Sandra happened to be the girl that captivated my heart, and up till today, I can still remember her prettiest smile, she was the most finest girl in the class, and, me as the funniest of all boy's, she was admiring me.
The day she begun school, I wish you were there to witnessed the skill I used to make friends with her, you would have admire it too, being fun was my thing, I was so so good in it, because I was funny to people even when it was not necessary.
Hence, even when my fellow classmates were tired of my funny ways, she was so caring, and everything she saw me did, was admirable to her.
Forgive me, if I deviate to make this post, a love post, it is not intentional, I was just deeply moved towards that direction, because, remembering the kind of thing I went through in the hands of my father trying to write a love letter to Sandra, I will clap my hands, legs and my head at the same time, as I continue giving those moments a trillion reasons to smile.
So, on the middle leaf of my exercise book, I addressed a love letter to Sandra and after I finished enshrining it, I put it in my school bag, we students were not the people who sent information through letter's, my father also did the same, so, he gave me a letters to give to his friends as well, who was working in the school canteen.
That day father gave me a letter to give to that his friend, he wrote the letter on a white A4 paper, so I got to the school and Sandra was not in school, i was not myself, I thought she should've been in school, so that I gave her my love letter I wrote to her at once, her presence not attending school that day, got me furious.
Then during break time, I went to canteen to see Mr. Gabriel, I sent him greetings and I gave him the letter and I told him, it was from my letter, as a letter is confidential, I didn't mind to look at it twice, and I left, I join my friends in the field in playing football.
When I get home that day, Father asked me, "if I have given that letter to Mr. Gabriel, his friend, I said "Yes, and he was wondering what makes him not to respond, as he red in the letter.
I didn't know what he was saying, since I didn't know what the letter was all about, my father was expecting his friend to come that day, but he didn't and on the next day, I went to school, Mr. Gabriel, gave me a letter to give to my father, it was a reply of the letter my father wrote to him.
When I got home, I happily seek the attention of my father, I gave the letter to him, and I told him, the letter is from his friend, Mr. Gabriel. His words were, "finally he had wrote me back" I left and I went to my room, continue sketching my drawings.
Then I heard my father calling out for me, it was not up to three minutes after I have given him the letter, I went there and he asked me to read what is written in the letter, I red it out, and it happens that, Mr. Gabriel reply him just in the content of the letter he received, it was a love letter and he had written back to my father in the same lovely way, he started with, how much he loves my father, how he is so beautiful, and has the prettiest smile, and to conclude was that, she is the cutest girl in the class.
I was surprised because my cover was blown, father asked me to lied down, and I did, believe me when I tell you, the whips were numerous.
