My morning duty or chore was sweeping the SS3 hostel. It was not difficult because the senior boys often kept their hostels clean, at least to some extent. My only challenge was getting permission from each of them in the hostel before I could sweep their respective corners.
Another thing was that occasionally a senior would ask me to fetch water for him. I must hurry up because he might be the same senior to flog me for not doing my task well, not minding that I had to run an errand for him.
One day, a senior student walked in on me sweeping and claimed I deliberately hit him with my broom. He asked me to lie down on a bunk bed. Unfortunately for me, the bed belonged to the labour prefect, who came in and saw me lying down on his bed.
The labour prefect was furious with me. He felt disrespected that a junior boy was lying down on his bed. I tried to explain that I was lying on his bed as a punishment, but he was having none of it.
The senior student who made me lie down was no longer in the hostel. The labour prefect flogged me and asked me to wash his bedsheet for him. It was one of those terrible days for me.
He insisted I wash the bedsheet before class so he could use it. That's how I spent that morning washing his bedsheet.