The Continuous Assessment Work 3
“Wow. They are indeed the higher-ups.”
“Oh my God. Such phone for helping me out with my projects.”
The students took time to praise the company and appreciated the gifts before they proceeded to the canteen for a treat. While they were refreshing, the takeaways that were packaged with branded shopping bags were dropped beside them. Then, it was time to leave.
They returned to the school fulfilled. By the time they got to their class, Prof. Wood was in the class. They walked in with the unspoken message of WE MADE IT. Prof. Wood chuckled at their outward display of superiority over those who could not make it. They flaunted their packs as though they were the National Flag. To their surprise, Jeff walked in too, holding whatever they were holding. Then, the Prof. teased.
“Welcome back. Is there nothing for me? I thought I was the brain behind this?”
Now, Jeff quickly handed his phone to him.
“Take, Prof. You deserve more than this.”
The class was stunned.
“When did Jeff join us?”
One of them asked. Others rod on her coattail and asked.
“Jeff, we did not see you there. How come?”
“If you didn't see me, then you have bad eyes.”
He said smiling. They laughed at his funny outburst
The Prof. who had grabbed the phone was naturally on his side.
“If you know you didn’t see him, then you have bad eyes, otherwise prove that he wasn't there.”
They were all speechless.
“Thank you, Jeff, for remembering me. I will always remember you for this.”
“You're welcome, Prof. Wood.”
Now, Jeff realized why he ordered for additional five phones. Prof. Wood left after his lecture. Some students walked up to Jeff and rolled out their questions in a tangled rush.
“Where were you, Jeff?”
“Which bus did you join?”
“Where did you seat?”
“Why did you give out your phone?”
Jeff was smarter. He never bothered himself with answering their questions. He summed up the response with one sentence.
“If you think I wasn't there, go and report me to the Cherry Fields Oil and Gas Group.”
They let him be since they could not report him to the Cherry Fields Oil and Gas Group.
While they were returning to their seats, Leon walked in with his gift and walked straight to Jeff. The other students looked at each other. Since they are birds of the same feathers, everyone minded his or her business. Then, Leon whispered to Jeff.
“Jeff, my lecturer asked for the gift. What do I do?”
“I have given out mine. Why not let him have it?”
“Okay, I will do that.”
Just then, Sidney, who had been out of the class, walked in and met Leon and Jeff whispering. Leon greeted.
“Hi Sidney. How are you?”
“Fine. Your gift bag is fine.”
“Thank you.”
Sidney looked around after Leon left and noticed that it was the Cherry Fields Oil and Gas Group bag, and it was in the possession of only those who went there for research. He was not surprised when he did not see Jeff with any gift. He apologized once again.
“Sorry Jeff. It was all my fault. We would have been one of those having the gifts. Don't worry, I will come up with something.”
“I'm waiting.”
That was all Jeff could say. The lectures for the day went on as usual and the students were all wishing to go home. Now, Jeff had beaten more than he could chew. Prof. Wood had flaunted his gift out of proportion. The fact was that he was not certain that the phone in the velvet drawstring gift bag was a quality phone. He casually mentioned it to his colleagues that a student gifted him with a gift and the colleague demanded.
“Can I have a look? You know that some companies can be tricky. They must have used the beautiful bag for a cover-up.”
“You're right. That is why the student gladly gave it out.”
Meanwhile, the Prof. removed the phone from the bag and saw a phone that he would never buy with his money.
“What? This phone is only made for the higher-ups.”
His friend teased.
“You don't judge a book by the cover, let's see the content and not the container.”
He opened the carton and was gobsmacked.
“He must get one for me too.”
The friend remarked.
When, Jeff and Leon got off school as usual. Jeff checked his phone and saw missed calls and a message.
“Jeff, remember your appointment with us tomorrow. Thank you. Sica Ray.”
Jeff was surprised. He could not explain such care from the business icon whom he just met a few days ago. All he could do was to return the call.
“Hello Jeff, how are you?”
“Good evening, Madam Ray. I'm good. I apologize for not reaching out to you before now. Furthermore, I have been busy with my school work.”
“I got it, Jeff. I hope you're coming tomorrow?”
“Yes, Madam Ray. Thank you so much for your concern.”
“It is all right, Jeff. See you tomorrow.”
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Jeff chuckled.
“Thank God, the name is inexhaustible.”
The lady boss who had been overwhelmed by motherly love had stripped herself of the officious title.
He thought as he joined Leon in the car. They got home and discovered that Mr. Morris was in the kitchen with the Chef attempting to prepare something for them. They impressed him at the office that day, and he would appreciate them with a special treat.
Thursday Morning
Jeff had been busy of late. He was hoping to be down, but he was still up and doing. He could not wait for the weekend to come. That day, he asked his grandfather for a bottle of wine while they were at the dinner table.
“Dad, I need a bottle of wine, please.”
Mr. Morris sipped his tea before he dropped the cup and gave Jeff a searching look. Then he asked.
“What for?”
“I'm going to the Endless Love Arcadia for my research, and I feel I should return the gesture they gave to me the last time I was there.”
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