Perhaps I was jetlagged from the 14 hours long journey from my home country back to the scorching heat, I laid in my bed all exhausted.
Next morning, I woke up anxious it had finally hit me that I missed 3 weeks of classes. I saw my buddies once again but I saw them making conversation with a new crowd, the classroom was sunlit vibrant and the class teacher was the one who constantly picked on me , I was also late most benches were filled, with all this going on I couldn't make conversation with my buddies but they did look happy to see me again.
with all the notes I had missed , I needed to leave blank pages to make space for the past notes , with notes empty and unable to process the classes , finally making conversation with my buddies felt awkward the connection we had was gone . I did collect all the notes from my buddies but still remained awkward.
For a week I remained restless, I recovered all written notes, I constantly kept bugging my friend for notes and upon completion a huge wave of relief hit me, and I was at ease but still very timid and awkward in class. Sunday and Monday remained the usual , while Tuesday I was early to school , I made my way into the classroom with my hand reaching for the door handle and my eyes finally off the ground the small spectator window as if it were a picture frame , I saw a portrait of 3 of my closest buddies laughing and all excited looking forward to my arrival , it used to be like this a year ago , he left for his home-country last year due to financial issues along with his family , he reassured me we would stay in contact sadly we did not , this marked the end of our friendship .
He was the link that held the friend group together , bound to fall apart the day he left the bonds were re-established today , beyond that frame was actually him , he was back along with his family too , this felt like movie scene ,they kept gesturing me excitedly to get in and I was pleasantly flabbergasted after all that sad talk and final goodbye this was straight up a comedy skit of respective characters being over emotional or perhaps too pretentious ,a sappy melodrama perhaps .
I straight up laughed at his face and taunted him with a question " looks like our bro ola has made it back ,doesn't it ? " , we both laughed after he played along with the joke and I missed him a lot , I asked how did he make it back here he said " although we recovered some money but my father still wanted the family to stay behind in the country cuz everything was already being set up" , " so how did convince your father to bring u back here ?"
"I realized I had to level up my arguments , so I thought about what I should say and finally the time , I implemented the art of war strategy . I fell on both of my knees and cried hysterically, shouting I will die if I live here !!!! , my father laughed it off but my unyielding demands made him turn to my will and now I am back ". I asked "bro was it necessary to cry like that , like think of your pride as a man bowing to another man . you could've used your sisters to execute the crying scene ". Rin and yuk added in the joke " golden falcon flew back to home ", we all had a good laugh on that addition. Me , ola , rin and yuk therefore reunited again.
It was a historical re-union until our ogre class teacher decided to send Ola to another section , apparently our section had too many students . With the power she held over me now as the class teacher I had no choice but to accept this decision . During break period we met up quite often , he made new friends in the other section while I also reestablished my connection with a former classmate . he and I were one of the tallest in the class , we shared a similar sense of humor , some teachers mistook us as twins while it was not the first time this had happened , this happened more often this year which might be result of the dark tanned skin we had achieved while playing soccer during the scorching heat during break period . He was good at studies , his sincere attitude towards studies inspired me and this year I had achieved my best results yet . The entire class thrived , this was a rare example of positive influence among students .
The best year of my life passed so quickly , I can barely recall most days yet every time I recall the year I see spring ,smiles , a pleasant scent of wet grass and infectious laughter reverberating all across the classroom ,which I still can only remember as a vibrant and sunlit room of hope , grade 8 .