TRY YOUR LUCK 3

Smoke was everywhere.

BUM………. The door of the cubicle was opened – kicked by our male discipline teacher.

He looked at us very sternly.

I thought I will die that day.

“Girls! Why did all of you smoked. This is very bad , very bad!”

We started crying.

He continued , “ Do you know that only prostitutes smoke”

What? Prostitute? What is that? (Please , remember this is in the 1960’s , we were very naïve and the society was very closed when it’s comes to sex related things/people).

He asked us to follow him to the Principal office. We were so scared. Cannot run, cannot do anything! We just leave it to God.

We were then reprimanded by the Principal after a long lecture.

We were very lucky because the Principal did not call our parent but instead he gave us three strokes of the cane on the palm.

The next day, we didn’t see the ice-cream seller at the gate. He never sold his ice-cream in front our school again.

CIKGUTANYA: That was the first and the last time that I smoked. Never again. It was really bad!