I remember what it was like many years ago in Airforce Primary school when I dreaded my class teachers’ painful cane (popularly called Pankere) so much. My wonderful teacher Mr Essien would ask us to buy a cane and bring it to school with us on resumption day, imagine after having a wonderful holiday, what a way to welcome children back to school. He would have about 40 canes in different sizes lined up behind his desk. It was a dreadful sight to behold, and he didn’t hesitate to use any cane at will on us, I dreaded that cane. We had to cram our numeric tables because if Mr Essien called anyone to the front of the class to recite it and they missed out only a number, Ah!!! It was doom for that person. It was a dreadful sight, seeing the faces of my classmates change to a mask of pure shock, their eyes suddenly got huge and, their faces became red. I can never ever forget my numeric tables now because of my experience with Mr Essien I can probably recite them while sleeping. The re