Listen to your gut, it could save you.

Is it even possible to say the word military without time coming to mind?
Back then when i was still in school (military school), we had this annoying sound, it was a siren. Once you hear the sound and look at your watch, automatically you ought to know where to be.

7:00am - breakfast
7:30am- Assembly ground
8:10am- class commences.
11:45am- Break time
12:15pm- classes continue
3:00pm- Lunch time
And so on.

I'm actually surprised that i could remember all this because it's been like 10 years since i graduated.

I was the quiet type. I actually realised how bad that was when a teacher that had taught me for 5 years asked if i had ever attended her class.

Ma, i have been in your class for five good years. I never failed any course to attract attention, i wasn't also the brightest student. I was at the middle. That's a wrong place to be.

I remember a certain time, our Social studies teacher gave us an assignment and asked that we submit before the assembly time.
We took it for granted because she normally never paid attention to the assignments. The highest she would do was to mark them in class and score us right there.

So we thought to ourselves, if we don't submit it she would still come to the class and mark them. So, no Biggie. We're cool. Except the fact that we weren't.

My best friend Fabrice, we always hung out together. I always had this feeling when ever something weird would occur. I told him about my gut and he swept it under the rug.

"Bro, a part of me tells me that this woman will actually take this seriously" i said.

"The highest she would do is to flog us for late submission" He replied.

Flogging was out of the point for me because i so much hate pain especially one inflicted by a stick.
That morning i went to the teachers office just after breakfast. The funny thing was that breakfast was delayed, so we finished a little bit late. I immediately dashed into the teacher's office and submitted mine.

As i quickly walked in she checked her wrist watch and it was 7:29am. That was really timely.
"You are a very lucky guy" she said.

I never understood the meaning of those words till it was her time to teach. The third class just after break, she walked into the classroom with three sticks (cane).

I felt so relieved that i wasn't going to be a victim. Our predecessors always told us that she wasn't good with the stick (cane).

"So if she flogs you, it isn't going to be painful".

I think these words made Fabrice relax a lot. He had done the assignment but didn't submit it because He taught it would be like it had always been. This time she came with a cane and she said this words that sent chills allover my body.

"Students have always underestimated me because I've been lenient with them. I do that not because I'm weak but because I'm a mother. But i gave an assignment and only five people listened to me out of 55 students. You students have pushed me to the wall and i promise you this 45 minutes i will spend in this class i will use it to teach you guys a heavy lesson".

Immediately after she said that a military man walked into the class. It was like in the movies. I often imagined they had planned it because it was so cool.

This particular man was really feared because he flogs ruthlessly. A popular rumour in school was that he was once punishing ss3 students and one of them fainted. When he got to the student, he flogged him back to consciousness. His fame spread abroad. Every student feared him.

If a junior student says i will report you to Sir Agu. Better drop your pride and beg for your life.

His favourite line whenever he was about to administer evil. "When I'm done with you baggas, you will be almost dead but you will not die because i will bring you back to life"

With that line Fabrice Almost wet himself. He asked that we all stepped outside. Well, excluding the good Five.

"When i flog you, you dash back into your classroom".

He started flogging from the first girl. He flogged the girls on their palm and the guys at the back. Five strokes each. I think he was going easy on them though, i wondered why.

But he suddenly changed when he injured his finger because Amarachi couldn't be strong and take the strokes boldly. This happend when he was about flogging Fabrice.

Till the day we graduated Fabrice hated our Social studies teacher. And he always listened to me too😂😂