I was an academic prefect in primary school, I think it was around standard six.
Yeah, I don’t know maybe the leadership system was a little bit complicated for us kids back then, as the funny thing is I didn’t know what being an academic prefect meant at the time until we started to use the word “academic” instead of “taaluma” in secondary school.
Ooh my God I was an academic prefect, what a great role I had—but I didn’t know that. what a bummer!
You know, these are just one of the funny moments we get when we try to remember our past. I bet you also had memories of these and maybe other craziest ones than mine.
Speaking of these makes me see how now it has been a long time since primary school, and many things have happened; as a result most of the time I just remember the faces of my former classmates when I meet them and not their names—though by now they have started to be cranky (hahaha me too!!).
But let’s be honest on this too—I’ll start first: you know who I know the most now, and I do go to their places—make a lot of phone calls with are my family and “few” relatives, my co-workers, my neighbours and very few close friends I had in primary school, secondary school and even in college. The rest I don’t know how they are doing maybe we will catch up one day in the future and reunite our relationships. What remains of them is just a vague memory—ooh! There was this guy and that, who did this and so and so. They don’t matter anymore.
The sad thing when I think about this is that it’s like I have incurred an emotional cost for nothing—as my actions and thoughts were anchored to other people in school—in a direction to portray something to others, to mean something: “See guys, I have a cool phone now”, “What am doing will be considered stupid”, “I don’t want to appear bookish going to professors office to ask them few life questions”. But now we are not together anymore—there is no one to see me, there is no one to be afraid of—that’s a loss.
We do most of the things while considering other people who just after three years of college we will part ways and we may not even be able to keep in touch. Everyone will continue with their life.
Furthermore, in the future you’ll get a job, you might shift jobs, you move places—by this your life changes—you become a new person along the way, the past just starts to fade away and few moments remains.
Live and do everything for the sake of you and not for the eyes of others.
#moreExposure #buildUpSkills #TryOutThings
Thanks to my lovely sister Joyce for reading drafts of this.
