CHILDHOOD BLUES

It all began on a Monday morning. This young lady stepped into the class, and being my sensitive self, my deep-set eyes lit up at the beholdening of such resplendency. She was beaming from head to toe, a true epitome of beauty. She gave a true picture of my dream girl. Love at first sight i thought.

Ada was a 'born with a silver spoon' type of girl whose height, fair complexion were natural endowments. For her, she was a sensitive [i]chic[/i] fully aware of her surroundings and had a knack for always having her way. Her good looks, charm very much camouflage d the fact that she smoked, drank with reckless abandon and indulged in every nefarious activity one could ever imagine.

I was still basking in the euphoria of  what my eyes beheld with my mouth agape when i felt a daze from behind. It was the teacher who'd been calling my name from behind. 'Oga Jude, could you please give the class an example of consonant clusters?' Being fully confident of the topic in question, i replied ; 'PRICK ma.'

My misery was about to be compounded as the whole class burst into laughter as i stood wondering how best was i to explain my point. I mean, to me it meant to pierce something with a sharp point and to the class maybe the informal meaning of the word, LOL.

To be continued......

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