LITTLE_LUCY
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🧑🏻🧑🏻 EPISODE SEVEN🧑🏻🧑🏻
It was Friday and every Friday’s we hold the last assembly for the week. Collette conducted the assembly while Mrs Cooker made the announcement.
Mrs Cooker reminded me a lot of Ngozi Okonjo–Iwela but only that she was bigger with lots of jewelries around her neck, fingers and ears. She was a strict woman and everyone feared her.
Well, she’s the boss. Who wouldn’t be wary of her?
” Continuous Accesment Test would begin in two weeks time,” she announced over the microphone. ” So I’d advise you girls to stay focused on your studies and make the best grades this year. As you all know, we don’t condone dullards here. We educated smart intelligent students. So far for a long time now, the poorest grade has been a straight C. That’s a great achievement but we can do better. So inorder words, I’ve decided to raise the grade standards.”
She paused for effect. ” So the game’s changed. Any student with more than six C’s would be sent home.”
A murmur rose amongst the students.
” That’s insane,” I nearly yelled when a girl hushed me up.
” Quiet, quiet, quiet,” Mrs Cooker ordered. The murmurs stopped instantly. ” I know it’s an incredibly crazy standard but that’s my decision. Our school has a great reputation for producing bright and intelligent young girls. I want us to think bigger and go beyond our limits. So I urged you all to study harder. That’s why this is an all girl’s school. There are no boys to cause any sort of distraction or whatsoever. It’s expected of you girls to be better than your contemporaries.”
We were silent, waiting for her to make another announcement. I on the other hand was fuming with rage.
Any student with more than six C’s would be sent home? Then what I’m I suppose to get? For crying out loud, I’m the C student. Does she want to kill me before my time?!
I bowed my head, lost in my thoughts. This is a big problem. I’ll have to sit up if I’m going to beat this trap. I don’t want to go home, not just yet.
I glanced up to see Collette staring at Vee from across the staff stand. She noticed me watching and galred at my direction.
I quickly looked away, angry at myself for bothering to stare at her.
” And for an important announcement,” Mrs Cooker continued. ” Next year, Queen’s Academy would be participating in the National inter high school Mathematics competition.”
Everyone became excited and began clapping.
I’ve heard of that competition.
Only top school’s in the country participate in that competition. It’s all about mathematics and stuff. Mom always watched it on live television every year and always made sure I sit through it all to watch. From records, Queen’s Academy has won six times. That was an outstanding record and no other school had beaten their record till now.
” And that’s not all,” Mrs Cooker was smiling foolishly. ” There’d also be the African Grand High School Chess competition coming up next year as well. Sadly last year, we didn’t bring back home the cup but next year, we’d definitely win. I spoke to the chess club coordinator. She’s certain we’d be able to take down anyone next year. The federal ministry of education rang me up today and told me he’d love Queen’s Academy to represent the country once again. That means he’s giving us a second chance. Now to all members of the chess club, I want you all to give in your best. This is a great opportunity we just can’t blow up. Our school is on the map of the best school’s in Africa. We can do better.”
