The Happy Teens Life

Whilst growing up, one of the things I loved to do on weekend's  was modeling; I would just put on different clothes , walk close to our large wall mirror and admire myself. You know that smile you put on your face when you are tying a fine gele or that confidence you have when you are walking around the room with a new high heel shoe. It was all part of the weekend fun. I felt good standing in front of the mirror and looking into my eyes. Sometimes it was a moment of reflection for me, I would talk to myself, pay attention to my inner voice and long after the woman I was becoming. I knew there was something about me, but I had to clear doubts, I had to be fearless, I had to live the life, yet, there were things that sought to rob me of the chance of living to the fullest, I will tell you about it. You remember that in the previous post (LEARNING THROUGH SEASONS)  I shared with you some of the challenges I faced as a new intake in the boarding house, these experiences a...

Earlier this morning, I strolled around my house smiling like someone that just received a million dollar alert,  as I thought of  you, the joy in my heart was worth more than any amount of money one can think of,  you see why I couldn't just wait but write to you?  I told you in the previous post (New Moments) about how eager I was to move over to the boarding house and I promised to share with you lessons that I learnt through that phase of life. Believe me, boarding house wasn't easy as I thought it would be. Within the first few weeks; I finished the biscuits, milk, and was left with almost nothing, I became a school daughter to the school mother I never wanted, I became unnecessarily pressured for my inability to say no! and yes! when I needed to. So you see, I was exposed to the real life and I was actually  not prepared to face it. Life tried my identity, convictions, and strength and I failed in most parts. I remember how I followed a friends advice...

LEARNING THROUGH SEASONS Earlier this morning, I strolled around my house smiling like someone that just received a million dollar alert,  as I thought of  you, the joy in my heart was worth more than any amount of money one can think of,  you see why I couldn't just wait but write to you?  I told you in the previous post (New Moments) about how eager I was to move over to the boarding house and I promised to share with you lessons that I learnt through that phase of life. Believe me, boarding house wasn't easy as I thought it would be. Within the first few weeks; I finished the biscuits, milk, and was left with almost nothing, I became a school daughter to the school mother I never wanted, I became unnecessarily pressured for my inability to say no! and yes! when I needed to. So you see, I was exposed to the real life and I was actually  not prepared to face it. Life tried my identity, convictions, and strength and I failed in most parts. I remember how I fo...

I tarried a while for  the day I will finally be moving over to the  boarding house , to me that was a new mile stone. As the day drew closer,  the new clothes, provisions, plus 'pocket money'  was enough goodies for the young girl,  I  couldn't wait to zoom off from the house because I heard a lot from my elder sister, who had been 2 years ahead in the boarding house. I was glad it was also my turn to own the packets of biscuits, tins of milo, milk and the likes, so you see one of my motivation...wink Fast forward, I moved from my town with mum and we drove to the east part of my country, south south to south east was just about 4 hours away. Apart from children camp programs, that was going to be my first time of leaving my growing environment; home, church, primary school etc. to a whole new place. Mum was gone, dad too, and I could only talk to them via my guardians; those women helped my life. I was left to live the different new life I so anti...