Tales of my naughty act

introduction

One way or the other while growing up, we have been mischievous and naughty to either friends, classmates or relatives and @drhira has given us the opportunity to share some of those tales over here. Well, I’m no exception because I have some few stories to share. One even got me suspended from secondary school though it wasn’t my intention and the victim in question was the wrong target.

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Naught by nature

Back in navy secondary school, there was high rate of stealing among the students. Sometimes, you will come to the hostel and find out that your padlock has been broken, locker has been vandalized by some unknown student to steal your provisions or you will go to your classroom locker only to find out your padlock has been spoilt and your notebook is missing. Sometimes, if you’re lucky, whoever stole your note might bring it back to your table locker after using it. But that is one out of a hundred students.

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No where was save for the students to keep their property. The only option was either to steal back to replace your missing item and pray you’re not caught by the owner or you try as much as possible to protect your property. I chose the latter but this time with a devilish trap.

In the village, there is this trap we use to catch land crab. It has to do with ”a piece of flat wood as the cover, elastic band, nail and an empty milk or milo thin container”. After setting the traps in the crab hole with some sort of food to lure it out into the open container, we leave it to the nail and the elastic band to do the rest of the job for us. So, I figured out a way to set this same trap in my class but this time with the table locker closed.

Since I couldn’t get access to the type of elastic band we use in the village, I had to improvise by using those little rubber band we wear on our wrist as kids and nail. I was afraid of using the nail because I was wondering what I’ll tell my navy commandant (principal) and the parents of the kid, if the nail mistakenly gets to his eyes. But I wanted something very painful to teach the thief a lesson. Finally, I decided to settle with a bic pen cover.

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I refused to put padlocks again, so I could make my locker an easy target. I made sure I put up to 5 rubber bands and the 5 pen covers in different locations of the desk locker. So, that in case one miss your face, the remaining four won’t miss it.

Is been over two weeks, no one had come to steal from my desk locker and the stress of removing the traps from the desk, so I can open my desk in peace was really stressing me out. Weeks kept passing nothing had happened and along the line, I became sick and was admitted in the boarding school, hospital facility. I had totally forgotten about my traps I left in my locker.

While I was in the hospital, I saw my class prefect rushed to the hospital and she was crying seriously. Her eyes was very red, I didn’t know she touched my locker. I thought her eyes was red as a result of the tears coming out of her eyes. I was wondering what have happened to her. No one spoke to me. As soon as I got discharged from the hospital. I went to my hostel to sleep. Some of my classmates came to the hostel and started accusing me that I’ve blinded one of my classmate. Immediately, I remember the girl that I saw crying earlier was because of my trap.

I asked how it happened and what she was finding in my locker. They told me, the teacher gave her, her note to copy and after copying to distribute to the class to copy as well. Teacher came back for her notes, only for the class prefect to find out that the teachers note is missing. The teacher now told everyone to open their lockers to search for the note. They had searched everyone’s locker except my own. Since I wasn’t in class and there was no padlock, they went ahead to open it.

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As they opened it, you know the rest of the story… the trap shot the pen covers on her face and one of them mistakenly touched her eyes but she didn’t get blind. But the news that spread everywhere was that I’ve blinded our class prefect when they saw bandages on her eyes. I knew I was in trouble and my trap have shot the wrong target.

The next day, after the morning devotion, I was summoned by the school commandant and the teacher in class that ordered the class prefect to open my locker because of her note to explain why I set such trap in my desk locker. I explained that people have been stealing my notes and I was fed up reporting and nothing was been done about it, that was why I set the traps. That I didn’t think things will turn out this way. If I was in the classroom, it would not have happened.

The school commandant said I’ve know reason whatsoever to do such wicked act. I was flogged that day 24 strokes of the cane by the navy personnel in the parade ground to serve as a warning to others and was still suspended for 2 weeks. But one thing was certain, my locker was never broken again till I left the school because everyone was afraid that I might set a trap again that will blind someone’s eyes.