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What An Imp Did To Me - by A.B.King


   Once upon a time in the country called Cameroun there lived a little boy named Roland. He was raised in a Christian family and was schooled in church and at home on God’s word.   Roland wanted a new wrist watch more than anything. He wanted to buy a new gold watch that he saw advertised on TV. Now Roland was only 12 years old. A 12 year old boy had no business with a gold wrist watch. But Roland knew that if he had a gold wrist watch it would get him respect among all the boys in his class and when he speaks everybody would listen.   One morning, while Roland’s mother drove him to school she talked to him about the principle of seeds. She told him then in whatever we do in life we are planting seeds and our seeds grow and bear fruit. If a student reads he or she is sowing a seed and that seed must grow and bear the fruit of the student gaining knowledge or passing an exam.   Seeds come in different qualities so if for instance a student reads half – hazardly, that student’s reading would bear the fruit of a having half – hazard knowledge on the topic they read about or having a half – hazard performance after taking an exam.   So in whatsoever we do, we should bear in mind that we are sowing seeds into our lives and later on we must surely reap the rewards or punishment for the kind of seeds that we sow.Roland said, Ok!   Roland’s Mum drove into the school premises and dropped him off.Later on in school that day, Roland sees money in someone’s school bag as the person opened a special compartment on the inside of the bag to bring out something else. Now, the person did it discreetly but Roland’s eyes still caught it. It was apparently difficult for money to get past Roland without him seeing it.   Roland had a little debate with his conscience. Was he doing to try to pinch it if he had the chance or was he going leave it if he had the chance to pinch it?   Roland remembered everything that his Mum said to him earlier that day. If he stole it, he would be sowing a seed but what kind of thing would he reap? One voice told Roland that he would reap punishment if he sowed the seed of stealing but another voice told him that he would reap to reward of getting one step closer to owning a gold wrist watch.   Roland simply picked the voice that he liked what it said. He picked the voice that said he would reap a reward.   Roland waited for the right opportunity and he stole the money. What he didn’t know was that somebody was watching him. The most mischievous student in the class was silently watching him steal the money. The student’s name was Elvis, all the teachers called him “The Incredible Imp” behind his back.   Later on the boy whose money was stolen realized his money was stolen and he almost lost his mind. He was angry and crying at the same time. Roland felt guilty but he remembered the gold wrist watch he wanted to get and it gave him the guts to buckle down his humanity.   The boy whose money was stolen reported the matter to a teacher and quickly Roland wrapped the money inside a centered sheet of paper from one of his note books so that every side part of it was folded and wrapped. Then Roland put it inside his food flask which was still full of food. Then Roland used the spoon to stir it so that the food would totally cover the paper that the money was wrapped in.   All the while, Roland didn’t know that Elvis was watching him.   The teacher wanted to start searching all the students but another teacher who heard about it and had had some sort of vendetta with the student whose money was stolen brought up the topic of why did he come to school with that much money in the first place.   The course of the investigation of the missing money changed and they teacher soon found out that the student whose money was stolen had actually stolen it himself for his parents. He had intended to by a handheld video game with it after school while he is on his way home.   The teacher that had a personal vendetta with the student didn’t let that angle of the matter go and everybody forgot about trying to figure out where the money was now.   Roland took it as a good sign. God must really want him to have the money, he thought.   However, even though no one cared anymore about where the money was now, Elvis still cared.   Elvis who was a little bit of a criminal himself wanted to teach Roland a lesson. He waited for the right time towards the school’s closing hours and he took out all of Roland’s textbooks, exercise books and stationary from Roland’s school bag. Then he replaced it with smooth large stones that where about the same weight with all that was in the school bag before.   Somehow Roland didn’t notice it. When he got home, as he wanted to remove his books from his school bag that was when he noticed it. It came as a shock to him. Who would have done this? Could somebody have known what he did and done this in retaliation?   One thing was most important now. It was the fact that his Mum would kill him if all those books were not replaced.   Roland had to use the money he had just stolen to re-buy the same books he had before he stole the money in the first place.
The End.


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