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*The Biology Test Part 2* As my head slowly turned, I never stopped whispering the prayer because I was in hot soup. *"Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us."* Finally, my eyes settled on the monstrosity which was looming behind me. I almost wet my pants right there. He glanced at the phone which was frozen in my hands down the desk then his eyes settled on my face. Those chilling eyes of his seemed to be staring in my soul. "Simon my boy," his voice thundered as he placed his dark skinned hand on my shoulder. I felt as if I had been bitten by a cobra. I wished I was in a dream. So that I could wake up from that nightmare otherwise I was done for. Was I going to get out of this alive with my dignity intact? I doubted it. I continued to whisper the prayer as I stared fearfully, terror stricken into those cold merciless eyes of his. *"And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."* That man was evil. He was bad news indeed. There were rumours that he had been in jail numerous times for getting into fights at the pubs where they drank beer... fights in which he always left the person half head. The man looked like an escaped jail convict. He had dark skin. Dark as night. His head was shaved bold and he was physically built like a wrestler. He had cold emotionless eyes and a scar on his right cheek. The man was evil incarnate. My mind immediately started replaying stories I'd heard about Willard. The boy he beat until he soiled his pants. *--2 years ago--* _Willard looked around the class in panic. Mr Murovavana had just announced that only 20 minutes were left for the Biology test to be finished and...he had not written a thing. Mr Murovavana was sitting on his chair in front of the class. He had to cheat. He silently opened his satchel and pulled out his biology textbook. Luckily, he managed to copy a lot without being seen. It was when he was returning the book into his satchel when he mistakenly dropped it. That was his mistake. Mr Murovavana descended upon him, dragged him to the front of the class and beat the hell out of him until he lost control of his rectum. He had transferred to another school 2 days after the incident._ ——————————————— "Simon, what did I say I'd do to the person I caught cheating?" He asked as he looked into my eyes. After a few seconds, I answered with a shaky voice. "You...you... said that you... would make them regret why they were born." He took the phone from my hands and placed it on the table. He got hold of me by the collar and forcefully lifted me from my chair. I was done for. This man was going to beat the hell out of me. My girlfriend, Amanda was in the class. She was going to see me being beaten. It was embarrassing. "Simon, I follow student gossip, I heard that you have a girlfriend in this class and I'm going to beat you right in front of her, let's see if you are a man." What the heck. How did he know Amanda and I were dating? This was bad. My life was done. He wouldn't dare. Surely he was not that cruel. I loved Amanda. No. He wouldn't do this to me. I felt like crying but no tears came out. He dragged me by the belt until I was standing in front of Amanda's desk. We looked at each other. She looked....sad and scared...but still beautiful. He took a bamboo stick from a drawer in his desk and pushed me forward till I was face to face with Amanda. "This is what I do to people who cheat," Mr Murovavana said this as he delivered the first lash on my tender behind. No one laughed. There was absolute silence in the class. My buttocks felt painfully hot as if I had been stung by 30 bees. A tear rolled down Amanda's left eye as Mr Murovavana delivered another painful lash. As the bamboo stick lashed my buttocks again and again. As I looked into Amanda eyes, tears streaming down my cheeks. As the urine flowed and wet my pants because the pain was unbearable. I swore to myself. I swore that Mr Murovavana, monster or not, had crossed the line and.... *I was going to make him pay. This was something I simply wasn't going to forgive and forget This man was an animal out of control.. and I was going to put him down.* _To be continued. React ❤️🔥👍🏼😂😭 if you enjoyed it._

*The Biology Test Part 3* I flipped onto the next page page of the book I was reading. It was entitled, *How to get away with Murder* by Carl Johnson. I was reading the book for the fifth time. It was three days after....the *Murovavana incident.* I was sitting in the library on a desk in the corner...alone. I was waiting for someone. I didn't have much friends after the humiliation. I no longer had a girlfriend either. That bastard had surely done it. He had ruined everything. He had ruined my personal image as one of the coolest boys at our school. He had ruined my relationship, Amanda had broken up with me the day after the incident because she had said that many students were laughing at her because of the incident. She had said that she loved me but just couldn't handle being laughed at everyday like that. So I was single and my image was tainted. Thanks to him. All thanks to Murovavana. I was going to destroy both of those things for him. His job and his marriage. Like I said, he had crossed the line by beating me till I wet my pants and I was going to make him pay... dearly. Just then the person I had been waiting for came and slid into the chair beside me. It was my best friend, Thomas. He was one of the few people who had chosen to remain by my side even after the embarrassing incident. He was a true friend. He was also pretty good at digging out for information. "Thomas," I acknowledged his presence in a barely audible whisper. "Simon," he whispered back in a similar manner without looking up from the book he was reading. We were talking like spies. We needed to. "Have you got the intel?" I whispered as I flipped the page on the book I was reading. "Yes. It is true that Murovavana has a crush on a Form Three student, Diana. I talked to her. She confirmed it." Thomas whispered back. I could barely contain my smile. This was good news. Very good news. It was exactly what I needed to hear. "Good job bro. Is she here?" I asked as I continued to read the book. "Yeah she's standing outside," he whispered. "Good. Bring her in," I whispered. Thomas silently packed his books and left. A few minutes later. Diana sat on the chair Thomas had been sitting on. I glanced at her, I almost burst out laughing. I had thought Diana was pretty because if I was a teacher and I decided to risk falling in love with a student...the student had to be very very pretty. I mean..it had to be worth the risk right? "So Diana, I want you to do something for me," I said this as I shifted uncomfortably on my not yet fully healed buttocks. "What is it? And what's in it for me?" she asked immediately. "I want you to go to Mr Murovavana's office later today and kiss him while I snap a photo from the window outside. I'll pay half now and the other half after the job is done." I whispered this as I offered her a fifty dollar note under the desk. Her eyes widened when she saw it. She had probably never owned such a big amount of money. Good. This meant she would accept. She took the money and clutched it reverently. "Okay then. Fill me in on the details." she whispered. After we were done discussing, we parted ways. We met later in the afternoon. She was going to go into his office and pretend like she wanted him to explain some biology to her then she was going to flirt with him and kiss him as I snapped a photo from a window outside. Diana went into his office. I rushed to the window and peeked into the office. He was marking a couple of books📚. He smiled when Diana walked into the office. He sure liked her. The bastard did not know it was a trap. I couldn't hear what she was saying but she was probably asking for help on a biology topic. As she asked, she put her hand on his and moved low for a kiss. Mr Murovavana smiled. The monster smiled. He didn't know it was a trap 🪤. He pulled Diana and made her sit on his lap. The plan was going very well. He pulled her head closer and kissed her. Perfect. As Mr Murovavana kissed Melissa and dipped his hands into her shirt, I snapped a couple of pictures from a corner so that he would not see the phone or me. It was perfect. He was done for. If a teacher was caught having a relationship with a student then they were fired. Diana then pulled away from the kiss and probably made some excuse to get away from him before it escalated further. Mr Murovavana looked frustrated since he was expecting more but he nodded and she left the office. I met her at the door and handed her another fifty dollar note. "It was nice doing business with you," I told her. "Likewise," she responded as she held the money like a prize. Later that day, after I had eaten supper, I scrolled through the pictures I'd snapped until I found the best one which showed the monster kissing Diana passionately. I forwarded the picture to the school group which had all the teachers, headmaster, parents and students. I added a hashtag to the image *#Murovavana the student lover*. I smiled as the reactions started coming. People were saying that it was embarrassing for a teacher to do something like that. This was what I had been waiting for. My revenge. *It was time to get the bastard off the school premises for good. Animals like him belonged in the jungle...not at school.😏* _Thanks for reading. Hope you have been loving the series so far. The last part to the story will be posted soon. Be sure to leave a reaction 😂🔥❤️ if you enjoyed this._

THE PROUD UMBRELLA A Short Moral Story. There was an umbrella which became very proud because it was good-looking, popular, strong, admired by others, and a lot of people wanted it. The rich and influential people adored it and begged to use it. Workers, market men and women, passersby and students all could do almost anything to get it. Even little children wanted very much to play with it in the rain. All of this made the umbrella egoistical and think too highly of itself. It would often boast and brag about how famous and important it was. The umbrella grew so proud that one day, it said to itself, "Of all my friends; the broom, the freezer, the fan, the bucket, the torch and the bag, I am the most important. They don't meet my standards, so I'd better push them away! I am a celebrity, I should live like a celebrity!" That same day, it left its friends and neighbours and went to live in another country, far away from there. The umbrella continued to be highly respected and admired by everyone, and it thought it would always be that way, until everything suddenly changed. Out of the blue, its life changed completely. The umbrella found itself in a state of total neglect and nobody cared about it anymore. Everyone who had ever loved it, abruptly abandoned it. Nobody was at all interested in it, even the little children no longer wanted to play with it. As a result, it felt worthless, lonely and sad. The umbrella was surprised and confused and wondered why it was suddenly rejected by everyone. It went to an old man and asked bitterly, "I'm still good-looking and strong. Why don't people want me anymore?" The old man shrugged and said, "The rainy season has passed, the downpour is over, so people no longer value the umbrella. You're now a burden to everyone!" Filled with regret and despair, the umbrella asked, "I abandoned my friends and neighbours to live a glorious life. Can I go back to them now?" The old man shook his head and murmured, "No, you can't. You've already pushed them away, so they probably won't accept you back! I'm sorry, but you'll have to live on the streets for a very long time." LESSONS TO LEARN: Nothing in life is permanent. Even our sun has a time limit and will eventually supernova. What you think is the biggest and most precious thing in life is not going to be the same after a while. Never think too highly of yourself, you can lose everything in the next moment. Put your ego aside and stay humble. When you're doing better than family and friends, never push them away, because you might need them one day.

*The Biology Test* I yawned. I was tired and super sleepy 🥱. It was a Sunday. I had spent the whole day watching action and romantic movies. Infact, I had spent the whole weekend watching movies on Netflix yet the following day, we were going to begin our Form Four first term end of term exams. We were starting with Biology in the morning at 8 am sharp. The time was 11:07 pm. I needed to sleep. I hadn't read anything at all. I contemplated grabbing my text book and reading a bit but felt too lazy. Well... whatever... I really didn't care. I was tired so I slipped into the blankets checked and responded to a couple of messages on Whatsapp and dozed off. I woke up early, took a shower, wore my uniform and ate my Cornflakes morning cereal as I chatted with my mother. After I was done, I grabbed my satchel. "Good luck on your exam today Simon," my mother called out as left the kitchen. I only smiled at her. I really needed luck. Only God knew I'd read absolutely nothing at all because my whole weekend was spent on movies and social media. I took my bike and rode it to school. I arrived just in time and took my seat at the back of the class. Mr Murovavana, the biology teacher was already there handing out the question papers. After he was done, he went and stood at the door, looking at his Huawei smartphone. After a few minutes, he looked up from his phone. "Okay class, it's 8 am, you can start. You only have two and a half hours. 30 minutes for each question. Let me warn you, if I catch you cheating... you'll regret the day you were born" Mr Murovavana warned us as he eyed us menacingly. Everyone knew that you didn't cheat on Mr Murovavana's tests. This man was a monster. Everyone was afraid of him. He once beat a boy called Willard with a bamboo stick till the boy soiled his pants after he had caught the boy cheating on one of his tests. Cheating on his test was a big risk because he was dangerous. I read the first question. *1. Explain in detail the molecular mechanisms of synaptic plasticity and memory formation? [25 marks]* Aaah. Mechanisms of what? Aaah....aaah. I had never heard or read of that stuff ever since I was born. What the heck was this? Perhaps the next question was going to be soft. *2. Explain fully how phylogenetic trees reflect the evolutionary history of organisms? [25 marks]* This was witchcraft. Phylo what? Where did this man get these questions? Did he want anyone to pass? I looked around the class. Other students seemed to be writing. Where were they getting the answers? I knew absolutely nothing. There was nothing to write there. Perhaps the next question was going to be a bit simple. *3. What are the mechanisms of programmed cell death (apoptosis) in development and disease? [20 marks]* Aah. Aah. Aah. This man was a monster. What the heck was apoptosis? The test was child abuse. How could a teacher give children things like that? I'm sure he himself didn't know the answers to these questions either. I prayed to God for number four to be simple. I only had two more questions. I made the sign of the cross then checked number four. *4. Give a detailed explanation of the mechanisms of mitochondrial DNA inheritance and regulation? [25 marks]* Oh my dear sweet Lord. Ah. Where did he get these questions from? I didn't even know what mitochondrial DNA inheritence was. My armpits were wet with sweat and my stomach was rumbling. Things were not going well. Lord God Almighty, I didn't know anything. Was this Form Four stuff? No. There had to be a mistake. This had to be university stuff. My palms were very sweaty now and my head was starting to ache. The possibility of getting a zero was very high. If the last question was difficult too then I was likely going to get a zero. With shaky hands, I flipped the question paper and checked the last question. *5. What are the molecular mechanisms of gene regulation by non-coding RNAs? [30 marks]* Mmmhh. This was bad. I was done for. None of the questions made sense. What were RNAs? Rice Nuts Apples? Was that it? No it couldn't be. I didn't know a thing. I had to cheat if I wanted to pass. There was no other option. I checked for Mr Murovavana. He was standing at the door typing on his phone. He was distracted... probably on WhatsApp or Facebook. This was my chance. I quickly fished out my phone from my pocket entered the pin with the phone hidden under the desk. I went on WhatsApp then opened the *Meta AI* chat. Meta knew everything. I just needed to type the question there, get the answer in a few seconds then copy into my book. I typed the first question then sent it. In a few seconds, I got the answer. Sweet. Maybe I was going to pass after all. I lifted my head to check for Mr Murovavana. He wasn't there. That was a problem. A big one. The man was standing there a few seconds before. Where'd he go? There was absolutely no one at the door where he had been standing. Just then I noticed that most students were looking at me. No. Not at at me but...*behind me.* I wanted to hide my phone...to fight for my life but my hand was absolutely frozen stiff with pure dread. This was said to be one of the monsters powers. Some said he scared you until you couldn't move (that was why some called him Medusa). The phone was stuck in my hand. I felt like crying but no tears came out. How could I not have seen him moving? My heart was now beating madly. This was bad. Very bad. *I was so dead. Only God could save me now. I began praying as I turned back to face the monster that was no doubt standing behind me. "Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name..."* Leave a reaction 😂🔥❤️👍 if you wish to see more of this story. Hope you slept well folks._

*Everyday is a chance to begin again. Don't focus on the failures of yesterday. Start today with positive thoughts and expectations.*

*As you grow older you realize your best friend is your MOM, no matter how much you argue, fight, make up. She will never leave you and is the one doing life with you forever.♡*

*I once said, "God I'm done."* *He said, "Good, now I can start."*

Today l just need you close. Not asking for everything to go perfectly, l don’t want to feel like I’m carrying it all on my own. I speak peace over today🙏 I speak joy in the moments that try to steal it. l speak clarity over confusion and strength over the parts of me that feel tired🙏. Let today be gentle and steady, let it remind me that you are walking with me even in quiet parts in JESUS name AMEN🙏🤞

*Day 168 of 365* Date: 17 June 2025 *💡 Dose of the Day:* “You don’t need to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.” _Martin Luther King Jr._ *🧠 Thought Starter:* Every big dream you have, be it a project, a movement, or your future starts with one small, intentional move. Start. Adjust. Keep going. *🔥 Challenge:* Do one thing today that your future self will thank you for. Just one. That’s the power of momentum. *✨ Affirmation:* “I am building greatness, one bold step at a time.”

*The Biology Test Part 4* _This chapter is going to be short because it concludes this series. I hope you have enjoyed reading this series as much as I enjoyed writing it. I'll be introducing a new series soon._ The following day, rumours were circulating that after seeing the picture, Mr Murovavana's wife had been left with no other choice but to leave the cheating bastard. They had 12 children and she had left him all 12 of the children. So on top of being unemployed, shamed and humiliated, the monster was going to have to take care of the 12 children on his own. But really, what was that bastard thinking by having all those children? (Who has that many children these days?) It was going to be difficult finding another job because of his tainted reputation and image. So he was probably going to be moving to the rural areas and he was probably going to do some farming to keep his children fed. It was going to be difficult but I felt absolutely no pity for the monster. He was ruthless, someone had to put him down before he killed or crippled a student because of his brutality and I just so happened to have been the person to do it. Unlike Willard, I had not chosen to flee from him, no, I had survived, fought back and won. The monster was going to hurt students no more. His reign was over. The whole school was ablaze with the gossip of Mr Murovavana's picture being intimate with a Form Three student. When Mr Murovavana came to school, no one laughed. He was was still terrifying despite the embarrassing situation he was in. Students only looked at him and exchanged hushed whispers. It was a difficult time for him. A meeting was called for all teachers to discuss the matter but it was quite obvious what the outcome of the meeting was going to be. Teachers who got into relationships with students got fired if they were caught. Mr Murovavana had been caught and the whole school had seen the evidence. The meeting was quite brief. As I had guessed, Diana was called to testify that the photo had not been photoshopped, that she had really been in a relationship with Mr Murovavana. I handed her a 50 dollar note 💰 on her way to the meeting so that she would give a strong testimony against the bastard and she did her role perfectly. She even said that the bastard had tried to rape her many times and she said she had only got into a relationship with him out of fear since he kept threatening her. There probably wasn't much to talk about and within an hour, the meeting was concluded. Mr Murovavana's sad face as he left the meeting was testament enough that it was over for him. I wanted him to feel the pain I had felt. My buttocks were still not fully healed from the onslaught. His life was ruined. He no longer had a job and a wife. I stood at the school gate waiting for him to finish packing up his belongings. After around thirty minutes, I saw him approaching carrying a bag and a box which contained his belongings. When he was close enough to see me, he frowned and I could see him barely able to contain the anger which was no doubt simmering within him. "It's a pity your life is ruined. Since you probably no longer have a source of income and 12 mouths to feed at home... this might help." I told him as I offered him a twenty dollar note. He stared at the twenty dollar note in my hand as if it was a snake. Then he spat on the ground. "Keep your filthy money. This was your doing wasn't it?" He asked, pure hatred oozing from the question. When I didn't answer, he continued, "You might think you're smart you little bastard but you're not. What you have simply done is replace a monster with another one, perhaps even worse than I was because the teacher who will replace me is way worse." "Doesn't matter. As long as you are gone. Want some help carrying that box?" I asked fully aware that I was the last person he wanted help from. He didn't say anything. He only gave me a venomous stare. If eyes could kill, I would have probably died right there. I watched him go. I watched the monster go, defeated. He had messed with the wrong student. Then he suddenly stopped and started walking back to me. I wondered if he was coming to slap the hell out of me. I mean, he had nothing to lose. He had already lost his job and his marriage. What else was there to lose? "On second thought, give me that twenty dollar note," he said this as he failed to look into my eyes. I looked at him sympathetically as I handed him the money. He took it without saying another word and left. I was going to worry about what he had said about his replacement being worse than him later. It was a time of celebration. I was going to go down in the school's history as the hero who took down the terrible monster. The student who had faced the monster and survived..not only that but I had struck back. Soon every student was going to know my name. And maybe I was going to get Amanda back. Maybe. _So this is it. The conclusion to the series. React if you enjoyed it 🔥❤️👍🏼. In the meantime, keep calm and take care._