Monday Mayhem: A Physics Teacher's Race Against Time

Following a rather unexpectedly exhausting Sunday, I hoped that Monday would be a bit unusual and kind enough to take things easy on me. I was wrong, however. Waking up seemed harder than usual and even an hour later than normal, but I managed to gather myself together quickly enough to prepare for the day.

With only about two hours to cram my morning routines into and dash out to work, I had to speed things up. And with what tends to happen when things are sped up, a bit of disorderliness sets in. I managed nonetheless, and the necessary items on the to-do list were marked.

Breakfast felt like it was going to eat a lot of the time I had in the morning, and so I was going to skip it and then take care of myself later that morning. But I remembered how I felt like I was dying yesterday because I went to church with an empty stomach.

One would think that I chose to leave for church without breakfast yesterday because most people fast on Sunday mornings, but it really was because I woke late just like today and had to rush out to church. Service lasted way longer than I expected, and so my insides grew distabilized with time. The rest of the day was off for me, mostly because of that. This time, I took the time to make breakfast. I ate my popular recipe of fried eggs and bread sandwich with a cup of tea.

Upon my arrival at work, 20 minutes late, I found that the very students that I was going to teach at 8 AM were still on the assembly ground. I felt really glad that I had taken the time to have breakfast, because I would have been mad.

Eventually, the students settled into their classrooms, and I walked in shortly afterwards to teach them a new topic in physics.

The thing, however, is that I had not been very much around in the last two weeks as I had matters to handle. Sadly, I am behind schedule with them on their curriculum for the term, and their examinations commence next week. I had to make today's lecture count.

Today's lecture was about equations of motion. It is a very vital topic, as an understanding of the concept would be needed at many points in their journey as people inclined towards physics for a long time, such as engineering. With delicacy and precision, I had to handle this topic.

As usual, it was a struggle to get many of them to follow along and be imparted with this knowledge. I believe that they may not have a really good foundation in physics, so it takes a whole lot of effort to get my teachings across to many of them.

It was meant to be revision week and not a time to teach topics for the very first time, and so some of them missed the class as they were not around for whatever reason. For that reason, their exam questions will not be heavily focused on these new topics.

After an hour and thirty minutes of writing and deriving the equations of motion and trying to explain them to them, only a few were able to grab the most of it. I was already exhausted from the lecture, so I couldn't do more than I had done for them and just left. At least, we covered one more topic.

Right after that, I had to leave for the regular place that I go to charge my devices so that I could work on some offline jobs. With so many hours in, the very same feeling I had yesterday was beginning to spring up again, and so I packed up and left. Stress, maybe, and that's why it's recurring. I don't know yet.

How would I have been able to return home after yet another exhausting day only to begin to cook beans, even with more work to do? I just vexed and stormed the nearest canteen and asked them to serve me some portions of eba and a plate of ogbono soup.

I finished eating shortly after I was served, but I really wasn't satisfied, even on top of the high cost of the food. It was time to pay, however, but it was in that moment that I realised that I had messed up. I didn't have any money.

There was no money in my bank, and neither was there enough in my wallet to pay for this delectable dish that I had trapped in my belly. Boy, oh boy, was I going to wash plates today...

Sharp sharp, I had to reach out to a friend to rescue me from washing plates that my parents did not send me to do here. Thanks to the rapid response I got from my friend, I was delivered from the hands of my enemies who wanted to shame me.

I returned home to find a heavy-lifter headache waiting for me. With more work to do, I was left to rummage through it all in pain. And now, with my head sounding like the big bell of Norte Dame, I thought to share this story of my life today with you.

What's next for the rest of today? Well, it is none other than a well-needed nap. Okay, I might grab something to eat right after this and watch the Netflix film, The Purge, for a little while, and then I'll go to bed.

How'd your day go? Here's the story of mine today.