Hey there,
Today I want to let you guys in on something I did when I was 9 that got me into trouble with my dad 馃槀. I was little and curious about almost everything and I was always trying to play smart 馃榾. As usual, my dad went to work that day and luckily for us (my siblings and I) , he came back early. In our place then, we hardly get electricity, so when he came back he put on the generator.
We were very happy because we had a movie we've so longed to see. After my dad put on the generator, he told us he had to step out to get some things done. We did not ask much questions because all we wanted to do was to see our movie. Immediately dad stepped out, the generator went off. And prior to now, our neighbors had came to charge their phones and one of them came to charge his laptop.
As a smart girl that I thought I was, I went to ask one of our neighbors to put on the generator again because I thought my dad won't be coming anytime soon. He agreed to help us put on the generator but, I or should I say we made a very huge mistake, we did not switch off every thing in the house after the generator went off and our neighbor was not aware as well.
Immediately he put on the generator, since the generator works with an alternating current we lost our ceiling fan, the laptop charger, phone chargers and some other accessories. At this point I became very scared because I was the one that asked someone to put on the generator. While we were still thinking of how to tell my dad when he gets back, we heard my dad coming in. One of our neighbors child went straight to my dad to tell him what happened. My dad became very furious when he got to the house and found out that, what the child said was true.
He immediately ran to the shop at the front of out compound to get some canes to discipline me. When he got to the house, he hit me so hard that I couldn't bear it anymore so I had to run away from home. My dad asked people to get me but I ran as fast as I could not to get caught. I had to hide myself from everyone for more than 4 hours because I knew I did something really wrong.
It was already late and everywhere was getting quiet so I had to sneak back into the compound and hide somewhere I know nobody will look. At this point my dad was already very worried of my whereabout. As a child I was already hungry so I had to show myself a little and one of our neighbors shouted my name so I immediately withdraw myself again.
My dad was there, he heard the child calling out my name, so he told me to come out that he won't flog me again. At first I was not sure if I should trust what he said but my sister also said the same thing so I had to come out. I'm very very scared of being flogged so since then, I always did my best not to get myself flogged.
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