Continuation From previous episode
Senior am sorr...
I was cut short by another deafening slap, this one had a way of reaching out to my intestines, honestly, u still feel the slap today after more than a decade.
"Na your father you de call senior? I senior your papa?" I was like;
***PHOTO CAPTION : MY LOOK OF CONFUSION WHEN HE ASKED ME THE QUESTION ABOVE ***
I never it was a taboo to address a senior student without recourse to his nickname. This particular One was called ***SENATOR *** whether he has now become a Nigerian senator, only God can answer that. I was later fed with few rounds of ***frog jump *** to solidify and concretize the welcome treatment, I managed to pack my personal effects, before I could say jack Robinson! Alas, it was time for night preparatory class (night prep).
With the rush and shouts from everywhere, by seniors to make us run to class, I carried my kerosene lantern without putting kerosene into it, I heard things like, "Don't be found where you should be lost, from that last man lie down,! God! Thank God I escaped this one ooo, then I was in class with lantern unlit because of forgetting to kerosene.
I sat there as empty and rejected as the biblical foolish virgins who went to meet the bridegroom without oil in their lamps . Just to further decorate my fears, in the distanct classes, I could hear a senior student's voice (probably the prep prefect) shouting and querying those without lanterns, this was me with lantern without kerosene, "I must be a bit luckier" I thought to my naive self , oh it was a miniaturized military barracks.
Somehow as I panicked, NEPA brought light and everyone quickly switched off their lanterns, but sadly the night wasn't for reading oo, several senior students took their turns to introduce themselves, with the high points being their nicknames, which they graciously wrote out on the blackboard and we recited them like the Roman Catholic "Hail Mary, full of Grace " canticles, mehn, it was a night too many.
As I was about to hive a sigh of relief, the bell went, that was a "warning " which told us we had five minutes more to be in class, five minutes later we were out, in yet another military race to the chapel for night prayers .
***PHOTO CAPTION : SCHOOL CHAPEL ***
If we thought we were done with the day's punishment, truth was far from us ooo, after few choruses that lasted like forever, few prayers and recitations from the ***Simple prayer book *** , a Catholic manual of prayers, it was checking time!!
The chapel prefect could be heard from the front shouting ***"without your church Hymnary or simple prayer book, stand up *** (in Holy Family College there was no time too late for flogging or punishment oo)
However before the beatings began, the JSS1 students Were fred, oh my God! What a sweet relief. But was all over yet?
To be continued...
@AmbDavid
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