CONFESSIONS!
My name is Bramwell Pamba. A university student currently on teaching practice at Shikoti Girls. This is my story!
I am here. In front of the whole school. The silence is threatening. Eyes on me. The arrogant school watchman is watching from the gate. This man will not see tomorrow. The birds fly past, in their innocent mission Unaware of my troubles. The wind surpasses in a hurry. The trees are swaying, them too in humility of the chilly morning. Courage Mr Bramwell. We can do this.
Me: Good morning school…
Girls: Good morning sir.
(Wooow they call me sir. Let’s do this. My people should be proud of me)
Me: I….
Jesus Christ! Are you seeing what am seeing. Ooooh Earth please we have to talk. Millicent! You are in Shikoti Girls. Am finished, completely!
I share a village with this girl, this girl has been to my lion, in and out. She knows the songs I sing while going to the bathroom, in the bathroom and those I sing while coming out of the bathroom.
Earth please. My hands are wet.
You do not know Millicent? Come with me.
Me: Hey
Millicent: Mind your own business. Daah!
Me: Haha. You are my business. You look beautiful(she blushes) call me Bram, and you are?
Millicent: I am Millicent.
Me: Sounds sweet. So what do you do?
Millicent: I am still in school, in high school
Me: Which high school?
Millicent: That’s for me to know and for you to find out. (mmmmh I see, this was the day.) you?
Me: Hehe oooh me. Me mmmmh, I fell in love with computers way back in high school. Am doing Computer Science at the University. In my last year.
Millicent: Wow! You must be a genius. Most people I hear do education at the University.
Me: Hahahha yeah I just can’t do that. Teaching? Me?? Haha nooo….
Now this is Millicent. A girl I had lied too. My eyes settle upon her. She looks at me straight in the eyes. She smiles in a manner likely to suggest something.
She pats her friend on the back and whispers something to her. I am puzzled. My eyes are lazy. Am strong but my legs can’t stop the chat down there. I am the reason she runs away from home. What have you done to me life. I trusted you so much.
Look at what you are putting me into. I pull myself up. I have to do this!
Me: I am Mr Bramwell, Mr Bramwell Pamba. Yes I will be with you for the next three months (applause)
Yees! Am almost there. Now what should I add. Mmmmh by now my eyes are so much away from Millicent. Mmmh what should I add before the end of the applause. The applause starts to die and I have to continue.
Me: I will be teaching English and I hope we are going to cooperate. Are we?
Girls: Yes Mr Bramwell.
Ooooh am good at this. I feel way up. This is me. Bramwell Pamba. Son of Mr and Mrs Pamba. Am doing this. Ooh yees. Earth forget about me. I will be fine.
Me: Hope by the time I leave. Everyone should be very good at English. I will work with your teachers to ensure the best results possible. Thank you and God bless you. (applause)
Head teacher. Girls you know how we have always done to our new teachers. Who will come and welcome teacher Bramwell. Who?
Oooh Millicent come.
Millicent! You! You again. She is smiling. This girl has finished me. She is coming. To appreciate me. How?
Is it for the good job I do in the lion, the lies I gave to her. The number of times she has been caned for seeing me. Will she call me Bramwell Pamba or she will call me Bram. Earth please.
This is where I need you most. Swallow me!
Written By Stylle Mundalo
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