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. THE HUMANISED XEROXER
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The school bell rang and a hidden command arranged the students automatically in different rows. This is so special about Missionaries that the students learns sincerity from a tender age. But there is always a speciality about the so called backbenchers and this school is of no exception. Amidst graveyard silence, a loud voice roared in the assembly hall.
“You, last line Class VI, come forward, rest go to your classes” roared the pot bellied teacher, whose belly bulges out surprisingly every time he speaks.
“Advait is gone, this fatso will finish him today,” the students whispered as they toddled.
“Aeh, silence….” The two words were enough for graveyard silence to become dominant once again in the assembly hall.
“You, today you will be on black board with me. Let’s see can you entertain the class the way you entertained them in the assembly”. Advait entered the class and stood near the board bowing his down and taking deep breaths.
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The school bell rang and a hidden command arranged the students automatically in different rows. This is so special about Missionaries that the students learns sincerity from a tender age. But there is always a speciality about the so called backbenchers and this school is of no exception. Amidst graveyard silence, a loud voice roared in the assembly hall.
“You, last line Class VI, come forward, rest go to your classes” roared the pot bellied teacher, whose belly bulges out surprisingly every time he speaks.
“Advait is gone, this fatso will finish him today,” the students whispered as they toddled.
“Aeh, silence….” The two words were enough for graveyard silence to become dominant once again in the assembly hall.
“You, today you will be on black board with me. Let’s see can you entertain the class the way you entertained them in the assembly”. Advait entered the class and stood near the board bowing his down and taking deep breaths.
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