CHAPTER 9
Osman
One day, about half-way through the term, the headmaster came into Mr. Smith’s class. We all stood up.
“Class,” he said, “I have good news for you. Next Saturday we’re going on our annual excursion. First we’ll visit Cape Coast Castle and then we’ll go on to the Kakum Forest. The bus will leave the school at 7 a.m. prompt. You can tell your parents that we expect to return by 5 p.m., but because of the traffic we might be late.”
I was at the school at six, just as the sun was coming up. I wanted to make sure of a good seat. Mama’s advice was to sit on the left to get the best view of the sea. I had my school bag with some fruit and snacks and a bottle of water in it.
I got my window seat, on the left in the third row and waited for the bus to fill up. At last only the
