“Your brother is a monster,” Tina’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to her; she was among those punished, her eyes still red from tears.
“What do you mean?” I asked, though I had a feeling I knew.
“It was the chemistry teacher who administered the punishment,” she said, and I gasped. The teacher was known for his harsh methods; just a few strokes from him were almost unbearable.
“Since it was Emma who hosted the party and he already paid for the WAEC fees for all SS3 students, expulsion wasn’t an option,” Tina explained, taking a deep breath. “The principal gave us two choices: two weeks’ suspension or corporal punishment. We chose the latter to keep it from our parents, but none of us expected the chemistry teacher to be the one to carry it out.”
I could only imagine the pai
