The glorious June sunshine sprawled through the window and soaked Jummy’s face. At first, she didn’t know where she was. Then she saw beautiful, slender mahogany trees with emerald branches waving from each side. The smells of fresh air, jollof rice and mango wafted up her nose. Where was she? Then, she heard a voice: ‘Jummy, wake up my friend!’It was Tope. She knew where she was. She was at the River School.