Assembly was a tiring affair. Teachers were sparsely gathered behind the columns of students who were prim and proper as the teacher on the podium read out the announcements. Adeola shifted from one foot to the other, focus breaking when her colleagues beside her began their gossip. One with the name Obiye, was speaking to another teacher in a whisper, her orange feathered hat covering the side of her face, but not so low that Adeola couldn't hear them.
"Sekinat look, see how downcast she is. Do you think she'll actually get fired?"
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