ENNY'S BLOG

"We all have our bad habits, don't we?" She blushed. "Yh", I sighed and thought of a way to make our conversation lengthy. "So what are your good habits". "Dancing is one of those. My sister taught me how to do it", She showed me some cool dance moves. "That's cool", I was jealous of her because my sisters were never available to teach me anything. "I'm also thinking of creating a cheer group for our athletes", She was excited. A cheer group in GMC? I wasn't so sure about that but I couldn't discourage her either. I followed her to Master Gbenga's office to tell him about it when they returned from the field and he agreed. Immediately, she brought out a piece of paper and started writing out the names of the junior students who were interested in joining her team. I advised her not to have too many people on her team so she'll be able to monitor their performances and she agreed with me. But so...

There was no way I could ignore what Janet said so I pondered on it as I walked home after school . Truth be told, she was the only person I considered taking her advice among my classmates. J anet's personality encouraged me to follow her advice. She was not only beautiful. She was cool, calm, respectful, and humble. She didn't fancy looking down on anyone. So when I was done eating snacks for lunch at home, I brought out my finance book from my reading table and started adjusting my budget for the new month to gather enough money to get Jess a new sportswear so she'll be able to participate in the competition. Apart from being a great opportunity for her to go further in her sports career, it was an opportunity for my class to do something great for the school.  I knew if Jess participated in the competition, there was a high chance of us winning and the credit will not go to her only. It'll be for the entire class. A fter several calculations, I found out it wasn...

During lunch, Master Gbenga told a junior student to call me from my classroom while I was eating boiled potatoes with fried eggs delightfully. I thought he was going to tell me my lips were in no position to eat having failed his test, but all he did was beg me to help Janet prepare for her English test since I was very good at it. Unfortunately, I forgot to do that because another teacher also begged me to help her watch over SS1 students while writing their because I was free and she trusted me my unbiased mind not to allow any of them practice any form of test malpractice and I promised to make her proud. H owever, nothing of such happened. The students didn't respect me because I wasn't as pretty as Halima or Janet. They bluntly told me they would never listen to me until I had a plastic surgery. Rather than ignore everything, I allowed their words to get to me and it was no good for me. "Lily, are you okay?" Janet noticed I got lost in thought while teaching ...