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Memoirs From High School
The sun is shining, I can feel its warmth but it is dark in here. I strain my eyes and still can not see. It is dark in here.
Familiar sounds come through, laughter, people passing, voices I recognises but more voices and sounds I do not know. I am scared, frightened and excited all at once. Even though I can not see, there is a rush of excitement. I know that something is about to happen but I am unsure of what to expect. It is the first day of High School! and I am a small caterpillar emerging from the safety of my egg that has kept me from harm. I poke my head out and blink as my eyes adjust to the brightness and new surrounding, this will be my second home for the next SIX years. I am a tiny caterpillar hungry for learning, hungry to explore the whole new world around me. There is so much that needs to be done if I am to fulfill the plan that is in front of me. What is the plan? This I do not know. This new world is so big. Will I ever make it up the front steps? There are so far away and I am so tiny.
I slowly begin my trek. I stretch out my legs, one at a time, turning my head every which way. There are insects and bugs of all shapes and sizes. Some are huge, strutting through the halls like they own the place, obviously they do as they go about their business ignoring a lowly little caterpillar trying to just get through her first day outside the safety of her egg. Others are even smaller than me if that is at all possible, scared and crying in the corners of the longest hallways anyone has ever seen. Slowly and determined I make it to my classroom: JSS ONE DIAMOND.
I am excited to meet my newest friends, ladybug, dragonfly and inch worm. We are an unlikely troop but we know we connect. These will be my companions through my High School. The day drags on and before i know it i have survived the very first day of my High School. I am a little stronger, more confident and a little bit bigger.
As the year passes quickly, I am now not so little but still a little scared. There is such a big world out there. I know that I will not learn everything I will need to fully be ready for my future in one year. This is a slow process and I am relieved. My friends and teachers are always there encouraging me to keep crawling along the hallways. My brain is absorbing so much and I see my self growing even bigger. My parents feed me more, helping me grow even more. I am learning that great things come in small strides but I am eager to keep learning and growing. Soccer and Track have become an adventure. A new path for me to explore. As the first school year comes to an end, I have confidence, goals, friends, ideas and I am not a little caterpillar anymore, but still growing.
Year Two approaches and I find myself almost as scared as the first day of High School. As I approach the front of Command Day Secondary School, Ikeja, I am surprised to realize that the steps don't seem as far away as i remembered. They might not have seemed as far but they do seem almost as high. My legs are still short but stronger as I creep up the steps. Peering over the top I quickly recognise my old friends. Ladybug has new spots this year! Dragonfly can now hover backwards and inch worm's coat has lost its baby fuzz. We are growing even if at different paces. School is harder than last year. more classes, more papers, reports and expectations. There is a strange word we keep hearing, UNIVERSITY. We are told that this is a bigger world with bountiful opportunities and we must start thinking about our future. Our future? What is that? How am I suppose to worry about my future when I was only hatched a year ago? Don't teachers know this? What can they expect from a little caterpillar like me? I put it on the pay no mind list for now. I think that I have plenty of time. I still need my teachers and parents. I am still learning.
My second year has flown by. I made lots of new friends, gone to bonfires, dated, read, ate knowledge and I am getting even bigger! I am now able to scoot through the halls and across the courtyard. I figured out shortcuts to my classes and bathrooms. Now I can even make it through 4 classes without getting tired. I am told this is a big accomplishment and my teachers, friends and parents are proud of me. My goal is to make it through the halls, across the courtyard and to the field all by myself. That's my goal, to make it to the football field. If I can make it to the football field, i know that I have accomplished my goal. I have not been able to do so, I am still growing.
Jamb? What are those? WAEC? Wait, I'm only a little caterpillar, why the hurry? I still have growing to do! Apparently, these exams are pretty important. I am told that if i want any kind of future that I must prepare myself for these exams. I study, study and study even more. As I pass the glass windows, I stare at my reflection. I have grown into a beautiful caterpillar but i can't help but feel that there is more for me. I am confused with this feeling. Is it because I am urged by my parents, teachers, friends and counselors to focus on my future? Is it because I feel that I am still incomplete? I have learned so much in Five years. I have eaten my way through Five long years of knowledge and just when it seems that i can't possibly learn anymore I realize that i am still as new as the first day of High School. How can that be? I ask my friends,and they are just as confused. I am happy to know that I am not alone.
Waking up today, I feel different. It is dark again and I can barely see my hand in front of my face. I am now a big caterpillar , I am in SS3, SS3 GOLD!! This is the moment I have waited for. For Five years, I crawled slowly through classes, just going about my business. Now, today I strut through the long hallways that don't seem that long after all. I am a senior! I watch as the newest insects and bugs look up at me trying not to make eye contact. Ido remember that first day. I was so scared, so new. Now, i look up at the beautiful buildings that gave me security and guidance and find it strange that i was ever scared. These walls and building gave me the purpose I have today. I am tired, dizzy and want to sleep. That word, University comes up again. Jamb, Post Jamb, Diploma, Pre Degree. I thought SS3 was suppose to be the fun year. the kick back year. I still have so much to learn, so much to ask. I am dizzy again and I close my eyes for a moment. Just one moment. Days swirl, voices deafen, sights blur, it's all closing. I look at my reflection in the window once more. i am no longer a tiny hungry little caterpillar. I am a huge, big caterpillar and now fully encased with my thoughts, ideas, and goals. I feel like sleeping for 3weeks. Always one more report, one more assignment to do. And all I want to do is take a nap.
As my it comes to a close, I nibble at my encasing, stretch my mind, poke my head up and into the bright sky. I smell new scents, hear new songs, see new roads in front of me. As I look around, I have found that I have been a busy little caterpillar, only I am not a caterpillar anymore! I started into this world as a tiny caterpillar, hungry for direction and knowledge and emerged from my encasing a bright and beautiful butterfly.As my wings begin to dry i reminisce over the past 4 years .The friends i have made, the teachers that have touched my life and my parents that gave me their 100% support to become this remarkable creature. Thank you, to each of you for helping me become the butterfly that I am today.
Thank You Guyz.... (~_^)
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Familiar sounds come through, laughter, people passing, voices I recognises but more voices and sounds I do not know. I am scared, frightened and excited all at once. Even though I can not see, there is a rush of excitement. I know that something is about to happen but I am unsure of what to expect. It is the first day of High School! and I am a small caterpillar emerging from the safety of my egg that has kept me from harm. I poke my head out and blink as my eyes adjust to the brightness and new surrounding, this will be my second home for the next SIX years. I am a tiny caterpillar hungry for learning, hungry to explore the whole new world around me. There is so much that needs to be done if I am to fulfill the plan that is in front of me. What is the plan? This I do not know. This new world is so big. Will I ever make it up the front steps? There are so far away and I am so tiny.
I slowly begin my trek. I stretch out my legs, one at a time, turning my head every which way. There are insects and bugs of all shapes and sizes. Some are huge, strutting through the halls like they own the place, obviously they do as they go about their business ignoring a lowly little caterpillar trying to just get through her first day outside the safety of her egg. Others are even smaller than me if that is at all possible, scared and crying in the corners of the longest hallways anyone has ever seen. Slowly and determined I make it to my classroom: JSS ONE DIAMOND.
I am excited to meet my newest friends, ladybug, dragonfly and inch worm. We are an unlikely troop but we know we connect. These will be my companions through my High School. The day drags on and before i know it i have survived the very first day of my High School. I am a little stronger, more confident and a little bit bigger.
As the year passes quickly, I am now not so little but still a little scared. There is such a big world out there. I know that I will not learn everything I will need to fully be ready for my future in one year. This is a slow process and I am relieved. My friends and teachers are always there encouraging me to keep crawling along the hallways. My brain is absorbing so much and I see my self growing even bigger. My parents feed me more, helping me grow even more. I am learning that great things come in small strides but I am eager to keep learning and growing. Soccer and Track have become an adventure. A new path for me to explore. As the first school year comes to an end, I have confidence, goals, friends, ideas and I am not a little caterpillar anymore, but still growing.
Year Two approaches and I find myself almost as scared as the first day of High School. As I approach the front of Command Day Secondary School, Ikeja, I am surprised to realize that the steps don't seem as far away as i remembered. They might not have seemed as far but they do seem almost as high. My legs are still short but stronger as I creep up the steps. Peering over the top I quickly recognise my old friends. Ladybug has new spots this year! Dragonfly can now hover backwards and inch worm's coat has lost its baby fuzz. We are growing even if at different paces. School is harder than last year. more classes, more papers, reports and expectations. There is a strange word we keep hearing, UNIVERSITY. We are told that this is a bigger world with bountiful opportunities and we must start thinking about our future. Our future? What is that? How am I suppose to worry about my future when I was only hatched a year ago? Don't teachers know this? What can they expect from a little caterpillar like me? I put it on the pay no mind list for now. I think that I have plenty of time. I still need my teachers and parents. I am still learning.
My second year has flown by. I made lots of new friends, gone to bonfires, dated, read, ate knowledge and I am getting even bigger! I am now able to scoot through the halls and across the courtyard. I figured out shortcuts to my classes and bathrooms. Now I can even make it through 4 classes without getting tired. I am told this is a big accomplishment and my teachers, friends and parents are proud of me. My goal is to make it through the halls, across the courtyard and to the field all by myself. That's my goal, to make it to the football field. If I can make it to the football field, i know that I have accomplished my goal. I have not been able to do so, I am still growing.
Jamb? What are those? WAEC? Wait, I'm only a little caterpillar, why the hurry? I still have growing to do! Apparently, these exams are pretty important. I am told that if i want any kind of future that I must prepare myself for these exams. I study, study and study even more. As I pass the glass windows, I stare at my reflection. I have grown into a beautiful caterpillar but i can't help but feel that there is more for me. I am confused with this feeling. Is it because I am urged by my parents, teachers, friends and counselors to focus on my future? Is it because I feel that I am still incomplete? I have learned so much in Five years. I have eaten my way through Five long years of knowledge and just when it seems that i can't possibly learn anymore I realize that i am still as new as the first day of High School. How can that be? I ask my friends,and they are just as confused. I am happy to know that I am not alone.
Waking up today, I feel different. It is dark again and I can barely see my hand in front of my face. I am now a big caterpillar , I am in SS3, SS3 GOLD!! This is the moment I have waited for. For Five years, I crawled slowly through classes, just going about my business. Now, today I strut through the long hallways that don't seem that long after all. I am a senior! I watch as the newest insects and bugs look up at me trying not to make eye contact. Ido remember that first day. I was so scared, so new. Now, i look up at the beautiful buildings that gave me security and guidance and find it strange that i was ever scared. These walls and building gave me the purpose I have today. I am tired, dizzy and want to sleep. That word, University comes up again. Jamb, Post Jamb, Diploma, Pre Degree. I thought SS3 was suppose to be the fun year. the kick back year. I still have so much to learn, so much to ask. I am dizzy again and I close my eyes for a moment. Just one moment. Days swirl, voices deafen, sights blur, it's all closing. I look at my reflection in the window once more. i am no longer a tiny hungry little caterpillar. I am a huge, big caterpillar and now fully encased with my thoughts, ideas, and goals. I feel like sleeping for 3weeks. Always one more report, one more assignment to do. And all I want to do is take a nap.
As my it comes to a close, I nibble at my encasing, stretch my mind, poke my head up and into the bright sky. I smell new scents, hear new songs, see new roads in front of me. As I look around, I have found that I have been a busy little caterpillar, only I am not a caterpillar anymore! I started into this world as a tiny caterpillar, hungry for direction and knowledge and emerged from my encasing a bright and beautiful butterfly.As my wings begin to dry i reminisce over the past 4 years .The friends i have made, the teachers that have touched my life and my parents that gave me their 100% support to become this remarkable creature. Thank you, to each of you for helping me become the butterfly that I am today.
Thank You Guyz.... (~_^)
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Poem: Young Black Man
I’m just a young black man trying to do the best that I can.
But sometimes I go astray
And let negativity get in the way.
I know right from wrong
Because my mom sings it like a song.
But I feel I have to fit in
And be down with my friends.
I know you say that’s not the way
But you’re not on my streets day to day.
You don’t see what I see or feel what I feel But believe me its real.
I’m not a bad boy like some may think. I’m very intelligent but I’m not a saint.
I know I’ll succeed in life
Because when trouble comes myway I’ll think twice.
But no bodies perfect and I may stray again.
But just remember
I’m just a young Black man trying to do the best that I can.
But sometimes I go astray
And let negativity get in the way.
I know right from wrong
Because my mom sings it like a song.
But I feel I have to fit in
And be down with my friends.
I know you say that’s not the way
But you’re not on my streets day to day.
You don’t see what I see or feel what I feel But believe me its real.
I’m not a bad boy like some may think. I’m very intelligent but I’m not a saint.
I know I’ll succeed in life
Because when trouble comes myway I’ll think twice.
But no bodies perfect and I may stray again.
But just remember
I’m just a young Black man trying to do the best that I can.
Ten Reasons Why I Want To Breakup
I and so many other guys out there have had series of failed relationships in the past. Well I can't really place my fault in any of it bt u know what, Being comfortable with your other half is wonderful; however, girls tend unconsciously pick up some habits along the way that turn us off. Here are the top ten habits.
Over-analysing everything
They tend to over analyse the smallest thing you do...Why not give him the benefit of the doubt, by taking things at face value? If a guy says, ‘I’m a bit busy right now. Can I ring you later?’ chances are, work’s really quite hectic. One kiss in his texts instead of the usual two doesn’t mean he’s gone off you. This way, you’ll save yourself a heap of stress.
Wearing too much make-up
Good. You are making an effort to look good for him, but caking on too much slap could make you look older and too artificial. False eyelashes, contact lens and hair extensions all have their place, but a girl can look fabulous without resorting to these tricks. Don’t you think it’s much better to enhance your natural beauty instead of hiding it and remind him how gorgeous you really are?
Shop till you drop!
If a man is lucky enough to share his life with a girl, chances are, he has to share it with a massive shoe collection as well. Dragging him around the mall for hours, splurging obscene amounts of cash and then taking up valuable storage space with your spoils can drive him up the wall. Perhaps leave your partner at home next time!
Taking so much time to get ready
Even if the end result is a vision of beauty, it takes a very forgiving man to shrug off a three-hour wait. Men understand women want to look their best, but being ready quickly will show how laid back you are, and give you both more time to have fun.
Gossiping
According to scientific types, a good gossiping session is a way of bonding and triggers the release of endorphins; those hormones that make us feel happy. This is all well and good, but when it is the focus of the gossip is someone the man knows too, it can be very awkward next time he sees them.
Pinching other people’s chips
No one’s going to judge a girl if she orders her own plate of chips, or a dessert for that matter. But if you virtuously stick to a salad and then proceed to demolish the tasty stuff from the plate opposite, it’ll raise a few eyebrows. Go on and order the chocolate pudding if you want it. And don’t worry if you don’t want to share!
Obsessing about weight
Women are bombarded with images of perfect beauty, so it’s no wonder, fretting about your appearance is an hourly past-time. But even though it might not seem like it, men just aren’t as interested in such! If you radiate self-confidence, no one’s going to notice those extra three pounds you put on recently.
Nagging
Women have a habit of going on in such a way that the more they nag, the lower the chance their man will ever do whatever it is they’re being asked. The solution? Do it yourself! Failing that, ask sweetly and sparingly, and lavish him with gratitude when it eventually gets done.
Talking too much
Really, girls love to chat. In the ladies’ restroom, at the gym, in the workplace, there is something to say most of the time. But while no one likes an awkward silence, it’s worth remembering your man is not your sound board, like your best friend might be. Stick to subjects that will interest you both and ask lots of questions – especially when you’re getting to know each other.
Probing men’s inner thoughts
You’re snuggled up on the sofa, enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet. And then comes this question – ‘What are you thinking?’ You’re only trying to foster the atmosphere of intimacy and perhaps hoping for some proof that you’re the centre of his thoughts. But his mind may have already wandered to yesterday’s football scores and he’ll have to lie to keep you happy. Compliments are lovely, but if you wait until he chooses to dish them out, they’ll be that much sweeter
Over-analysing everything
They tend to over analyse the smallest thing you do...Why not give him the benefit of the doubt, by taking things at face value? If a guy says, ‘I’m a bit busy right now. Can I ring you later?’ chances are, work’s really quite hectic. One kiss in his texts instead of the usual two doesn’t mean he’s gone off you. This way, you’ll save yourself a heap of stress.
Wearing too much make-up
Good. You are making an effort to look good for him, but caking on too much slap could make you look older and too artificial. False eyelashes, contact lens and hair extensions all have their place, but a girl can look fabulous without resorting to these tricks. Don’t you think it’s much better to enhance your natural beauty instead of hiding it and remind him how gorgeous you really are?
Shop till you drop!
If a man is lucky enough to share his life with a girl, chances are, he has to share it with a massive shoe collection as well. Dragging him around the mall for hours, splurging obscene amounts of cash and then taking up valuable storage space with your spoils can drive him up the wall. Perhaps leave your partner at home next time!
Taking so much time to get ready
Even if the end result is a vision of beauty, it takes a very forgiving man to shrug off a three-hour wait. Men understand women want to look their best, but being ready quickly will show how laid back you are, and give you both more time to have fun.
Gossiping
According to scientific types, a good gossiping session is a way of bonding and triggers the release of endorphins; those hormones that make us feel happy. This is all well and good, but when it is the focus of the gossip is someone the man knows too, it can be very awkward next time he sees them.
Pinching other people’s chips
No one’s going to judge a girl if she orders her own plate of chips, or a dessert for that matter. But if you virtuously stick to a salad and then proceed to demolish the tasty stuff from the plate opposite, it’ll raise a few eyebrows. Go on and order the chocolate pudding if you want it. And don’t worry if you don’t want to share!
Obsessing about weight
Women are bombarded with images of perfect beauty, so it’s no wonder, fretting about your appearance is an hourly past-time. But even though it might not seem like it, men just aren’t as interested in such! If you radiate self-confidence, no one’s going to notice those extra three pounds you put on recently.
Nagging
Women have a habit of going on in such a way that the more they nag, the lower the chance their man will ever do whatever it is they’re being asked. The solution? Do it yourself! Failing that, ask sweetly and sparingly, and lavish him with gratitude when it eventually gets done.
Talking too much
Really, girls love to chat. In the ladies’ restroom, at the gym, in the workplace, there is something to say most of the time. But while no one likes an awkward silence, it’s worth remembering your man is not your sound board, like your best friend might be. Stick to subjects that will interest you both and ask lots of questions – especially when you’re getting to know each other.
Probing men’s inner thoughts
You’re snuggled up on the sofa, enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet. And then comes this question – ‘What are you thinking?’ You’re only trying to foster the atmosphere of intimacy and perhaps hoping for some proof that you’re the centre of his thoughts. But his mind may have already wandered to yesterday’s football scores and he’ll have to lie to keep you happy. Compliments are lovely, but if you wait until he chooses to dish them out, they’ll be that much sweeter
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Sex With A Thief
Just two days of no rain and This Lagos heat has become a nuisance. At every opportunity I get, I’m either taking a bath or looking for a pool to dive into, or errr grabbing a cold coke.
Okay, we all know that the coke part is probably most frequent. But can you blame me? It doesn’t even make sense how hot it is. The sad part is the ‘no light’ that came with it. Kainji Dam decided to pack up on us too. Maybe the heat got to it. Put all these together and you don’t even want me to start describing to you what it feels like to sleep at night. Yeah, don’t forget the mosquitoes too.
