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 401 In Elementary Three, I barely saw Mrs Bearit and when we did, we would rush and greet her heartily and she never was tired of responding warmly too. Then she was off to a new school in second term on transfer. But we were all warming up to our new teacher, Mr Pepperit. He taught us the letters  of the foreign language and from a reader  told us tales quite unique. Twenty-six letters, comprised their alphabet and it was a wonder 402 for me to realize while we shared similarities, we had a plethora of differences in talking about the exact same things in different clans of human beings, insects and animals. The word 'danger' would definitely be rendered  differently by folks in every part to warn off those it crept to start  the process of harm. When teaching  was Mr Pepperit, I seemed listening  403 from dreamland. The new language  fascinated me. The new luggage  had twenty-six packages and quite early  I noticed the letter pronounc...

 391 of the evil forest. Our folks were thinking  whatever structures they would be building  (that is, the orange army ants) shortly would crumble. Instead, we're watching here and there the rubble  of our old customs while the institutions left behind by the expatriates over zillions  of years are still thriving. Our primary school  was one of them. But a powerful tool of warfare did evolve with the changing times and arrived in my age with its trappings intact though signs 392 were steadily showing it might not outlive us. (Meanwhile, I banished the thought.) The Ehkpo masquerade was revered in the past. During its season, the masked men with vast array of weapons - bows and arrows, machetes and charms - would roam from the heart to fringes of the clans singing and feasting from compound to compound of the initiates and then around  the village squares. While they roamed the clans, non-initiates and women were forced to dance 393 in extreme fear dee...