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somewhere in the southwest part of NIGERIA, ( I reside in one of the states around there). there was this 15 year old boy, that happens to be a junior brother to me in the neighbourhood, (not related by blood). he is in SS2 (as we do use it in NIGERIA here, he attends a government school not far from home).
He came back from school one day, sweating profusely and happy at the same time. it's been a while since I last saw him in that mood so I was forced to call him to ask what's up with him. He didn't actually wanted to open up to me at first probably because it wasn't something good enough to tell people. but after so much persuasion. he finally opened up. his narration goes thus:
(now writing as the 15 year old boy): there was this literature teacher in my school terrorising the students all the time, he acts tough all the time, he is always scaring students with his methods of beating and punishments. he was so wicked, that most of the other teachers borrow him to beat or punish there students and this was getting to his head, he was becoming too pompous and hard to control.
so on this day, he actually provoked all the students in SS2 class, because he caned and punished everyone of them for no good reason. ( his actual reason was that, he passed by there class and none of them greeted him) it was absurd, everyone was provoked. so the group of tough guys in class ( I don't actually belong to that group but I do mingle with them) they planned to deal with that teacher so as to stop him from harassing other students (in the name of punishment). So they planned to teach him a lesson, the plan was that on his way home, (he walks alone through this tiny bush path that leads to his house) there will be an ambush waiting for him. it was closing time already, all preparations has been made, and the evil teacher was heading home,just as he got to the middle of the road, we started throwing stones at him from inside the bush that we were laying, the stones were hitting so badly, it was from different directions so he didn't know where to run to, we had the advantage. we made him run home. and we all departed satisfied with laughter in our faces. (end of his story)
it was a really a conspiracy. but I just keep wondering what will happen to them to school the next day if the teacher later found out it was them.
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will tell you about that later . thanks