Notebook nightmare: 5 mins freewrite

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For over an hour, Kemi had been secretly rummaging through her schoolbag. She was sweating as though she’d just stepped out of a shower.
“Everyone, submit your notebooks,” the teacher announced as she entered the classroom. “If you did not do your assignment, or if you forgot your notebook at home, you will receive six strokes of the cane—and I mean it.”
Poor Kemi couldn’t find her notebook, even though she was sure she had packed it that morning.
As the teacher moved from desk to desk, checking assignments and delivering punishments, Kemi bent low under her table, crying and shaking as if struck by a terrible fever. The teacher soon noticed her muffled sniffling and approached, cane in hand, demanding to know where her notebook was.
“I d-didn’t f-find it,” Kemi stammered.
Just as the teacher was about to order her outside to kneel for punishment, Kemi’s seatmate pointed toward a boy in the front row. “Isn’t that your book with Tunde? That’s your handwriting.”
The teacher took the notebook and saw Kemi’s name written inside. It turned out Tunde had stolen it, wrapped it in newspaper, and scribbled his name on the cover. Fortunately, Kemi always wrote her name on every fourth page of her notebooks.
Furious, the teacher tripled Tunde’s punishment. That day, Tunde the notebook thief became the scapegoat meant to teach everyone a lesson.