RUBBIEY'S BIG MOUTH

hiiii i really do hope you've been enjoying my blog ,today's story is a serious ass whooping story . So i went to little scholars  primary school, cool school by the way, and on this open day ( the day your parents check your result) , my dad came to check my result and pick me up , i had whole lot of B's and C's ,he was so upset and he warned me that next time i have a result like this he will flog me in front of my whole class , ehn!! ,
when i heard that i was so scared because i had a crush in my class and i'm very sure i was crushed on , i know what you're thinking "why wont i have C's when i'm crushing ", anyways lets move on . so you understand my story lets go to the day before , now we had a driver hired , but he was for three families , when he was dropping one of the families off with my big mouth i told him not to come the next day that it was open day our parents will come . i was speaking for everyone ,
now my lesson teacher said " don't mind her o, how about these other children , who will pick them , don't listen to her " the lazy driver decided to listen to an 8 yr old because he was going to get a free day , And that was where the problem was . Back to the present day after the warning to do better ,

see this dialogue  
my dad :how about the driver
 me:i said the driver shouldn't come ,
 dad :and the other families , how will they go home ,
 me :their parents will come and pick them
 dad: you told the driver not to come , are you the one paying him
 me : no i thought .....
 dad: shut up go to the head teachers office kneel down and wait for me, i will beat you mercilessly today i already started sweating , then he told a student to bring a cane called MR GOODY GOODY (black, long,stretchy , thick, painful ) , it arrived and so did my fate , and my father flogged me , as he kept on repeating the words like he was stammering , and as he repeated it he flogged me with each word , let me explain "why , why, why did you ,you ,you , tell the driver, the driver, not to, to come, ehn, ehn, ". so my teachers started begging and i was wailing , it was really painful o, the mark is still on my left shoulder ,after how many years , the beating wasn't calculated , it was just as his hand moved ,like conducting an orchestra
, to and fro kind of beating , as my mates walked past the head teachers office they saw me and even my juniors too , after my teachers begged enough he stopped and told me to go to the car and he had to take the other families home . lol 'tear' all the people crushing on me tho , must have been a terror to see me cry.
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