Donigspain - S01 E19

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Donigspain - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

It was on a Wednesday, a foggy

morning. I stood at the school’s

main gate, a long cain in my

hand, waiting to punish late

comers. A few students already

knelt down waiting for their turn

to recieve my morning coffee.

Wheeew, wheeew, wheeew… I

lashed on the open palms of the

students a bit cynically. I was so

much engrossed in the present

activity that I never noticed when

someone walked up to me. When

I saw the shadow I thought it

was one of the late comers and

so I raised my hand to hand over

a few cups of my hot coffee to

the owner of the shadow.

Midway into the air I raised my

face to have a proper target of

the palm and that was when my

eyes caught this petite goddess.

She has this oval face, pointed

nose, naturally perfectly

patterned eyebrows, succulent

lips, well nourished ebony skin…

My hand was still in the air not

knowing whether to bring it

down or to instantly wave

‘halelujah’ to the Almighty for

such a wonderful creation.

”Good morning sir, please I want

to see a student in this school. I

have a message from her mother

for her” the girl spoke out and

that was when I nearly collapsed

from the charming effects of this

perfect creation. She has got a

perfect dentition that is

artistically finished with a gap

inbetween the upper and lower

incisors. Her voice sounded so

angelic that I nearly danced to its

unheard rhythm.

”Please sir, is Anita in school?”

she continued.

”Of course, good morning,

Anita… Yes, I think she

dey…mmnn, she is in the class.

Let me send a student to call her

for you” I replied her in a

stuttering voice. She must have

noticed my uneasiness because

she turned around in an attempt

to hold back herself from giving

off an embarrassing laugh. It

was then I had a clearer

assessment of her load. She

parades with this two full

volcanic mountains on her chest.

They stood so firm that one

would mistake them to have

been surgically implanted by a

veteran plastic surgeon. Her

arsenal (behind) gave me more

insight into what my secondary

school geography teacher had

been trying to describe when

she taught us about fold

mountains. Curvy and

protruding; a perfect example of

an over-fold mountain. There and

then I understood the concept.

I asked a student to go and call

Anita out from SS2 class. She

returned with Anita who

shouted and embraced the girl.

They exchanged pleasantries

before they excused themselves

to go and talk over the message

she came to deliver. With an

unsettled mind I asked the

remaining students kneeling

down to go and do a little

sanitary work before going into

their classes as flogging them

will take my attention from

identifying with this creature

from the mythical Shangri-La.

Minutes later, they finished their

discussion and she waved me

goodbye before boarding an

Okada.

”Anita come, is she your sister?”

I interrogated Anita as she made

to walk back into her class.

”No sir, she’s my friend. We stay

in the same street,” Anita replied

jovially.

”Really, why didn’t she go to

school today? I don’t like seeing

young girls roam about the

place” I pressed further in an

attempt to psych her.

”She used to go to school but

she stopped because she said

her teachers in their school were

disturbing her. But now she

wants to join our school. She’ll be

starting on Monday next week,”

Anita exposed.

I nearly jumped up in happiness

when I learnt she’ll be joining

our school. That means I’ll get to

see this angel daily. Oh, if she

only knows what she’s getting

herself into. Running from

wolves and ending up in lions’

den. I can’t wait o!