Last week Friday started perfectly. I went to bed very early on Thursday so I woke up agile and early that Friday.
I took my bath and prepared for school. On my way, I bought soft bread and akara(bean cake), and then a bottle of chilled yogurt to put the food. All these expenses were possible because my brother sent me money that same Thursday, I was so happy.
I reached school smiling as bright as the sun feeling so good with no idea that my day was going to be a mess.
It started right from the first class we had. The lecturer came right on time and immediately started giving us his notes. We copied the note till his period was over. I didn't even notice that the next lecturer was already waiting outside for her period to begin. Immediately she entered the class, she did exactly what the previous lecturer did, throughout the class, she dictated her notes, and we copied them.
That day it just felt like it was planned by all of them.
When it was 2pm, I was about to rush out to buy snacks for lunch, but the next lecturer came in, and she said, “If you are leaving my class, don't bother coming back," so I had no choice but to stay hungry.
By the time it was 4pm, I was already having a headache, and my right hand was shaking from all the copying of notes.
I was so tired that I didn't even have the strength to rush out and buy some snacks.
I just dropped my pen and layed my head on the desk as I massaged and stretched my fingers.
They were turning numb from copying notes.
Just then our statistics teacher came in.
Firstly, I hated that class because who in the world would fix a statistics lecture in the evening after a long day.
Secondly, the lecturer is an old man who is far due for retirement, so understanding his lectures is a miracle.
And lastly, I was already tired for the day.
And then the breaking point came,
“Tear a sheet of paper,” his old, cracked, faint voice barely sounded clear. At that point, I dropped my pen, filled with frustration. I looked at the man with anger and pain before I wrote my name and my number. That was the only thing I wrote, there was no way on earth I would have done the test. I submitted my paper empty.
The man was done with his class, and lectures were over for the day.
I rushed to a canteen by the school's main gate and ordered food immediately; I felt like fainting.
I sat down and waited for the girl to serve me my coconut rice with two cups of moi moi(bean pudding). My mouth was already watered up by the aroma that filled the canteen. When my food arrived, I dug in.
Just then a guy came and sat on the opposite side of my table facing me.
After ordering his food he started looking at me and smiling.
“Is that all you are ordering?" I heard him ask
“It's enough for me," I said exhausted and barely reacted
He then shook his head dramatically as he said "If it was me eating this, I would get hungry before getting to the door,"
I still didn't react and ignored him this time.
“Don't tell me you are ajebo, the type that gets full after three spoons. Or there is one boy here catching your eyes?”
I laughed lightly and said “I am just not that hungry," I lied so he could leave me in peace
"That's a lie! You look like someone who just wrestled a tiger.”
I didn't know when I dropped my spoon and started laughing.
“I know that look, the ‘I hate school but I don't have a choice’ look,”
"Exactly," I was kinda glad he understood me at that moment
“Well, let me buy you more food because I know you have money. Rich girls are always stingy even to themselves,"
“That's a lie, but anyways thank you but I am okay" I laughed lightly
“You see? Cash Guru behavior. If it were me, I would say ‘Yes! Add extra meat!’ But you, you’re humble.”
He leaned in and looked around dramatically, then whispered to me “Be honest, how much do you have in your account right now? 5 million? 10 million?”
“Ah! I wish.” I said while laughing
“Don’t lie. I won’t beg you for money, I just want to know if I should start respecting you,” he said with a serious face that just made me laugh the more.
Throughout my stay in that canteen that evening we both broke the table manners rule of not talking while eating. And it was worth it because as I left there I felt absolutely different and alive again.
Turns out a funny conversation with a stranger was just what the doctor ordered.
This was a great entry, your retelling of the school days makes me remember when my hands used to ache 😩 like my wrist would break!
But anyway I'm glad that the protagonist got to have a light hearted conversation with an interesting person. Like you say, sometimes it's an opportunity for a wonderful friendship/relationship to grow! Thank you for sharing, and enjoy your week 🙏
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Leave it to lecturers to frustrate every cell in your body. It seems to give them joy. I hope you do find a way to make up for the statistic test.
We all need a little bit of laughter after a hard day's work, and I am glad you hot yours in full.
Thanks
Who would have thought a total stranger would make your day much better, haha.
These lecturers can be so inconsiderate sometimes and it’s tiring, sighs.
I don't know why they are like that 🤧
Sometimes I wish I have the kind of luck women have. Wherever they go, there is always some nice dudes trying to buy them food or help settle the bills, hehehe.
😂😂
Lecturers can be frustrating. You made me remember a lecturer that I almost developed hatred for when I was at the university…
Yh