Misleading Spotlight

I may be termed as a womanizer for my early encounter with ladies; but, can one be blamed for being born into a family of six (6) ladies? My early encounter with ladies can surely be attributed with my many encounter with numerous ladies at a tender age. I surely learned a lesson about ladies at that tender age after my experience with a ‘misleading spotlight’.

As we sat in the class waiting eagerly to be introduced to this new student from another school, I decided to pen down some few useless words on a rough sheet of paper. The sound of Mr. Zickson’s three feet cane on the front desk changed my mind completely as he grabbed our attention. Just as he was about talking, Akua Boame, the daughter of the director’s sister walks in to take her stand in front of the class. Many would have wished she was as beautiful as Beyoncé for her to keep us waiting. What came as a surprise to the males and a threat to the females was the fact that she was extremely more beautiful than Beyoncé or Halle Berry, making our wait of much reason. As one of the stubborn and notorious boys in the class, I was tempted to keep my cool for as long as I could. After the description, the prayer of myself and most guys in the class (I think) was answered when the bell was rang for an hour lunch. Being a new-comer in the school, we are expected as her mates to put a smile on her face by keeping her company. It was a shock to the teacher when all the boys refused to go in for lunch all in the name of wanting to make Akua’s first day in school a memorable one. What we had forgotten about was the fact that the mathematics teacher was coming after the lunch to punish those who failed his test. What may have been termed as a ‘destiny sign’ was when our eyes engaged resulting in a wink from her end. My entire system went through a different mechanism as food from nowhere filled my tummy and system with emotions. I was so happy thinking she was surely going to be my future wife. Asking to be excused, she took some steps towards my direction. Knowing very well she was coming my direction, I took out one big book from a colleague’s bag and began to read a random page (to tell you the truth, I was seeing nothing). Almost getting to my seat, I decided to rise up as a gentleman will do according to the movies I watch on television. What came as a big blow to my face and that of many other guys in the class, was when she asked me to escort her to the class of a particular senior. Thinking he might be her cousin or family friend or some kind of relation, I proudly walked with Miss World to his class. Reaching the class, the way they both hugged themselves only sent one signal at my direction; they were actually dating. This was confirmed when the senior in question walked to me saying, ‘thank you for bringing my sweetheart’. Replying with a stupid ‘thank you’, my first thought of question as I walked to my class was, ‘Was I the most stupid in class?’ With over twenty (20) boys in the class, I was the chosen fool to escort her to her sweetheart. I guess the saying ‘the beautiful are always in busy hands’ is one to always have in mind when about to take the step. Even though I was mercilessly punished for failing my mathematics test, every tear that I dropped that day was to console my stupidity than the pain of the strokes of cane on my buttocks.

I may have prayed a numerous time for them to break up but the question remained the same, ‘Does she love me as I love her?’