The Day I Missed So Much

The day i missed so much happens to be the day that is not too far from today. The distance and time can be measured within 24 hours. Since today's date is Friday 10th of March, 2017, yesterday was definitely Thursday 9th.

Not that i actually did something spectacular, it is what i do occasionally and most of my students thinks that i am just being wicked and addicted to caning.

Funny as it may sound, the assignment i gave the SS3 class which was to write an essay on the topic 'the day i missed so much,' with reasons and not less than 500 words happens to be the same assignment i did.

You know as the saying goes, 'for you to be a good leader, you must lead with examples.' Though, this is actually a challenge which the students puts upon me and i am proving it to them with this post, as a good teacher who only means well.

What was so significant about yesterday was actually the event that took place at the SS3 class between the students and i. Though it was a sad drama on the part of the students, but i enjoy doing my work.

At about 7:30 in the morning of yesterday, i was already up and awake from sleep, i did my normal morning routine activities and in a matter of 30 minutes i was already on my way to school.

The atmosphere was friendly but i had it in mind that it will all change in a matter of hours time.

I was supposed to take on the SS2 class in their last period as stipulated at the class time table, but then i thought about how tired and reluctant they would all be during that period which is around 1 o'clock in the afternoon. Using another teachers period during the morning hours was what i sought best to do.

The one hour time i spent with the SS2 class went well and i was happy while leaving the class because i remembered that i have only one topic to take them on before we begin revision.

The SS3 class is the class i enjoy entering the most at my leisure and spare time. On countless occasions have i spent quality time with them, and in a preferable sense, i disregard my office at the staff building.

Still in the morning period of about 10:45, i was already on my way to the SS3 class which is only few steps from the SS2 class. On getting to the class; though they were not expecting me, if they were, the class would be empty before i could reach.

I always put on a smiling face while entering the class, because it reminds me of my home economics teacher back then in my secondary school days, and his smile always brings relief in us because it symbolizes how friendly he would be with us. But trust me mine was different.

I saw sadness at the faces of the students and i immediately figured out why. I decided to play it cool with them like a normal teacher would. I forgot to mention that i had with me a short rod, traditionally made of wood (cane). I said to them;

If you know that you are a member of this class and you did not do my assignment, simply come out and kneel.

The figures that came out were not much, out of 61 students, i had 17 caned. Though initially i had only 14 and on the process of using the short rod, made of wood, it broke in two on the 9th student.

Hey you, go get me a good cane that is strong and long now.

Before i ended my order for the good, strong and long cane, the dark skin, little robust girl was already at the door; her movement from her seat to the door was less than a second.

Surprisingly, she came back with a cane-like object and i could not regard it as a good cane. I used the cane-like object on her and sent her back in getting a good cane together with another student.

When i was done caning the 14, i appreciated the efforts of the few students who impressed me with what they wrote.

At this point, the remaining three students that made up the 17 entered the class and i made their punishment so special that they had to cry like babies, shouted upon.

I gave a student the duty to keep safe the cane i used should in case the need to use it again arises.

I almost labelled the rest of the students regarding their poor performances; because like i said earlier about the atmosphere that would certainly change which suddenly affected my mood. But i had to control the situation in a matter of seconds.

Writing an essay on the day you missed so much should not be a big deal for you students. I wonder were the problem is from, is it that you cannot imagine of any particular day in your past and write about all that happened that day. Even though not all.

One of the students named Mary Bitrus used this medium to challenge me on writing my own essay centered on the same topic and she was supported by the rest of the class.

I accepted the challenge, and that is the reason why i wrote this content which i have already edited. So if you are reading this content, just know that it is my own assignment which the students gave to me as a challenge.

But i assured them that i would be writing about yesterday and the event that took place in their class between them and i.

Funny enough, i threatened them with another assignment which they complained bitterly about how tight their activities are, with all the promising tests and assignment from other teachers which they already have at hand.

Smiles covered their faces the moment i saw reasons in what they said. My time with them ended with an apology which i rendered to those i caned and i also gave them strict warning never to fail in doing any of my assignments in advance.

Before the school activities ended, i got an urgent call from the administrative and disciplinary committee chairman. i headed towards his office with thoughts on my mind on why he wanted to see me urgently.

Mr. Anthony please come in and sit. i received several complains from the SS3 students today regarding the way you caned them and some which you injured while caning them. Is that true?

 We had a gentlemen discussion and we ended up shaking hands, smiling and laughing while we made funny comments.

I really have to say that i missed yesterday so much, though there are other days that i missed as well and wish they could occur again.

I am OAJ.