctly. The class applauds her as well.
"It's good to do the right thing at the right time. That's why the school organized prep sessions for you all. At this stage, reading at night is not good for you, per say. If you know reading at night disturbs you from listening in class, you would have to adjust your time table to a more convenient time, understood?"
We both reply.
"Your sins cannot go unpunished. Both of you are on detention for the rest of the week."
"But sir." I try to explain.
"We answered your questions correctly." Amanda finishes it.
"Oh, the questions I asked was just to test your knowledge. I am really impressed I must say. Detention for the rest of the week. Sit down, both of you. Now! Where were we..."
Detention after school hours!? What do I tell Mama? Come to think of it, it's a good way to get closer to Amanda. Yes! Genius! I am sure I will find the perfect cover with the help of Bolaji and Harrison, the masters of mischief.
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