tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post115644023107299792..comments2016-08-20T19:14:01.630+01:00Comments on naijablog: The cruelties of youth..Jeremy[email protected]Blogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1156996697246769742006-08-31T04:58:00.000+01:002006-08-31T04:58:00.000+01:00Sounds just like my school days: the headmaster th...Sounds just like my school days: the headmaster there was particularly fond of tree stumps though. You got a machete and you had to dig them out. Period. These were always a long term project - say 8 hours a day for a week to three weeks depending on how much you were willing to get into it - and never fun.<BR/><BR/>I do not miss those days.Ntwiga[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1156495725046907182006-08-25T09:48:00.000+01:002006-08-25T09:48:00.000+01:00Cutting grass was also part of boarding school lif...Cutting grass was also part of boarding school life and experience especially if the school premises was on the edge of a forest like mine (RSS) was.<BR/><BR/>But then we had slang for that, it was called "mass attack", in fact, the large machetes were useless, you needed something called a cutlass which was like a one-handed scythe.<BR/><BR/>Then when power lines ran past the back of our school, we got to uprooting tree stumps.<BR/><BR/>In both cases, we ajebotas never got to finish our allotments.<BR/><BR/>I covered some of those topics in my write-up celebrating the <A HREF="http://akin.blog-city.com/rss.htm" REL="nofollow"> 60th anniversary</A> of my secondary school.Akinhttp://akin.blog-city.com[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1156495169214696622006-08-25T09:39:00.001+01:002006-08-25T09:39:00.001+01:00This surely brings back memories of my secondary s...This surely brings back memories of my secondary school days in Nigeria. Our boarding school owned so much land everyone had a 'Permanent portion' i.e a piece of land they were responsible for(clearing and tending).<BR/>My toilet washing skills from school came in handy when I worked as a cleaner in my first few weeks in the UK... and I still weed my back garden regularly. <BR/>Having said that I think it was a nasty experience and I wouldn't want my kids to go through that....Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1156495152143799182006-08-25T09:39:00.000+01:002006-08-25T09:39:00.000+01:00This surely brings back memories of my secondary s...This surely brings back memories of my secondary school days in Nigeria. Our boarding school owned so much land everyone had a 'Permanent portion' i.e a piece of land they were responsible for(clearing and tending).<BR/>My toilet washing skills from school came in handy when I worked as a cleaner in my first few weeks in the UK... and I still weed my back garden regularly. <BR/>Having said that I think it was a nasty experience and I wouldn't want my kids to go through that....Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686769.post-1156440333852409412006-08-24T18:25:00.000+01:002006-08-24T18:25:00.000+01:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymous[email protected]