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Walk like you

Okay, so a lot of people used to tell me I walk funny (actually arrogantly) back during my undergraduate days. Some even said I was doing like an old king.

Sometime last term I was walking to my desk from the school shop were I had gone to get a drink. As I walked, I noticed a shadow poking mine, looking back I saw one of my students.

She was doing a funny kind of walk. It was exaggeratedly arrogant and full of swagger. She raised her shoulders in mock pride and was approaching me in slow motion all the while trying to suppress the laughter building in her. It was awful awkward.

I stood there rooted in a mix of surprise and curiosity. I squinted to protect my eyes from glare of the mid afternoon sun and tilted my head.

"Jade what are you doing?"

My reaction was the pin that burst the balloon holding her laughter. She let our a stream of quiet rapid giggles.

"Sir, I'm copying the way you walk"

"Say what? 😦"

"This is how you do" She then did it again.

"No way, I don't walk like that"

"Yes sir, you do"

"Nooo"

"Yeeessss"

I just smiled, shrugged and walked away when I realized there was no way I was going to win. I added the swag for effect.

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