I wasn’t one of the few lucky children that were born with silver spoon in their mouth but my parents always ensured their children got the best including going to rich people’s school. I was sent to a boarding school at a very tender age since I had sat and passed my common entrance in primary 4 so my parents felt their was no reason for them to delay me till primary 5 or 6. The first time I received my admission letter into JS 1, I was happy because I was going into secondary but sad because I was going to a boarding school, somewhere far from home.

The morning I was finally leaving home, my mum and I had shed so much tears in each others arms, I was still begging for them to let me stay back but my dad always believed I was spoilt since I was still the only child at that time and that It was best for me to go to a boarding school where I would learn and grow at the same time. After my parents dropped me off, I cried continuously for more than two weeks that everyone already knew me for that. As the weeks were passing by I was finally getting used to the whole thing. My school was a rich kid school which always made me feel inferior because most children had all these fancy dresses, shoes and bags and what did I have, a white T-shirt, one black long skirt and one shoe, the one I was wearing in my primary school that was almost worn out and a whole lot of people always laughed at me. My parents were too broke at that time because they had spent so much on my school fees and other things, which left me with the old stuffs like shoes and school bag I had used in my last season in primary school. I used to be a very loud, playful and opinionated person which constantly led me in one trouble or the other with seniors and sometimes teachers. I had to gradually learn how to be more quite, and I started keeping my opinions to myself since it saved me from getting into trouble. I remember how much I had changed by the end of the 1st term that my mum thought something was wrong with me because I was extraordinarily quiet at home. My dad on the other hand was happy or let’s say he appeared to be indifferent about the changes. I faced a lot in boarding school especially in junior secondary school, I always had this constant feeling of being different and not good being enough, I remember there was a time during one those mid term breaks I ran away from home because I didn’t want to go back, but through all these, I have grown, learnt how to be strong on my own and be comfortable with who I am.
Here are a few life lessons boarding school thought me:
1. Be careful about who you trust, I have had to learn this the hard way, a lot of friends, seniors and classmates I thought had my backs were even the basic source of my problems. They would appear as friends but turn me to a laughing stock behind my back.
2. It’s OK for things not to go well once in a while and it’s okay to let it out in tears. This was one of the major life lessons I learnt and still follow till now, whenever things are not going well or I’m angry, I let it out in tears, talk to God about it and in few hours I’m okay.
3. It’s also okay to be heart broken, it’s okay to get into trouble, it’s OK to fail a test once in a while.
4. Boys would come and go and same with friends, so don’t be so sad about people who walk away from your life.
5. You have to stop caring about what others think about you. It’s okay to be who you are.
6. It’s okay not be perfect or not to be everyone’s favorite.
7. There would be lots of drama and rumors flying around about one or two people or even yourself, it’s always better to turn deaf ears and stay away.
8. Always stand up for yourself no matter what and others. The day I learnt this was the day I gained that respect and everyone stopped seeing as that crying baby with a white T-shirt, black skirt and almost worn out shoe.
9. Make a lot of memories with people you enjoy spending time with. Despite all, their were still people who loved me for me and made life fun for me and at such we made so much memories together, memories that will remain in my heart forever.
10. Always see the good in everyone, the thoughts that everyone hated me cost me a lot of friendships that could have started earlier. Everyone can’t be as perfect as we want them to be, so it’s best to learn to love and tolerate people despite the individual differences.

Did you attend a boarding or a day school?

What life lessons were you taught?

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Hi guys, welcome to the diary of this socially awkward naija girl. I love telling stories based on individual and personal experiences. This blog was created anonymously for the purpose of letting things out just the way they are. I look forward to meeting you all on this journey with me.

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