Well, I actually made this confession some 16years ago but I was having a blast from the past and decided to share this unusual story. 😂😂😂
When I was in JSS1, we had this beautiful and sweet class teacher. We called her Aunty Eunice. Damn, that woman was fine and the closest to an angel I had encountered. On the other hand, we had that Intro tech teacher, Uncle Smart. Uncle Smart was a fine ass man too but he was Hitler’s reincarnation. Beating was his hobby and we naturally didn’t like him. The only time we ever saw the gentle side of Uncle Smart was whenever he came to our class.
We gradually noticed that his visits became quite regular, especially when we all had gone out for our break. Someone might go back to class to see aunty Eunice blushing to whatever he was whispering to her ears. So we decided to know what this harsh man was saying to this sweet lady to make her melt like butter. We felt he didn’t deserve a woman like her and so the association of mischievous class members held a meeting.
After so much deliberations on how to sabotage the blooming love affair, we decided that we’d plant a tape recorder close to her table before leaving for break. This would enable us know what they talked about and see how we can dabaru things. Yours truly happily volunteered to bring the tape recorder. Another said he would bring an empty tape. On the D day, I brought my father’s big ass radio to school, pumping with so much adrenaline. Everything was planned out. Until…
The brains behind this set up decided to back out. I don’t know the angel that warned them in the dream. They didn’t just back out…they decided we should all go and confess all we had planned to Aunty Eunice. 🙆🙆🙆 Lord have mercy. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.
I knew how disappointed she would be in me. Not only was I the English captain (which she taught), I was also the most introverted of her students. I looked too innocent to be a partaker of this evil enterprise. She was shocked but somehow impressed by how Smart we were. She neither punished us nor reported us to the school or our parents. I’m not really sure if she told Uncle Smart though. The memory is getting fuzzy now. But if that guy knew what we had been up to, he would have had each of us for dinner, I tell you. 😂😂😂
I’m really hoping someday, I can sit around a table with my old school friends and joke about it. I bet it’s forever etched in our memories. Long live Engreg High School. 🥂
Meanwhile, I still look innocent as ever.
😍😍😍 Argue with your wrinkles.
Thanks for reading to this point. Do share your mischievous high school memories, let’s have a good laugh. 😂😂😂
And have a happy frigging weekend. 🎉🍷🎈🍻🍸🎆🎊