17 Dec 2011

MEMORIES

I have so many memories of  silly things I did and would always laugh at myself  whenever I remember them and of things I would like to forget.

 I remember the first time I was asked to introduce myself as a new pupil in my primary school,after my parents moved from  lagos to port-harcourt . That was in pry1, I felt so shy,that I prayed that the ground should open up and swallow me.
I remember staying up all night till 2am (in my pry1),all because I couldnt spell JERUSALEM.(I had failed my spelling and dictation the day before and my Dad refused to let me be the laughing stock of the class. God bless his soul).  I had to repeat the words of the next days spelling to my Dad
I remember my teacher calling out the scores and was suprised when she called out my name and score as the highest. She called me to her table and asked me severally who I copied from and I told her no one, She asked me how I was able to spell all the words correctly, and I told her I stayed awake till 2am learning those words with my Dad, and knowing I had to come home with the highest score.
I remember my Dad giving me maths exercises from my textbook every morning on my way to school, as he dropped off at work, telling me I had to solve them and get the answers right, and make sure I failed none and copied from no one cos he was going to see my workings and mark them himself.
I remember my Dad buying me a maximum of 10 novels everyweek, I had to read and summarize to him and my mum after I read them before I could get new ones.
I remember moving from the last position in my class  ie 32 out of 32, to 17 out of 32 that was an improvement to me, but not to my dad.
I remember writing my entrance exams to my secondary school, I didnt get the first three positons which was an automatic scholarship, but I got the fourth position, which was to me not good enough.
I remember being among the first 30 positions in  secondary school, and never failing a course no matter how difficult.
I also remember being compared to my elder sis(who happened to be the best student in her set).
I  remember being the shy, quite, pretty girl, who had crushes on the super cute guys in school back then, but was never asked out because I was thought to be too qiute and a nerd. But I was occasionally asked out by my fellow nerds,* what a coincidence*.
I remember so many and lots more but I have never remembered failing in my life. So when I was called by a friend that friday afternoon. "Vee, the results have been pasted. Babe you need to see the scores.RUNTIME ERROR." I took a deep breathe and waited for my friend to continue."You failed two courses". Silence."Vee, are you still there" she asked."Yes , I am ", I replied wondering why my friend had to be a bearer of such bad news. "You would have to travel down to Ibadan to see for yourself. But don't take it too deeply  since so many people failed the course too. People that failed are much, mehhhn, this is bad omen for us ooo".
After that call I sat quitely in my room and wonder where it all went wrong. I have never failed a course in school, not to talk of a maths course. Maths keee, aru e mee. So I brace myself, for what comes next, nope I am not talking of condolences or consolations, but the fact staring at me in the face. VEE YOU HAVE FAILED.
So many people say, Vee you are pretty, Vee you are brainy, Vee you are this ,Vee you are that. When I look into the mirror I dont  see any of those, I just see a VEE, who if she doesnt buckle up, wont get to her destination quick.
So as the new year comes along, I promise to sit up, work on those grades  and wait on GOD for help and strenght to carry on.

MERRY XMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE.

P.S:HELP ME PRAY FOR MY XMAS WISHES TO BE GRANTED: A BRAND NEW LAPTOP AND A NEW NOKIA 500 PHONE* I AM NOT A FAN OF B.B, ITS TOO COMMON*, I NEED THOSE TWO BADLY.
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