Hey guys! Am home!!Lol! Like I went anywhere in the first place.
Yea, you guessed…I didn’t travel out of lagos anymore…cancelled my trip for reasons best known to moi!
I started my one week leave from work today and you know what that means-one week of waking up when I want, one week of lazing at home(if I want), one week of just doing nothing! Lol, I just hope I don’t get bored before the week runs out…you see I have gotten so used to working (havnt gone for a leave this past year) that I will probably report to the office by mid-week if I don’t find something to keep myself occupied. SO MUCH FOR SCREAMING : “I DESPERATELY NEED A BREAK!!!!”LOL.
I guess I will just have to find something to keep myself occupied, right? We don’t want my boss thinking am a weirdo!
Today seems pretty much figured out though. In a few hours I will be going to pick up a friend @ the airport. We will probably have lunch together then I'll head to Biomedic labs in ikeja…I want to run a comprehensive health test…might as well use this opportunity to sort out my health issues, I want to go back to work healthier and better prepared for the work stress.
Am sure most of you have read about Tomi, the guy that shot himself to death a week ago(or is it two weeks now,not sure). Gists has it that Tomi was being frustrated by a lecturer in his school-University of Lagos. Tomi had spent several years in school and yet graduation was not in sight cos of this lecturer who had it for him. Anyway, poor guy thought he had had enough and took his own life out of frustration/desperation. So so sad! He must have felt really miserable to have decided to take that route, personally I think he shouldn’t have done what he did. No matter what the problem was, it really wasn’t worth his life. Life doesn’t begin or end with a university degree…if only he had confided in someone-a friend or sibling… maybe the story wont be the same now. Whatever, he is already dead, we can only pray that he finds peace wherever he is right now.
Talking about Lecturer/student victimisation, I have also had my fair share too. In fact mine began way back from primary school. Will share my primary school experience with you guys.
I was about 8 years old then and in primary 3. Things were kinda rough for my parents then. Dad was having financial troubles and mum had just resigned from her job then. She was the head teacher in the primary school we(I and my siblings) attended then. It was a highbrow primary school and we wouldn’t have been able to afford the fees if she wasn’t a teacher there. As it was anyway, we were paying a percentage of what we would ordinarily have paid. Unfortunately, mum fell out with the proprietress and had to resign and that meant we also had to change schools to one that wouldn’t strain my parents pockets too much. We resumed the following term at the new school. Compared to my former school it was of a lower standard and a lot cheaper. Coming from where I was, it was only natural that I became the most intelligent kid in the class, I mean we were already far ahead in the school curriculum in my previous school and I knew much more than the other kids in my class coupled with the fact that I had always being a brilliant kid(immodest? No!), thus the first position became mine.
Prior to my resumption in that class, there was this kid…I’ll call him E. E was like the class champ. He always came first in class after examinations that it was more or less like a given. Now, I had come to take over the first position and E had to make do with being a distant second behind me. We became rivals (E and me), the one trying to outdo the other and me always winning every term’s end. E’s mum was a teacher in my school. She taught the primary 4 class and I was sure she didn’t like the fact that her kid was no longer the primary 3 champion.
Now, E’s mum knew my mum and they weren’t best of friends too. From what my mum told me, they had been mates in the college of education and fell out when mum refused to help her out during an examination. Anyway, it turned out that E’s mum still resented my mum and this resentment was transferred to me when I came to displace her son from the first position.
One year later and in primary 4. I was now in E’s mum’s class. E was in another primary 4 class taught by some other teacher(it was against school principle for him to be in his mother’s class). I didn’t need a prophet to tell me that my new teacher didn’t like me. She sought every opportunity to punish me. She didn’t fail to tell me every slightest chance she got that I wasn’t better than the other kids(as if I thought I was). During moral instruction lessons, she would ask me to stand in front of the class and use me as an example to teach the other kids how parents shouldn’t spoil their kids(she always called me a spoilt brat). I remember one day, I had just gotten this new wristwatch from my parents and I wore it to school. When E’s mum saw the wrist watch on my hand, she asked me to take it off and never wear it to school again. She said I wore it to school just to show off to the other kids. When I got home and told mum, she was livid and would have gone with me to school the next day if not for my dad who dissuaded her. This victimisation by my teacher continued through out the term but try as she could, she couldn’t stop the star from shining. At the end of the term I still came first !
Soon after, my mum got a job as a teacher in my school. She was to teach primary 5. This didn’t stop my teacher victimising me though but I felt better knowing that my mum was closeby. If it got too bad, I could always run to her. I would go to my mum’s class during break time and cry to her and she would always send me back after breaktime with a promise to talk to my teacher but she never did. Looking back now, I guess she didn’t want to cause any trouble especially as they were both teachers in the same school. I kept enduring E’s mum and her scoldings praying that primary 4 year would end faster so I could be free from her. My prayers were answered sooner than I thought and I didnt even have to finish primary 4 to be free. It happened in the most unlikely way.
Sorry but that would have to be story for my next post. This post is already too long as it is. Remember am supposed to be resting!
Keep a date guys.
Cheers!
