During the last posting of GES staff
teachers
, I was posted to a very remote village called Kundo in the northern region, the village is under Saboba district, as a newly posted teacher to Kundo RC primary school, I was expected to report to the directorate first at Saboba before I could proceed to the school. I did as expected of me, the directorate even issued a latter to me to be taken to the headmaster of Kundo primary, "we have already given a notice to Mr Fuzzy, the headmaster of Kundo college" the administrator commented, all the other staff broke into laughter, they knew I didn't understand why they called the school Kundo college, "Kundo primary is popularly referred to as Kundo college in the whole district" the administrator explained. I smiled but I didn't want to ask for more clarification about that.
I left the office of the District Education Directorate and proceeded to the main lorry point of Kundo village where the security man at the education directorate showed me, when I arrived, two passenger were needed for the taxi to be fully loaded, I enquired about the amount am to pay for myself and my luggage, the mate told me is ghc 50, I pleaded with them and they reduced it to ghc 15 from me, "amaa these people yaa, they saw that I am a stranger and appeared as Government worker so they want to drain money from me, where is the money self when I have not receive a pesewa as salary "Yi jali gba" I spoke in my mind, shortly a while another woman came with her child paid ghc 5 to the conductor and entered, the lorry was now fully loaded and we set off for Kundo. Kundo has only few Taxies moving in and out, they take passengers from Saboba to Kundo and back to Saboba again Everyday, at every moment passengers have to wait in the either location for a taxi to come and pick them and sometimes too the taxies are packed looking for passengers to pick, the only thing that makes this "to and fro" transportation easier is the good nature of Kundo road, it is gravel road but the constructor did a good job on it, he made it perfectly in such a way that it is not destroyed by erosion or by the action of vehicles movement. As the taxi was going something glanced through my mind, it was about my boyfriend, he had been calling and texting me for more than two week and refused to mind him "someone of these boys think we are still kids to submitting to this their master - servant relationship, we are far ahead of that now. I know by now he will be drawning in the pool of sorrow and waries for how I paid him back, stupid boy, you like this if not dick job what else do you know, if you want follow me to where I am going to put me down and fuck like you have been doing, as if sex is his meal, morning, afternoon and evening 'paopaopao' but that is his all. I know he will soon realized he has just lost a diamond but that will be too late for him, if fucking me is the only plans he has for me then we shall see how he get get this my ass again nonsense" I was thinking about this in my mind whiles the vehicle was going and before I realized, we got to our destination unexpectedly, perhaps my thinking made the journey so shorter to my imagination.
When we arrived at Kundo, I ask one of the passengers we came with "Please can you help me locate Kundo Primary School" she called three small boys about 10, 11 or 12 year of ages to come and assist me "send this Madam to Kundo college, pick up her luggage" she instructed them. After about 10 minutes of walk, we were there, at the great Kundo college, it is not a bad place, the school is well structured with a very beautiful teachers Bangalore built by some a donor partner to GES. A certain young handsome man with a well built muscles was sitted under the shade of a neem three, he had no shirt on him but only a short football pant, seeing me coming with the children he got up on his feet, the pant look smaller in him, it tight him so much that you could see the traces of his manhood lying diagonally. "You are welcome" he welcomed to me.
"Thank you master" I responded to his welcome and walked slowly directly to him, I kept my things on a bench that was standing in front of him on which he kept a some book, the title I saw was "THE PERFECT MAN, A WOMAN CHOICE", mirror and shaving stick, I gest he was doing some shaving, he ordered me to have a sit on the plastic chair he was sitting on, without hesitation, I sat, remove a hand perse from one of my bags, remove ghc 1, 50 pesewas and gave it to the three boys to shear 50 pesewas each.
