Sharing my little sisters life experience in high school

"My name is Precious. I am in my final year in high school. I am a sanitary prefect in my school, St. Brain Scholastical Group of Schools, Pourtharcourt, Rivers State, Nigeria.

I'm on my way today, putting on my white shirt and sky-blue skirt and my black sandals with my prefect tag clipped on the right-hand side of my shirt to differentiate the sheep from the goat. I walked briefly down to the school entrance; some of my fellow prefects were on their duty post. I greeted some, talked to some, waved at some, and ignored some. After devotion, I went to do what was required of me.

After that, I walked to the class, only to hear an uproar in the class. Immediately, my mind told me that that was Mr. Gabriel, my English teacher, popularly known as Ambi. He is not the principal of the school, but he is the most dreaded teacher in the school, even more than the principal. If he says stop, everybody obeys within a twinkle of an eye. I walked into the class without permission because, at that point, it was not needed. Ambi was teaching letter writing. Immediately I stepped in, I quickly recalled his assignment to transcribe 300 words and write the meaning. We usually enjoy his class. No matter how dumb one is, if Mr. Gabriel teaches you, you will understand because of the funny examples he uses. He is strict and jovial at the same time; he changes like a chameleon to suit his colour. He taught us more about letter writing, and soon it was break time, and after that, school was over; I went home."

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