School Genius Experiences The Art Of Feeling

Morning sunshine spilled through the dusty windows like liquid gold, illuminating the dust mots that danced in the air. It was difficult for Fred to stand up from his cozy bed, which stood at the center of his large, scattered room. The reading chair and table was all covered up with dirty clothes, giving the room an unclean look. Lying on the floor also was his expensive school bag which he was gifted by his mother, when he clocked three. The stress of getting the maid to settle in from the previous day really got to him. Slowly he got himself to open his eyes, and as he always does before finally waking up, he turned to the other side of the bed. "Whooooosh!!" He screamed, as he saw the shock of his life. The new maid was lying right next to him, and his scream had woken her up. "The only person that could have been responsible for this is grandma", Fred thought aloud while he landed very heavy slaps on the maid's back, to complete the part of waking her up that his scream could not. Almost immediately she sprang up, grandma walked in, smiling mischievously. Grandma's smile was the last thing he needed to flare up, and of course, he did flare up real big. "When did all these start? Didn't we clear Mina's room for her to sleep?" Fred asked, directing his questions to grandma. She replied him with a mischievous smile. "Both of you should leave!" Fred shouted, and immediately, grandma held Mina by the hand and led her out of Fred's room. "Gbammmm!" The door was slammed and Fred jumped to his bed. He was there for the next ten minutes, thinking about why grandma would do all that to him all in the name of trying to make him socialize. He really hoped that she was sure of what she was doing because Mina is a female and grandma knows! It soon dawned on him that he had to prepare for school. He really dreaded the fact that he had spent his whole night sleeping so comfortably next to the new maid and he felt very stupid for that too. Very quickly, he dashed into his bathroom and started to wash up. There and then, he realized that harmattan had come in it's full self. This period was always when he had to clean and clean the kitchen shelf, television stand, and table tops. Trying to chase away the stubborn dust, which he wondered how they managed to get there. Thankful, Mina is here and all that work would be transfered to her, leaving him to study for his upcoming external exams. She is even lucky she gets paid for it.This was also the time for terrible coughs caused by the dust from the air. He quickly ran the water heater and took his bath. Although his bathroom was small, he didn't even know that again, having lived there for sixteen years of his life. Fred wore his rumpled white and maroon school uniform which he managed to wash the previous night. Almost everyone that wondered how Fred ended up attaining such a prestigious position in that school was shut up by his performance during interschool competitions , how well he performed during internal exams and answered questions in classes. For a moment, he reconsidered going to school since the day was ruined already. That same moment, he remembered he is the head boy of his school and therefore cannot afford to miss school for any reason that is not tangible. His school was a stone throw from his grandparents' house where he had lived all his life. And in twenty minutes, he was set to leave home. "Fred, your food!" grandma said when he got to the living room, and she rushed after him with a food flask in hands. Fred silently wondered what was happening that day because it was very rare for grandma to prepare breakfast, he soon remembered that Mina was here to help with things like that. The thought of that alone brought him relief. "Good morning Grandpa", he said, prostrating as their culture dictates, immediately he saw grandpa sitting at his usual spot on the dining table, reading newspapers. "My good man" as grandpa would always call him. "How are you today?". "I'm fine, thank you Sir " he replied, and picked his lunch money on the dining table. The money was always put there by grandpa before he started reading his papers. " Thank you Sir" he said , as he was trying to to put his food flask into his bag... The moment he zipped the bag, he dashed out of the house, and in five minutes of walking quickly with a blank mind, he entered the school compound. It was 8 O'clock on the dot, which meant he was late. Something was wrong, the assembly was not going on as it was supposed to. A cold shiver ran down his spine. A boy well dressed in the school uniform, with a small stature walked swiftly towards Fred. It was Bandy, Fred's best friend. It was such a relief to see Brandy first on such a confusing morning. At least he could tell him what was going on as Brandy always came early even though his house was at the extreme end of the town. "Fredrick" Brandy said. Fred was really confused because Brandy only called his full name whenever there was some disaster. "Something disastrous happened this morning Fredrick" Brandy went on.