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Saturday, 1 April 2017

The Preacher’s Son – Part 20

I finished sweeping the whole classes and the seniors that were purnished asked me to come and pack the grasses they had cut, i refused and ran away because i concluded in my mind that it was better to face aunty PHE than to meet those seniors.
I went to aunty PHE place but i took solomon with me to aovoid stories that touch;)
When we got there, she was alone marking some class work.
“ma. Am here”
she looked at me with a smile on her face but when she saw solomon the useless smile on her face disapeared.
“why are both of you here” she gave a jamb question
“ma. My father told me to go and buy something with him after school” i fired her a jamb answer.
She was disapointed and i said in my mind ‘so this woman tink say i no get sense’.
 Since that day she did not disturb me agian.

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Since that day that my balls was nearly broken while playing football in primary school, i’ve always had reservation about playing football in school because i wanted to see my children.
So that day i intended stroling around with my elder sister and her friends even though i was afraid of girls then, i still loved listening to their stories about boyfreinds etc.
But those seniors were not helping matters, they dragged me to the field to join my mates in playing football.
I got to the field and the next thing i knew i was already on the ground.
‘Una see person never enter ball you wan kill me already’ i queried.
The match started and my mates were winning 3goals to 1, what i did not know or bother to ask was were my goal post was, i just ran anywhere the ball was and pass to anybody.
Suddenly a boy was running with the ball to a goal post, i ran like an antelope and pursued him, he shot at the goal keeper, the goalie punched the ball to my direction and i added another heavy shot before i realised i had scored an own goal.
I was driven from the match and i looked at the seniors and said i told you.
I met some of my mates who were older than me and they were the kinda guys that smoke indian hemp and always toast girls during games, the brought a bike to games and they asked me if i knew how to ride bike i shouted yes.
I taught that riding a bike was like riding tyre so i climed the bike, what i saw made me almost jump down and run for my life, that was the first time i had sat at the front of a bike and i was so scared.
‘So you sef na jew man’ they all laughed at me when i could not even turn the head of the bike, not to talk of starting it.
They pushed me to the fuel tank and three of them climbed together with me, i felt like a rat in a small hole.
They started the bike and started moving on a high speed, the rush of breeze hit my face like a volcano and made me started crying.
When we were speeding i saw a pothole in the ground which made me afraid thinking i was going into the ground, i started shouting, ‘Blood of Jesus’ and closed my eye but the bike kept on going and i was hearing laughter then i opened my eyes and saw that we were not dead.
‘Bros na so you sabi fear’ they said with laughter.

‘no i just dey practised how to pray’ i said with my heart beating wildly which made them laughed the more.
I quickly begged them to drop me and they did and left.

‘Una no go come collect number’ i shouted to them but they cared less.
I went back to the school to meet a wrestling match going on so i ran to go and cheer them up.
The fight was between the games master and an ex-student. The student was toasting a girl and the games master thinking the boy was a junior student ran up to him and flog him, telling him to go and join his mate in games.
The boy was furioused and gave the teacher an outstanding blow that could send john cena to an untimely death. He then grabbed the man and raised him up like a sack of garri and flung him to the ground while punching the hell out of him.
The students were happy because the game master was a thorn to our flesh and no-one dared help him, until i saw blood coming out of his mouth and so it irritated me and i grabbed a stone and flung it on the ex-student head.
Everyone were suprised at my actions and the boy got up from the teacher’s body and flung himself at me, but this time i had furnished myself with the art of war learning from my different fights, so as the boy rushed at me i turned my hand like David and sent another stone crashing into his kneecap.
That slowed him down while other seniors and the game master grabbed him from behind and bundled him to the ground.
I had become an overnight hero who scored an own goal and the rate girls were looking at me with admiration i felt like GEJ:D
the boy was later taken to the police station while i was the current celebrity who everybody wanted escorting home so that they can hear the story live from the chairman’s mouth, i added my own share of the scope and made my part sweeter.
I did not know my actions had bought me more enemies than friends.

******TO BE CONTINUED******

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