Tales out of School (Vol 2)

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The day dawned bright and slighty windy, i woke up early, fed my grandmother's chickens, had my bath and wore my favorite dress, a navy blue polka dot umpire waist dress with white Peter pan collar and my shoes from *bata.
I ran to the front of the hut and stayed there so i wont be forgotten.
For the first time since he started school, my brother was escorted to school by two female bodyguards and without coercion! We got to school and my mother proceeded to explain the plan to the teacher(who happened to be one of my numerous cousins anyway!) who readily agreed to allow me 'sit in' and do my job.
School started with assembly and it was during this mass gathering I decided to sensitize the bullies of my presence. my brother pointed out the bullies one after the other and i approached each menancingly warning them of the danger they were in if they continued to pick on my brother.
I was rudely interrupted from carrying out my duties by one of the teachers who said students were not allowed to talk on the assembly ground. I kept quiet after that but I kept wondering why students were not allowed to talk, these adults are crazy! I concluded.
First subject was English, it seemed easy for me and my brother, which made the other pupils jealous. Just as we were rounding up one of the bullies pushed my brother from behind I promptly got up and assumed my fight stance!( I stuck out a stubby index finger and put the other hand on my waist leaning forward!yes keh!) with a voice like Clint Eastwood, I leaned close to his face and hissed, "if you touch am again i go beat you!" and I slapped him to show him how serious I was, he pushed me in retaliation and my big brother finally got up and punched him, he fell back and couldnt get up! who knew?
We stood in that classroom, back to back on the offensive(I'm sure this really didn't happen, but it makes good story telling, no?) the teacher ordered everyone to sit and that was how the fame of the brother-sister squad spread throughout the school! he was never messed with after that! and Me? ooh i walked around with bow-legs like John Wayne looking for who will, "go ahead, make my day!"
anyway, thats how I started school, and how i ended up following him around, until we started secondary school!
The moral of the story? Don't mess with ma famille, seriously, I go chinese you!
Secondly, and this is the most important lesson; when you set out to help others, you end up helping yourself. Think about it!
Ciao!
PS: it wont hurt also if you can fight before you start one, you may not be as lucky as I was(lol)
*famous brand of shoes in my time(yes,that long ago!!!)