“Hurry up, hurry up, the bell is
ringing!”
“Quick, the gate is closing. We are
late!”
“Oh … no. I left my Math books and
sports clothes at home!”
The sun was starting to shine
brightly over their youthful heads. The sound of their pounding feet was an
everyday routine people could hear each morning.
“Stop there!Walk to the school
yard!”
“Get off your motorcycle! Don’t you
know what time is it now?”
“Do 30 push ups ! Come on, be
discipline!”
Commands were heard by the front
gate, breaking the silence of the beginning of the new day. Then there would be
a line of students with their grinning countenances in front of the teacher
office to record their juvenility.
“Another 20 points for me”.
“Yeah, it is my third this week”.
“Why doesn’t our school start at
07.00?”,
Some grunts came out while the
speakers were drifting to their classes.
“Knock, knock”.
“Come in. Why are you late?”
“I got up at 06.00 o’clock, Sir”
“Well, you are 15 minutes late. Do
5 rounds running across the basketball field”.
The smiles left their lips and they
had to do the next command so they could join
their classmates to study.
Sweating, thirsty and beaten, those
seekers of knowledge got into their seat with sighs of relief.
“Allright, take out your homework!”
“Not again! I forgot to do it!”
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