When I went to the district educational directorate to finalize my documentation yesterday, by somewhat favour, I was singled out and advised on two things: enjoying the profession and enjoying my new community.
Interestingly, none of my advisors stayed more than a minute on the subject about enjoying my profession. “Be punctual, write lesson notes and respect authorities” was exactly what each of them recited. And oh, all of them were/are women.
“You smell so nice and obviously would attract many insects”, the middle-aged woman who spoke Japanese all this while behind a laptop cut in. The rest of the four other women chuckle, signifying an opening for mass advice.
For the next 45 minutes to an hour, all the history of Gomoa Central educational fraternity would be enumerated, diverted and converted as lessons to me.
“Mr Black Handsome, you Christian?” A lady later to be known as Ivy asked.
Reluctantly, I say yes. Adding that, I’m a lukewarm fellow lately at church.
“Abrante, get hot here. Don’t fall for the young girls”. She said while drawing closer with gestures to indicate how serious she was.
Fante left and right flowing over my head. Roger that!
I feel it doesn’t matter about abstaining from ladies because I have pedigree, so I mistakenly smile wide as if I’m imbibing all they’re saying.
“Aww, see a smile. See diastema. See colour. See countenance. All this, your headmistress says you’re an ICT literate too,” one fine madam interjects.
“Look, you see, you have a future. Don’t come and follow young girls here. Do you have a fiancé?” Yes. She’ll visit intermittently.
“Yet still, if not her, don’t even speak to any lady here.” The Japanese speaking woman backed up.
Now I got released.
“Bra, please, can you please give me a minute of yours?” The first lady was trying to stop me when I stepped out today.
What temptation! Less than 24hrs ago, I’m told to not talk to you, and you are here calling me??????
I got to the mini-market Square navigating to my newly found favourite coconut seller.
“Ssssssssssss”, like the serpent that tempted Eve in Eden, “brÉ›da, É›firi he? Mepa wo kyÉ›w, a minute aye”. She continued.
What temptation! Run! Jungle beat!!!!! Roger, do you copy? Alpha, get set!!!
My headmistress finally pleads that I print the document I just typed, and as I step out on the way I hear, “Tee, please, can I ask you a quick question?”
What temptation!!!! Run????
No! She too asks the same question as to the previous two.
WHAT PERFUME DO YOU USE? That’s the end of the perfume!!!!!!!!!!!! I DON’T WANT TO ATTRACT INSECTS
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Don Francis
Don Francis is a Teacher/Writer. He writes at A-Don writes.
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