Describing my teachers

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The new teacher of general paper
That morning as the class sat lazily conversing at the top of their voices, a big dark man stood at the entrance of the room blocking all the sunlight that came through. The loud chants and arguments that had previously occupied the class turned into whispers as all eyes turned to the new comer. His distinct shiny bald head looked like a patched football field. His eyes like round golf balls rotated in their sockets as they scrutinized the class. His gaze was so strong that nobody could look him in the eye for more than three seconds. His belly stuck out like that of a pregnant woman unable to be hidden by the loose fitting and old fashioned four buttoned jacket he wore. His throat was very huge and this obviously denied him the chance to tie his collar button. His whole ensemble was amusing. In fact, the yellow tie he wore which did not match the green shirt and brown trousers at all resembled a hangman’s noose.
“Good morning senior five!” he bellowed. “I am your new teacher of general paper” he continued in a loud confident voice such that no one could doubt him.

The literature teacher

He wore spectacles which lay precariously on his nostrils and not on the bridge of his nose like most people’s did. His neck had layers of flesh that concealed his Adams apple. When he spoke, he did so with hearty expressions forming wrinkles that crowded his face. Lines ran between his eyes making them look like a waterfall. He had a hollow laugh which hardly lasted more than a few seconds. Often, it sounded like an old tired car engine that had failed to start. The only quality about it was that it often transformed his lame jokes into sublime ones. Nevertheless, we enjoyed his lessons.


Author: Colman Ntungwerisho

Law student, believer, dreamer, eternal optimist. Hope, faith and love. It takes 10,000 hours to master your craft I love writing and photography. The best is yet to come.

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