I have been thinking about what to write today when I came across the weekend contest post in a friend's blog and thank God we have just 8 hours to the end of the contest.
For me, I was a heck of a mischievous child and funny enough, my parents never knew about it because I had a very tough parent most especially my mom but it never stopped me from always pulling up pranks.
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I was seen as a quiet child so I had teachers who loved me and that helped me in pulling up pranks without anyone's knowledge.
Childhood was fun for me most especially when my family moved into a new neighborhood filled with boys my age who always protected and cared for me like their sisters. They made me feel comfortable and taught me all the naughty and mischievous pranks I always pulled up at school.
Sitting down to reminisce about my childhood, I realized I was more confident and bold about anything I wanted to do and never feared the outcome than when I was in my adolescent stage. I took risks and never cared what will happen as long as I and the rest of the pupils are safe, I don't care.
I remember in my third grade, we had this particular teacher who I felt was always beating us way too much for my liking and the annoying part was that she had a sister in the same class as me who she always pardoned when she did something wrong or even awful than many of us she always beat.
She was older than all of us in the class and always found joy in bullying us which was no fun to me because of the pain and injury she made sure to inflict on us. Although she was kinda scared of me because I never feared her but I was like a tiny ant while she was as huge as an elephant and can still trample on me if she wished to but not as she does to other kids.
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So, one day, I decided to take the law into my hands by doing something nasty to the girl because her aunt who was our teacher did not flog her when she hit a girl in the class. I saw that as bullying and felt bad when our teacher did not best her and did not see it dim fit to tell her sister to apologize.
One day, while she was asleep and our teacher who was her aunt was out of the class, I got a rough paper, folded it, and stuck it into her opened mouth because she was snoring. She did not realize what I did to her and others began to laugh.
She woke up to find the wrapped paper inside her mouth with the rest of the class laughing real hard at her and immediately went to report me to our teacher, her aunt who came into the class.
Even though I knew I would be flogged I still defended myself by telling the teacher she was snoring and making a hell of noise which made the class erupt in laughter.
I was flogged but one thing was sure, that girl stopped bullying the class because we all took the stage from her by always making a mockery of her opening her mouth while sleeping.
Another prank I constantly pulled up was always forming sick to the class and teacher whenever it was my turn on Fridays to darken the blackboard what charcoal or battery because I don't like doing it and my classmates will always end up doing the work for me happily.
In my fourth grade, one day, we had a dictation class and after the dictation, I realized I failed bit not only me but almost the whole class, I guess we all played throughout the weekend that we forgot that our class teacher gave us a homework of reading and memorizing the spelling.
That Monday, she came in and gave us the dictation unexpectedly causing every one of us to fail, she knew we did not read thought-out the weekend to have caused such failure and decided to flog every one of us who failed two strokes of the cane for one word most especially, she promised to deal with me very well because she knew I was good with spelling and how I play too much and would have done so during the weekend to have caused me failing woefully. I hated cane but still would have heard the pain but when I sensed the fear in the class, I knew it was not going to be funny at all and so, I decided to do something while no one was looking at me.
I put my two fingers into my mouth down to my throat and immediately my brain sensed the hand, it sent a signal to my throat causing me to puke uncontrollably.
The whole class ran out to call our teacher who went out to get a cane and she came running into the class when she was told what was happening.
I was rushed to the sickbay and asked to rest while my teacher looked disturbed thinking I fell sick because she was going to flog me but not realizing it was a prank I pulled up.
Throughout that day, my teacher treated me like a sick person should be treated and more like a baby while I laughed at how perfectly my plan worked.
At the close of the day, all my classmates came to thank me for how my sickness saved them from being flogged because we were sure our teacher was going to flog us mercilessly.
We all knew she rarely flogged us but always gave us punishment for any wrong we commit but any time she says she is going to flog us then we are sure we are doomed for that day.
My parents never knew how mischievous I was at school and never got to know because they would have skinned me alive.
I mean, I have got so much to write about my childhood even though most of them are filled with bad memories forcing me to grow up but remembering them put a smile on my face.
This is my entry to the weekend contest.
You'll need to tag #weekend-engagement as the first tag, not second. It helps me find the posts so I do not miss any.
Done and dusted. Thank you for that 🤗😊
Thank you, I know it sounds pedantic but I have to be consistent to be fair to all. I appreciate it Carlynn.
It's no problem at all. I do appreciate it.
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