Phil looked at me and said, “what new teacher?”
“Mr Burner” I said. “Burner, who’s he?”. I t was then that Phil realised that from where I sat in the classroom I had seen him at the incinerator. Thats who the strap pinchers society started. The funny thing was that Piggie never asked where his stap disappeared to after Phil borrowed it on the fateful day. Some might refer to it as the day of reconing.
Forward on to form 1 of my secondary school. My English teacher was stupid enough to leave his strap in a portable classroom one day and I couldn’t resist the urge to knock it off. Phil had taken one a few weeks before and had hidden it in a shallow drain near the school.