I had a little idea of what boarding school was like. Fahny told me that if only I obey my seniors and do everything they ask me to all will be fine. But it seemed Fahny only gave me a course outline, she did not give me a complete lecture on surviving boarding school. Resumption day came and daddy was not in town so Uncle Musa had to drop me. We got to the school, did all the registration procedures and by evening I had settled in what will be my new home for the next 13 or 14 weeks; red house, room 7. The first few weeks were not bad. My
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