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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

HAMERTON 2 Chapter 3- episode 2

HAMERTON 2
Thank you God for this opportunity.
Hallo new viewers and Happy and Peaceful elections Tanzania!

Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.


Previously on Hamerton; Natalie is caught off guard by the news that the House Of Representatives are visiting their school and she reproaches Ivan for not telling her about it. Natalie, Ingrid and Ivan are seemingly in panic by what the HOR visit entail. 
She has summoned her Vice and Minister of Dorm affairs. 
Paula, the St. Ann Marie girl who had grudges against Natalie, was arrested for Ashleigh's murder. Paula had originally intended to harm Natalie.

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Natalie walked behind her desk and sat on her chair. She pulled a drawer of the desk and exposed the original President's badge, on top of a couple of papers. She had moved it to that side of her desk, after going through a heavy interrogation in Archibald’s office. He reprimanded her for losing the badge and gave her several warnings. Now that, she was in tension, she felt the need to keep it even closer.
She exchanged the bronze inscripted President’s badge on her coat with the gold inscripted badge in the drawer.
“I will keep you here from now on.” she vainly told the original badge that was now on her coat pocket.
Trevor had promised to teach her how it worked to save the school. With the HOR arriving, it was obvious that their D-Day was approaching.
“Our days are numbered.” She reminded herself.
Her door sounded knocking and she called for her guests to get in.
Sylvester, her vice President and also the monitor of the senior S class walked in.
Yes, Natalie had managed to join the two classes through a coalition government.
Sylvester was accompanied by Robert Geiger who was a member of the most insignificant class label in Hamerton, Class R. Robert was the Minister of Dorm Affairs of Hamerton, who largely coordinated with the school administration.
“Good afternoon Miss President.” Sylvester greeted first.
“Good afternoon miss?” Robert added.
“Good afternoon. Please? Have a seat.” She said, waving to the wooden chairs in front of her desk.
They thanked and walked forward to occupy the seats.
“Sylvester, I think that you are well informed that Hamerton is receiving the auspicious visit of the House of Representatives.”
“Yes. I was going to let you know but,” Sylvester agreed and begun defending himself.
“There is no use hovering about that.” Natalie cut him short. “I just want you to tell me the schools which are visiting us and whatever agenda they are bringing.”
“Okay amh,” Sylvester said and excused himself to take out a notepad from his coat pocket.
Natalie also found a loose paper and pen on her desk, useful. “Go on.”
“Okay. There is Riktig Måte High school from Oslo, Norway. Oliver Geniuses institute, Scotland. Amh…” he paused having second thoughts about continuing.
“Spit it out, Sylvester. I already know.” Natalie said, trying to wear him off of his worries.
Sylvester nodded. “St. Ann Maurien from France. And,”
“Who is the leader of the delegate from France?” She asked, just to confirm Ivan’s words.
Sylvester glanced at her fearfully. “Paula Moure.”
Natalie sighed, looking away. “I don’t believe this.” She said.
“Miss President, she will not be able to harm you because security has improved in Hamerton.” Sylvester tried to comfort her.
She glanced at him. Though she tried to, she could not help but, get worried. The name Paula reminded her of how Ashleigh died awfully during the inter-school competitions in Berlin.
Remembering the white and stone dead body of Ashleigh, lying on a pool of blood, at the landing of their duplex home staircase, Natalie rose in anger. “I will talk to Madam Sue, I will call off the HOR meeting in Hamerton. Barely a year has gone by since we hosted the last meeting. Isn't it a turn of another school?” She argued desperately.
“It’s already late Miss President. I and your secretary were also battling to reschedule the meeting or perhaps, cancel it but, we could not. The HOR argument for not altering the venue of the meeting is that, Hamerton has a new governance which must be inaugurated in the HOR system.”
“You mean SOHOR?” Natalie asked, remembering the clause from one of the constitution books of governing Hamerton.
“Yes.” Sylvester agreed.
Natalie was silent.
“Miss President you are aware that the government of Hamerton is practically nullified without being recognized by SOHOR.” Sylvester reminded.
Natalie sighed and sat back. “Can’t we ban some individuals?” she asked. “Paula perhaps?”
“You do have power of the President.” Robert contributed for the first time after a while.
Natalie glanced at him and remain quiet, thinking of various possibilities.
“We can’t do anything yet. Until they arrive.” Sylvester said.
Natalie looked at him then, having made a decision, turned back to Robert. “Robert. What is the status of the dorms?”
“There are few rooms left, miss.”
“Please get me the accurate statistics and, immediately see if the rooms’ conditions are welcoming.” She ordered.
Robert nodded and rose. “With your permission.” He said and left.
She turned back to Sylvester. “Sylvester. I want to change the constitution.”
Sylvester furrowed his eyebrows in puzzlement. “What?”
“You said it. I am the President. I want to change the constitution. I want to remove Hamerton from the System of Organization of The House Of Representatives.”
“Miss Natalie, you know that if you do that, then Hamerton will not be able to enjoy the full benefits of the SOHOR. Including the; international competitions, festivals or… exchange group programs.”
“I do understand that, Sylvester but, I think that it is about time that Hamerton forms a new allegiance.”
“Miss President, Riktig Måte, Oliver Geniuses, Neumann Oberschule, St. Ann Maurien, Green Acres and the rest, are one of the top schools in Europe and America. If we withdraw from their organization, our school will go down drastically. The rank that Hamerton has earned and the position that the former President, Trevor Tommy managed to give it, will all come to nothing.” He recounted a bit angrily. “Please, do not make a decision that will cost Hamerton everything.”
Natalie took a few seconds to take his opinion into consideration but, she remained unpersuaded. The HOR were after all, the people who were going to destroy their school. If she could do something to keep them far away from Hamerton, then she would.
“Sylvester. If you give me some time and if we both cooperate then we can find other collaborators who are more powerful and prominent than the SOHOR member schools.” She said and gaining ideas, added. “I can come up with allies from America. Yes. I know a lot of schools starting from my former school in New York City. The Hamerton community will like to be part of a coordination with institutions from America.” She said and then added unprofessionally, “Everybody loves going to America.”
He shook his head. “It’s not possible. We can’t break the connection.”
Natalie leaned forward with her hands on the table. “We will.”
He frowned. “What will we tell the press? And Hamerton? How will they react?” he asked indignantly. “Miss Natalie, we can’t risk our necks to the public. They will lynch us.”
“Nobody is going to lynch anybody, Sylvester. Not if they know what the new allegiance will provide.” She assured him, straightening her back.
“Do you know the cost of detaching from SOHOR?”
“Tell me?”
“Everything.”
Natalie was silent. She did not understand the magnitude of his sentence and that was what made her worry.
“Miss Natalie, think about this.” He said. “I understand your fear of Miss Moure but, you can deal with her separately from the rest of the allegiance. Do not do anything that you will regret. I will tell you again, breaking the connection will cost Hamerton everything.”
She drew in a deep sigh and remained silent.
He rose. “Please allow me to prepare your speech of welcoming them.”
“Ivan is already working on that.” she replied, looking away.
“Okay.” He said and turned to leave.
“Wait?” She called.
He turned back to her. “Yes Miss President?”
“Doesn't the school Board of Directors have any say in this?”
“Hardly. The full power of governance is vested on you and the rest of the association.”
She nodded somberly and he left.


What happened next? Stay tuned to find out!


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Tuesday, October 27, 2015

HAMERTON 2 SOHOT/SOHOR??

HAMERTON 2
Thank you God for this opportunity.
Hallo new viewers and Happy and Peaceful elections Tanzania!

Hamerton. A large school offering the finest Education to the students of the state and overseas. Natalie joins this school arriving from Brooklyn and she has grief over her lost friends who were murdered in Hamerton. She teams up with Ingrid and their fellow seniors against the House of Representatives to prevent a bomb blast that could cause a large massacre.


Previously on Hamerton. Caitlin thinks about Natalie and wants to contact her. She receives an email from her informant who tells her that Natalie and Ivan are going out and that Natalie is a bad person. Caitlin is very affected by the mail. 



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Chapter Three: SOHOT/ SOHOR??
“Natalie? Natalie?” Ivan called, running to Natalie in the heavily crowded hallway.
Natalie, who was nearing the staircase at the end of the hallway, turned around and raised her eyebrows, halting to wait for him.
Ivan increased pace toward her.
Just as the distance narrowed between them, Natalie’s attention was caught by a couple of reporters, led by Cheryl.
She gave Ivan her back and faced the school journalists.
“Miss President. The students have been awaiting your statement on the ball that is to take place tomorrow, in favor of the House Of Representatives, who are due to arrive at 2:00pm this afternoon. Will you tell the media and the Hamerton society who are watching you live on HTV, how you plan to welcome the HOR and what you have instored for them on tomorrow’s ball?” Cheryl asked quickly.
Natalie pulled a screwed face. “The ball is in honor of_”
She begun and was interrupted by Ivan who bumped into them. “Yes, yes.” He said quickly and turned to Natalie who offered him a startled expression. “The President is very much aware of the arrival of the House of Representatives.” He added and turned to the press. “The ball will be grand, most assuredly and our guests will have the most pleasant welcome.”
Cheryl nodded at him.
“There have been concerns that, due to the enormous February intake, the dorm buildings of Hamerton cannot accommodate the visitors. As the President, do you authorize the use of the Leaders’ quarters for the 50 HOR arriving guests?” Another reporter, with a tape recorder, asked Natalie.
Natalie was still lost. She was hardly aware of the House of Representatives’ arrival much less the scarcity of their places to stay. 
Ivan took charge again. “We are still discussing that in the administration panel and we hope to come with the conclusion before our guests arrive.”
Natalie nodded, looking boldly at the reporters.
“Can you share the agenda that brings the HOR to Hamerton?” Cheryl added.
“No, no. It is… a surprise! But, it will be good for Hamerton.” Ivan answered and taking Natalie’s hand said, “Now, if you will excuse us. The President cannot answer any questions now. We will call for a press conference later and then we will be able to answer all your questions.”
With a little struggle, Ivan was able to get Natalie out of the media and they walked hastily across the hallway to a staircase on the opposite side.
“What were they talking about?” she asked Ivan, as they neared the first floor of the building.
“What I was about to tell you. The HOR are arriving later at two and you have to prepare for that.”
“How come I am not informed about this? And that there is scarcity of their accommodation… Ivan? Are they coming on short notice?”
“Not exactly. I was with the Vice President last Friday. We thought that we could handle everything.”
Natalie paused just when they were outside her office door. She frowned at him. “You thought that you could handle everything without telling me? Ivan? I needed to know that. I could get ridiculed by the public if I am ignorant of big events happening in school such as the hosting of the HOR.”
He was silent, seeming a bit restless.
She narrowed her eyes. “Ivan. Why did you keep that from me? What are you hiding?”
Ivan put his hand around her and reached for the door knob. She drew back a few steps and he opened the door. “Please?” he asked, waving inside.
She shook her head in disappointment and walked in.
She trod to her desk and leaned on it, waiting for his explanation with her hands crossed below her breasts. “So, tell me.”



Meanwhile, Ingrid was busy placing posters on the school board for the next day’s ball.
She put her hand above her eyebrows, squinting her eyes below the noon sun, to satisfy the organization of the posters.
Appeased, she turned to Carlito who held the posters and glue for her. “We are done.” She announced.
“Okay. Where next?” Carlito asked.
Ingrid looked around the vast green school compound that was also sparsely occupied with students moving here in there. She noticed the evergreen oaks and saw them as spots for placing the posters. “There.”
Carlito nodded and started off while she was held up by a phone, buzzing in her skirt pocket.
She took it out and became alerted after reading the name.
She received it. “Hallow?”
“We have a problem.” A male’s voice greeted.



“What!” Natalie exclaimed, after Ivan’s statement.
She parted her hands and straightened herself.
“Do you see why me and Sylvester decided to hide this from you?” Ivan asked.
“Ivan. This should have been the more reason for you to let me know. So that I could prepare myself. So that I could know what to expect.” She said, pacing to and fro in front of her desk. 
“Look at how it is getting to you?” he said, feeling sorry for her.
She paused and turned to him. “I don’t understand. How could_”
The door burst open and the two turned to the front to welcome Ingrid who was panting and seemingly anxious. “Natalie? Did you hear?”
“Yes. And, it seems that everybody did except me.” Natalie said eyeing Ivan reproachfully.
“What are we going to do, Natalie?” Ingrid asked and lowered her voice to add, “Your life is in danger.”
Natalie sighed deeply. “I don’t know now. I… don’t know.” She said somberly.
“We should call Trevor.” Ingrid suggested.
“No. Ingrid. If we try to reach him then his father will realize that we are still communicating. We can’t afford that.” Natalie disagreed. “I don’t want to lose him forever, no.”
“Who helped you the last time?” Ivan asked after a brief moment of contemplating in silence.
“Corny Howls but, I don’t know if…” Natalie begun and sighed with devastation.
“Corny?” Ingrid repeated. “I will see then.”  She said and left.
“Natalie,” Ivan begun trying to approach her.
She drew back, waving her hands in defense. “Please don’t. Just, get my speech ready for the conference you told the media about and send for my vice and the Minister of Dorm Affairs.”

Ivan nodded reluctantly and left. 


Who are they talking about and how is he/she a threat to Natalie? Stay tuned to find out!

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