BIOGRAPHY OF TEJUMOLA BENSON (part 3)
I stopped about a 100 metres from the school gate
to
examine myself. I wiped off some sweats, cleaned my
shoes and so on.
I took a quick glance at my wristwatch before
resuming
my cleaning exercise.
8am? Yikes! I don over late.a
I quickened my pace and in no time, the school
gate was
just a few steps away.
Eric was standing there, alongside David and
some other
prefects. Some 'late- comers' too were kneeling
down.
"Good morning senior" I flexed my knees, already I
was
working out some excuses...
"bad morning to you! Join them!" Eric snarled
gesturing
towards the other students.
"Let her go in now, you know they're writing
J.S.C.E
exams...they would start by nine." David was
pleading
with Eric.
"No, she must be punished!" Eric said with a note
of
finality.
"what's even your business with this girl? Ehn?"
he added.
"kneel down there!" he ordered me.
"You don't have the aut