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My love for my secondary school mathematics teacher "Mr. Segun" knew no bounds, he had recently been transferred from the primary school to come to teach at the secondary school, he was also a fresh SSCE graduate, they usually don't allow teachers with lower qualification teach the secondary, but because of how brilliant he was our school proprietor had to transfer him to the secondary school.
At first we the senior student saw him as someone we could talk down to since he wasn't even a university graduate, but the very first day he came into our class was the day I said to myself to sit up and learn mathematics, I have never loved mathematics, but ever since Mr Segun also called master segun became our mathematics teacher I was very eager to learn mathematics. I did start picking an interest in mathematics, I even asked my parent to let me stay for his extra classes after school hours, which they did pay for, I was very glad to have finally met a teacher who could make me want to learn something, and yes I did stand out after a term of his teaching, he also picked interest in me, he always encouraged me solved mathematics problems in my spare time, he made it very easy to approach him on anything I needed to know.
But one day something happened, I never expected it, he had given us a mathematics problem to solve on a Friday, but we weren't getting the solution right even after he had explained and so he asked us to come to school the next day which was a Saturday extra class, but one of our classmates was having his birthday party and so we told him about it, he hadn't said anything when we made our intentions of not coming the next day, he just said "Make sure you do your assignment correctly and submit as early as 7:30 am on Monday morning"
Monday morning came most of us came early and some came late as usual, we that came early had summited our assignment at that 7:30 am, and after the assembly, we waited in the class for the first period which was mathematics, I had done my assignment though I wasn't really sure of my answers, at least I had attempted it, this was what I had in my mind, but when Mr segun came to class, he wasn't smiling as he usually did, he first asked those who hadn't summited the assignment to step out and wait outside the class, half of the class went out and he caned then twelve strokes each, it was as if he already had us in mind after he has caned them, he went on to give us our note so we could mark our solution ourself, he faced the board and started solving the question without asking anything, he just solved the questions and asked us to mark our work, out of five questions I had gotten just one right, I didn't expect to be caned too, but when he started his canning with me, this was the first time he would beat me for something, I was caned six strokes on my buttocks , mehn that day I had cried because I always tried my best to avoid being beaten since I wasn't strong for it , my other classmates also were caned but they didn't cry like I did.
I think I felt hurt more because of my dedication to learning mathematics, well he later came to our class and told us the reason why we were beaten, he said it was because he wanted to take his time to teach us but we had prioritized going for a party over his teaching. well, I felt hurt and saw it as an abuse of power but there was nothing we could do but adjust and comply.
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