Some years back I was doing my out-programme(internship) in a school bi.

After spending some months in the school I noticed something, there was a teacher bi called Sir Joe.

Na me se saa sir Joe no ɔyi 3cedis a na w’afrɛ students no bi ama omo akɔtɔ awaakye abrɛ no…ɔyɛ a ɔse wo kɔ a ka sɛ sir Joe na ɔsoma wo.

Na sɛ students no de awaakye no ba na sɛ sir Joe bie aduane no mu a, wo tumi hu sɛ awaakye no dɔɔso,yasan ama no kosua,ɛnam(fish ne kahuro) ɛna ya san ama no salad ne talia.

Me bisa other teachers no na omo ka kyerɛ me sɛ awaakyewura no yɛ sir Joe asɔreba.

Wei na one Wednesday bi sir Joe anba school, ɛna me frɛ students no bi na me yii 10cedis maa no… na me ka kyerɛ no sɛ ɔnkɔtɔ awaakye ɛnbrɛ me ɔkɔ a ɔnka sɛ sir Joe na ɛsomo no.

Akoraa no de awaakye no baa yɛ a na ɔde 50pesewas abɛ hyɛ me nsa mu.

So I was like ”herrr kwasia na sɛ awaakye no sir Joe ɔtɔ 3cedis, nti wobɛ ma me nsesa 7cedis”

The kid was like ” Awaakye wura no se, sir Joe abɛ fri awaakye Monday ne Tuesday  nti w’ate afri mu”

I was like ” okay, na sɛ wo bɛ ma me 1cedi”

The kid was like ” Aane but me nso me de 50pessewas atɔ sobolo”

Me yɛɛ basaa the whole day

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