Today is Monday, September 28th of the fall season and it is our last day at school which we are all so thrilled about, smiling happily for the day that had finally arrived, FYKI, we are graduating.
There are big crowds of students chitchatting. You see the happy faces and hear the sounds of laughter from across the long hall and downstairs as well that together it was all a blast. Truth to be told, i haven’t been so happy in my life, it is truly a moment of celeberation and joy. It was very heartwarming to see those decorations, presents, foods and drinks students had brought in their classes. The loving part is you get to talk to everyone even to your bullies and haters whom you have such terrible memories from but in this blissful day, they hug you and squeeze you complimenting you and yelling i love you out of excitement and you would wonder if they’re really those people you had a bad time with back in the days.
Our class is organized with colorful stickers, flowers and a beautiful good bye note on the blackboard. We are almost 50 people in the class, some left earlier because of working opportunities and others were dropped out and the rest were up in the hurdle pulling our strings to roll in through the challenges to this very day. The class is categorized in different groups, the top 10 contenders where i’m on the second sloth, the gangs, the comedians, the artists and the who gives a rats rectum. We were in a competition and always envied and disliked each other, i’m talking about top 10. Our teacher would say; guys here is your temporary home and you all are families, your battle ground is college entrance which really was breathtaking and a hard hit for people to get in there. We have brought our cameras to take pictures and it was kind of a work to put us all in one frame, the population was big in number but the space to shoot pictures wasn’t. We are ready to welcome teachers in our class, had one teacher for every single subject so it generally took about 19 teachers to visit our room for each of whom we had bought presents from the money we all had chipped in. The gangs turned out to be very active and responsible doing all the stuff from decoration to food to organization and distribution of food and drinks, i love them. I actually had no brawl with them through the entire studying cycle. It was two of the clowns i disliked, they would sprinkle water on my neck from behind, yet one of them hit me with his shoe that i picked and threw 2 blocks away on another buildint roof where another class categories used to study. There was a water war everyday after the end of class with each of them throwing water on students and i was the only one who never drank from that giant bottle for safety curisoities that i had from the way of filling and taking water. Some would use the plastic tap and the other would remove the cover and shove the glass inside dripping the remaining drops back into it. I had my own little vaccum that i filled and refrigerated from home.
The head of school was a very serious man that everyone feared, including the bad asa gangs who used to carry gun. I remember him stopping one in the school line and slapping him that banged our ears from the sound. Everyone would stop and kept still as he entered the hall of the 6 story building consisted of 16 classroom each. He was the man of wisdom, charractor and personality. He worked very hard for the school. Built greenhouse, planted trees and flowers and painted the entire school colorful that attracted the attention of passengers walking nearby. The punishment for breaking school rules took every student to bring a flower case and painting boxes and also plowing the ground for herbs and vegetables. No one fought inside school except for outside where noses bleed and eyes were blackened everyday. There was no day without a fight and a drop of blood outside which fortunately was put into an end by the head who was tipped off by one of those street venders outside. The strategy took those cockfighting warmongers to donate and work in the construction of a gym in the corner.
We all walked out of school after dining and drinking and photoshoots with our sorry faces looking back with the love and passion and the phrase “its over eh” on our lips. We parted with hugging each other and noting numbers and email addreses on our cellphones and the promoses of reunions in the latter. It was truly the moment of love and sincereity that to this day i sigh and cherish it from the bottom of my heart.
Two months later we ran into each other and screamed and hugged and pulled each others hair, ear and pinched noses. The look in our faces explained how much we missed and still do miss school days, studying under one roof and hanging out in the recessions and playing football and dancing and those runnint races. The exam went well and i was escorted back one of our classmates car from the resturant where we had an amazing joint lunch with the loved ones. They would come and visit, some in bicycles, some in car and some of them in their badass motorbikes scaring the heck out of me with their crazy drives. I miss them today, very much. I wish i have a contact of one of them and i would unless my phone wasn’t broken. We used to call and text each other for some time until my phone went broken, and email got hacked. I am hoping to somehow find their cobtacts soon.
There was a “researcher Assistant” vacancy announcement from worldbank and i want to be the nominee for it but for a freshky graduated it was quite challenging. i asked my uncle who is the health director in world bank to help get me shortlisted in the exam and he introduced me to one of his friend who gave me the directions for online recruitment. I did and was called for an interview that i luckily passed. My grandma was worried about my college, so was dad but as i begin working things changed dramatically with the doors of opportunities oppening for me to grow more and learn more. I was sent for trainings although on a mission, it was because my boss was a great person. We actually had to travell to provinces and visit schools and education officials and ministries in the districts. I got to see my school principles and it was trully the moment of surprise and encouragment as i walked in their offices. I was suppose to be in the college studying accounting but i was out instead doing some great great stuff hard to imagine, yes i was working with people holding their masters and doctors degree. So as a very young memeber from trainings i made acquaintances and impressed participants who were the high officals of other organizations. My active involvment in the program gained some very good compliments and admires from people including the trainees who i respected and learned a lot from in and outside the classroom through constant contacts. After the program ending with a certificate i returned back to the research program and continued the job until its successful completion. The C.V got some beautiful margins and soon i begin to volunteer in health organization where the board of direction appointed me to the financial position. Besides work i continued college and applied for more jobs and opportunites that snowballed amazingly which allowed me to learn and grow and experience more and more and i enjoyed most of it. .. to be continued……