High School to Me...
Author's Note:
Life in a High
School and I must start from the age of seven. That is a long way to go to High
school unless you are a genius or a total wacko.
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I was seven years
old the first time they sent me away to my first boarding school, and now I am
into my next stage of High School. I stand there looking at the entrance to the
magnificent school which I am supposed to digest my knowledge to a higher level
of intelligence. But I was told to wait here for the person to come and invite
me in as I am only nine years old. I am one of the gifted ones with the ability
to study advanced algebra and microelectronics circuitry courses. I stood there
as I see other students who tower over me walked by carrying armloads of books.
I can see the young ladies with their eyes glued to the handsome boys and some
of them are glued to the phones they carry as they walked avoiding obstacles as
there is an inbuilt radar in their head.
When I mentioned that they are towering, I meant it as I am only four feet and five inches high for my age of nine. No, I do not have one thick-rimmed glasses although I had on is my normal spectacles which I need to wear to avoid the squinting of my eyes. That was before they placed me in the front row and I can see better.
Oops, here is my
host.
She introduced
herself as Mrs.Manny and she will take me to my classroom now. I followed her
into the school and it huge for a kid like me. Everybody is still running and
pushing as they rushed for their classes as the bell has just rung. I was led
by Mrs.Manny to my classroom at the second level, third door on my right at a
walking distance of three hundred and three feet from the position I was last standing
at. If I would run at the speed of ten feet per second, I should be able to
reach the door before the main door can close itself after opening. I did a
mental calculation on the time taken for the door to close once it's opened
wide.
We at my class now,
and I am being brought to the attention of the class teacher. He is Mr.Albright
and he is very happy to see me. I was introduced to the class which has twenty-five
students of which fifteen are boys and the rest are girls. Of the boys, I can see
that there are six on the last row with the same hairline cuts; making them
members of a gang or just having the same barber. There are three girls with
dental braces and five are blondes. I like blondes so I would consider next to
the three which have vacant seats next to them. I will probably avoid the tall
guy in the corner as he is carrying a ball in his bag, Its shows he plays ball
and he would insult me on my height. I can see the boy who is probably a
football star or is it his car keys hanging on his jacket pocket that makes the
girls all swoon over him. He is at the moment sitting in the center of eight
girls all around him. I managed to assess all these findings in the ten seconds
I took to introduce myself which is very brief.
Mrs.Mandy was very
nice to invite my classmates to clap on the completion of my speech which has
not been completed in those ten seconds. I paused to let everyone knows my name
which was all I said in the ten seconds. I have a speech impediment problem so
it takes time for me to speak but I can think faster. Nevertheless, I shall not
speak further and get myself to the seat I wanted. Mr.Albright however decided
that I would do better to sit with Nina as she is his brightest student. I had
to relent to his wishes as if I would argue, the crows outside the window would
have finished consuming a scrap of bread before I complete my finished sentence.
I took my seat in
reluctance and smiled at Nina. She gave me her courteous smile back. I can hear
some boys commenting on my height and also my intelligence to sit in this
classroom. I only smile as I looked at the board where Mr.Albright is trying to
explain the complicated formulation to the class. I wondered why did he correct
the third line of computation as it's a mistake on the velocity built up. As I
could not speak well, I decided that the best action would be to correct it for
him. I got up from my chair and walked to the board. I raised my hand to the
line concerned and erased the figure. I then took the marker and changed the other
corresponding figures.
I then went back
to my chair and sat down while Mr, Albright is looking at the revised
calculation. He then turned to the class and praised me for seeing the mistake.
Unfortunately during the six successive sessions of studies under different
teachers, I find myself getting bored. I was relieved by the ringing of the
final bell which tells me my ordeal in the school is over for today. I walked
out of the classroom to see Mrs.Manny waiting for me outside. She offered to
walk with me down the stairs to the main door on the three hundred and three
feet. Mrs.Manny has complimenting three praises on my performance today with
the different teachers and was to shower me with the fourth when we reached the
Main Door.
There we were met
by Mrs.Danfield; my aide and assigned guardian. The two ladies spoke in brief as
I proceeded on alone to the waiting car. Jenkins my valet was there to opened
the car door for me as I climbed into the comfortable leather seating of the Bentley.
Mrs.Danfield was to join me and she closed the door. Jenkins then put the car
into motion and we are on our way back to our next destination.
Mrs.Danfield
reached for my vest and unbuttoned the first two buttons. She then proceeded to
unbutton my shirt before she reached into it. Beneath my shirt is the control
panel which can deactivate me for the day. After all, even an artificial
intelligence entity like me needed some time to recuperate and recharge the batteries.
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