On the 17th of May 2019, 53 students out of 3000
were chosen as prefects in our school. I can’t say how lucky and fortunate I
was to be among those few. What followed was a story of laughter and tears,
duty and fun, responsibilities and fulfilling impossibilities.
To be frank, we got off a rocky start. The school’s second term started two weeks after the Easter Sunday Bombings, and on the first day of the term, there were only 37 students in the entire school. Only three girls were of my age, and we (the whole school) were put into one classroom and strictly instructed not to wander anywhere alone. I spent the rest of the day listening to my friend relate Stranger Things.
