"Hey Anita" said Mr Benson;the history teacher," When did you start coming to school by this time"I was dumbfounded, like I was stopped by the terror of a voice coming from a basement. "Sir, my sandals got loose on the way so I had to go mend it but the shoe mender had to get his pin",Anita lied! She was not fond of lying but wasn't ready to soil that good and popular reputation. "Okay, go to your class" Mr Benson said.
Anita hurried to class but was unaware that she was already sweating seriously. She entered the class then all eyes focused on her. She had forgotten her powder and perfume in the bid to rush to school. That day she sat with the Second-class students;those will little or no recognition. That was the tradition of their class. Anita was...