Hello everyone,
Today I will be participating in the WE83 contest hosted by @galenkp and this time around we were given six different topics to choose one. I will be talking about the fourth topic which says:
Option Four: Tell us about when you first moved out of home and took control of your own life independently from your parents. Were you nervous or excited by the prospect, were you forced to leave or was it by choice? How did the process go - smoothly or were there problems?
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My first time staying away from my home was when I gained admission into Secondary school in 2014. I was 11 yr old back then,and I was terrified that I would be finally leaving home. You know I grew up with a single mum and my siblings,and I was also an introvert and I didn't have much friends so having to leave my house gave such a bad experience. But with time I got used to the system.
The journey was just 3-4 hrs long.It was my first time leaving our home,our domicile ,the place where I lived with my mum and had to follow her orders.
Leaving home was really harsh on me.When I got to school I became very lazy,I couldn't wash my clothes myself and there wasn't a washing machine or dry cleaner in the school either,it was a bit local school,so I had to put on dirty clothes to class. At times my friends both boys and girls do make a mockery out of me because my clothes are always left tattered and I sometimes also smell badly.
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i started isolating myself from other students because I wasn't happy and wasn't also used to living with such large amount of people,I was always with the habit of walking alone and not choose to speak to anybody about what was really wrong with me. I lost all my money and provisions because I was very careless ,I didn't mind opening my locker down,I was always with the impression that there wasn't any theif in our boarding house.
Also,i wasn't exposed to the habit of cleaning my surroundings ,since back home we had someone who does that. School felt more like a prison yard to me, because at that time we had an hostel mistress who was quite wicked ,she always flogged me for non-chalant attitude. She made me cry bitterly most times ,I tried reporting her to my mum and all she used to say was that ,she isn't wrong and was she did was the best thing.At that time it looked more like a punishment to me ,but that for sure made me the better person I am today.
I got to the second tier of secondary school(SS1) in 2016,and that time was when a teacher disciplined a student that it left marks all over body,she reported this to the owner of my school and that was when he decided that teachers won't be allowed to flog or beat any student in the school ,also the teacher who did that was sent away from the school. This time I became happy and one thing led to another and I lost focus. I became mischievous,stopped going to class ,never write notes and also sneaks out of school to go play games or maybe buy food in the market .
Over time, I learned that the decision I was making at that time didnt help me in any way and it also played a role in whom I become and how others perceived me. It bothers me so much, I don't like to been seen as a bad student, I decided to quit all these after my failure in most of my subjects.
Well,I am in the university where I happen to see my mum only during holidays,I don't feel her absence anymore since we could talk on phone I also take care of myself in school and save asking her to send me money to buy foodstuffs and all that.
Thanks for reading and have a nice day❤️❤️.