SISTER LIONEL REAPPEARED on stage. The applauding had caused a delay in Sister Lionel address. She couldn’t get a word out.
“Sister Trumpet and the choir, thank you! We thank you! That was beautiful, just beauteous. Let’s give them another hand. You may now take a seat, thank you.”
The Choir exited the stage, moments later everything was back to its original state.
“Sister Kajumba Asra will now speak.”
The applause was long and loud.
“Good afternoon, I am, Sister Kajumba Asra. Students, please stand.”
All nine of us stood.
“Starting from the front row, please say your name.”
Thank goodness, I wasn’t first.
“My name is Yahyah Xnonymous.”
“My name is Xxodus Xnonymous.”
I wish that I had been first. These unsettled emotions would have been on the verge of settling.
“My name is Jup
