3-school

3 - School

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RAHMA

The open space of the house courtyard which was adorned with Gardens containing flowers gave me a refreshing feeling as I exited.

I walked straight to the parking lots just to be welcomed by the sight of a car whose engine has been ignited probably ready to move.

I quickly entered the car and sat next to walid at the back seat while laughing.

I knew what he wanted to do unfortunately his plan foiled.

      "hey best bro" I said teasingly while dodging his shoulder lightly.

      "Rahma Ibrahim" he replied calling my full name through gritted teeth clearly showing how annoyed he was.

     "Adam" I continued the last name for him ,            "Rahma ki fita daga ido na na rufe" walid said sounding annoyed ,

     "in kuma naki fa (what if I don't)" I replied back ,

     "toh.... I have said my own , and when we reach school dont even act like you know me" Walid said more of like a warning ,

     "oh please It is me that is supposed to say that self , you will be forming fresh" I said while rolling my eyes at him.

It's the truth. But wait I know he is fresh...he might just be overdoing it.

      We were arguing to the extent that we didn't even notice we have arrived at school.

    "Yara ku sauka (children come down)" Hassan said.

     "okay bye Hassan" I said while exiting the car while I straighten my skirt which was slightly getting squeezed.

     "Hassan please come early today after closing, yesterday you came late, we were like among the last students that left" Walid said, 

"insha allah, jiya barci ne ya kama ni (by the grace of god, yesterday I slept off)" Hassan replied.

    When I entered the school Walid and I part ways to go to our various classes.

        Walid is in ss3 and am in ss2, he is 16 and am 14.

He is just a year older than me amma yana wani feeling kanshi.(but he will be feeling himself).

The walk to the Ss2 classroom was a long one as I climbed up the stairs till I reach the Second-to-the-last floor which was the ss2 class.

The School class area is designed in a modern extraordinary form.

Whoever the engineer is must be a professional.

The Play class is the only class not connected to any stairs.

The play class is a single large bungalow and also the first building in the class area.

It was designed in such a way that the kids will be super comfortable without stress like us that have to climb stairs everyday.

We once complained about the never-ending long stairs to the school student's affairs council but they backed it up by saying that it's a good way to exercise in the early morning.

The reason was too lame to me hut I did not argue.

This is a School not a marathon training center.

The primary 1-6 classroom is a Skyscraper building high up till the sixth floor.

This goes the same for the Jss1-3 class and another separate one for SS1-3.

The only skyscraper with a lift is the Primary 1-6 own.

        I sigh in relief as I entered the class room.

Our class rooms all have the same design except for the Play class own of course.

The chairs and tables were all grey and a comfortable one to sit on.

It looks almost like a comfortable coffee couch.

The classrooms are well ventilated with Air conditiners and six windows with four fans hanged on the ceiling.

The wall are glass-made and are also translucent.

We do not mostly copy notes but we jot down things.

Teaching has also been made easy for our teachers because we have touch boards and projectors.

Fatima dragged me immediately when I entered the class that had me almost tripping.

"oya be fast and let's go,you know we are having food and nut" she said while looking for her mac laptop.

           'of course I know miss Felicia', who doesnt know her' I thought to myself.

Miss Felicia is our food/nut teacher, she is very strict.

Okay... maybe not that strict but she is tough.

         If she enters the class before you , you will kneel down throughout the class.

If you make noise, you also kneel down.

If you are dressed in an unusual way, you kneel down.

If you eat while lessons are going on, you kneel down.

Like...We kneel down for literally everything during her class.

         I hurriedly carried my note and we zoomed off to food and nut lab.

The labs were located in another separate skyscraper just near the SSs' classes.

We were welcomed by the sight of students already seated as we entered the lab.

    We are much in food and nut, almost half if the set.

Many of the students wanted to join because of food.

I also could not help it,

    I love food.

Like who dosent....food is like afterall.

I remembered the first food and nut class in my ss1.

    We were all so excited that we lost count of time and arrived late.

Other teachers would have been like 'since this is the first contact, I'll give you all a last chance'. But our dear Miss Felicia is sure unique.

She made us all to kneel down throughout the period.

It was sure a moment to remember.

A/N

Hello everyone this is Thursday 28th march 2024. I am editing this book again because I noticed that it has alot of grammatical faults so if you are reading this then I suggest you start from chapter one and do not read any chapter you did not see this message on because it means it is still unedited.

I want to try to keep this book up although it was written 2021,your mindset changes as you grow and so do your writing.

Follow me on this new edited version and I am sure you will love it more. Ramadan Kareem.