A few minutes passed and an avalanche of students erupted into the assembly hall. Following them, several adults walked in and advanced towards the stage. Their feet did not halt until they fall in a line on the stage.
Many students who had occupied the nearest seat at the upper rows realised the hierarchy of seats and scrambled to grab a spot at the lower row. Only after settling down did one of them on the stage stepped forward to the lectern.
"Good morning children."
The voice befitting the stature of a man in his early forties rose from the lectern and dispersed the murmurings. The assembly hall became silent and the students gazed at the stage with eagerness.
"My name is Floyd Graham and I am the vice-principal of this institution."
Without a microphone, the man's voice was clearly audible to everyone in the hall. Some students murmured and whispered as he continued-
