the Dining Hall.
It all started with a shout,Any Bread said
"Don't touch that tureen!"Amaka made off with the tureen
of rice.Any Bread and
Milk Industry gave chase. A loud roar of protest washed over the crowd. They had been watching the
drama. Suddenly they
surged forward.To the kitchen
through Old Dining. Grabbing as
many tureens as they could lay their hands on,Students ran for dear life.As if by magic, large bowls
appeared,And the food
was quickly dished out.Some others battled each other for tureens,The stronger making away with
the loot.In this
process, many were overturned on the floor. I quickly started picking up
pieces of meat.I ended up with
three bowls of rice.Rushing to the
dorm, I met Senior Temilade."Hey you" she said "come
here."Tried to duck
but it was too late.I had to
surrender some of my loot.Ended up with one plate of rice,And a tiny piece of meat.
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