Steem4nigeria Accelerator contest week 40: My Worst High School experience

Good day steemians family. I hope you are all doing great, so am i. I really want to thank the organizers @steem4nigeria for this priviledge to participate in this week accelerator contest week 40 "My worst high school experience." Come with me as i share my experience through high school.

Give us a brief introduction of your school, the name, location, and why it stands out in your location

The name of my highs school is Cornelia Connelly College popularly known as CCC. It is situated in Afaha Oku, along CCC road, off Ikpa road Uyo Akwa Ibom state. It is bounded in the north by the university of uyo town campus, in the south and east by Afaha Oku community and in the west by the uyo ravine.

Cornelia Connelly College started in 1949. Late Bishop Moynagh was the founder of the school. He was the person who invited the Reverend sisters of Holy Child to establish CCC. The task is to train girls for future leadership roles. The college was ned after the founder of the society of Holy Child Jesus, Rev. Mother Cornelia Connelly. The first Principal of the school was Rev. Mother Mary Ansalem.

C.C.C stands out because, the school seeks to provide quality education geared towards academic excellence, formation of character, and development of the girl child. The motto of the school is Action Not Words.Source

Share with us your worst high school experience

C.C.C has a day students and a boarding students. I was a boarding student. My worst experience as a boarder was the RING EXPERIENCE in my junior class 3.

There's this senior by name L, i only abbreviated it please for some reasons. She had a ring on her finger and whenever her classmate ask her to give them her ring to wear, she refuses giving them. The ring was very beautiful. During visiting day every other parents or brothers and sisters will come visiting thier child. Her own visiting day is always when everyone is in the classroom. She will carry plenty provision with money and come to the classroom and said her parents came visiting. No one has ever seen the parent.

Forward to the ring, one day her class mate by name K removed the ring on her finger while she was sleeping and wear it, then went and sleep too in her own bed. Thinking she will inform her in the morning that she removed her ring. The girl woke up in the morning and could not find the ring again. That was when our worst experience in that very hostel started.

First day after the lost of the ring, as a junior student, in the morning we all prepared and left for our classes. I came back to meet my seniors quarelling seriously about a ring. Senior L has started asking for her ring since she couldn't find it in her hand again. Senior K told her that she removed it and wore in her hand but can't find it again. Senior L started crying and yelling that she needs her ring, not any new one but that same ring. Wahala promax started o.

In the night, when we all went to bed, in the middle of the night, senior L started shouting my head, my head continuously. And according to senior K that took the ring, that same night, she had a physical fight with a very giantic man that asked her why she removed the ring on senior L finger. A fight that nobody in the room heard, even when they were shaking bunks because of self defense. She herself wondered where she got the strength to fight.

Second day after the lost of the ring, everyone started suspecting something fetish, because senior L has started being sick. She was lying on the bed and shouting continuously. Everyone will leave for their classes except her. We will still come back and see her situation getting worse. It was out of our control, we now called the attention of the house mistress. When the house mistress came and saw her, she prayed for her and then paused and ask her to start confessing. Oh my goodness, see confession and she even mention people she has been using to send messages, that she came from the marine kingdom. She was sent to initiate people. Her confession was much. See fear for our dormitory.

Our seniors asked us the Junior ones that nobody leaves the dormitory, that everyone sleeps in the dormitory. Negative imagination started wounding me😄. In the night when she started shouting my head, my head, everybody ran out of the dormitory to another dormitory.

I can't forget it in a hurry the trauma i went through everytime in that dormitory. Sometimes, because of fear i could not sleep. The little time you will sleep, you will hear a knock on your head, things were just happening strangely. Until one day, we came back from class and we couldn't find her and all her belongings again. We all thank God it happened that way, who knows how long she would have stayed there and do her initiation.

Was there any lesson learnt, kindly share with us

The lesson i learnt from my experience is being contented with what you have. Have the spirit of God in you. Start praying when you are in your teenage age. It was in the place of prayer that her evil plan got revealed to the house mistress. It was prayer that helped took away fears and we were able to sleep in our dormitory comfortably.