Some seconds after he said that, the bell was jingled and break time was up.

  The school bell was not electromagnetic or electronic, it was the ironic part of the rim of olden day cars, hung on an iron in one jingling spot in the centre of the school. Funny enough, it sounded louder than many contemporary electromagnetic bells.

  Sometimes, 'old is Gold' and 'contemporary is temporary'.

  Of course the teacher heard the bell sound, but chose to ignore it and kept writing.

  Students from other classes started coming out, some chasing themselves playfully, some running to the field happily with the sound of ball bouncing.

  And since the pavement in front of that block was cemented, the sound of each ball's bounces invited the ears and attention of the class, the males especially.

  The teacher who was busy writing on he board was not really aware untill background murmurs of dissatisfaction began to erupt.

  The teacher turned back, and asked

  "WHAT?"

  "They have ringing the bell!" One of the students from the corner back of the class replied as the students started standing up.

  Of course it was not Frank this time! Because ever since his last incident of mouthing off to a soldier, he heightened his cautiousness, knowing he barely escaped the last time

  Of course, his grammatical construction was obviously mouth full of mistakes, but, who cares? What concerned them was the zest to be free. This made his fellow classmates, who were customarily prone to mocking others, bellow peevishly in support this guy's claim.

  "SIT DOWN!" The teacher screamed.

  The teacher's name was Dickson and he had been a staff in the school for 2 years. He specialises in teaching social studies solely.

  Despite how young he was, He was known to be very strict. He doesn't joke with anybody in his class, just teaches strictly and leaves the class without waiting for or blinking at anybody favorably. Only on relatively rare occasions does he joke or talk to anyone jokingly

  The students sat down compliantly but not without crestfallen looks.

  "He just cancelled out two bottles of chilled class periods for God's sake" someone murmured lightly.

  "Doesn't he get tired of writing for the past everlasting minutes?" Another person replied

  "I even doubt whether those legs are real. Maybe they are transplanted versions of adamantium! Hey wolverine, is that you?"

  A student who was known to love watching Marvel and DC movies whispered lightly right behind Philip.

  Almost the whole class threw up in laughter, their intestines gasping for breath.

  When the teacher turned back, his eyes ferociously swept across the class once more before he continued writing.

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  "Let's simmer down, Looks like jokes will not save us anyways" that student behind philip whispered

  "What will save us then?" Another person responded

  "Looks like noise will greatly help. So technically, silence is our greatest enemy right now!"

  Philip who was usually silent and unreactive to these conversation suddenly began to grow keen to their discussed plot behind.

  And suddenly, he didn't know when his lips responded almost immediately

  "looks like to 'over-complain' is the best way to overcome pain!!!

  At that moment, Elinqua gawped at Philip strangely, not expecting such statement to trace it's way out of his mouth. No, not Philip

  "Exactly, that's what i am saying..."

  Suddenly, someone stood up from the back and walked towards the teacher who still transfixed on the note he recently claimed he was "almost finished with".

  It was Frank!

  Frank who sat at the second-to-the-last seat and had chose to be silent and forbearing for a while, got tired of ignoring them.

  Even if he chose to ignore, his ears refused to close the gate. This precipitated the problem.

  Having underwent the full-bore decibels of the noise reporting them was the better option.

  "Wait, wait" they whispered to frank, pouring out more breath into his whisper to command his attention which even caught almost the whole class's attention in the process

  "Why wil you choose to forsake our cries, Frank?"

  "Because waiting is no longer in my

  playlist" frank responded, making sure he spoke loudly which evoked surprise and even wide-mouth voiced "haaaa" from almost the whole class simultaneously, some even further stressed the "haaaa" repeatedly to signify the greater depth of their unexpectancy of his response.

  "God is in heaven, pray to him, he will never forsake you bro!" This sent another hurricane of surprise and awe down to almost everybody in class.

  Not everybody, because, there is this silent person, who becomes unconditionally stoic to laughter to jokes in the class.

  Example of such people was Bunmi, it was as if, she takes with this dosage regimen that extinguishes her overall reaction, or should i say facial reaction. Nevertheless, as far as her verisimilitude facially, is concerned, she has almost never laughed in class before.

  "Sir, these people are gravely disturbing me with their murmurs" Frank said, everybody's attention now on frank, as the teacher turned also caught up on the noise that began that instantly swelled out of nowhere when frank responded to that boy behind.

  "Leave them, let me catch them myself!" The teacher said as he turned back to continue writing

  "Okay sir" Frank said loudly as he went back to sit down making sure the the boy [ who was Richard by name] hear him say that.

  "I don't know that padlocks are not just things, padlocks can be beings too. So, while some people are keys, some people are specialised padlocks too, people like him!" Richard whispered yet so high that almost the whole class heard!

  "Whaaaattt!" The class responded, exploding in surprise as some began to burst into intense laughter, many girls covered their mouths as they began laughing their innate engines out...

  The teacher turned back swiftly this time, intercepting them in their "whaaattt" exclamation.

  "What is it? WHAT IS IT?! I said I am almost finished with what i am writing on the board!

  LET ME CATCH THAT PERSON, JUST ONE!"

  He said as he went and took his cane on one of the first tables in the front angrily yet calmly, came back, bent his back slightly, rested it on the ground yet against wall as he stood back upright and kept writing.

  The students who had barely recovered from spilling out the laughter on their insides were met with another statement that plunged them back into the same fate not long after when the teacher resumed writing on the board;

  "Why will we not make noise, when the teacher downloads notes too slow, is the board low on network?" Richard said.

  The class exploded! The people who did cover their mouth and held their breath as some breath escaped forcefully, trying to withhold laughter in all possible means, but the expression they met on their friends face advised them to give in, so they couldn't resist it, and of course, they went all out!

  Different laughter ringtones welcomed the the hears of the teacher.

  Elinqua on his path couldn't withstand it again, letting the hell loose in that atmosphere of laughter.

  But that atmosphere of laughter only awakened a newfound version of provokation within Mr. Dickson!

  Suddenly, Mr. Dickson stopped writing, dropped the marker on the table, packed his books, put them in his bag and left the class on the spot.