SC-S29/W6 – Nostalgia Of The Little Me: A Childhood Story That Taught You Something

I am here to participate in this season's engagement challenge 29 of week 6, where the participants need to tell about their childhood stories. Before I proceed I would like to invite @sana-khan01, @wuddi and @rossnenye to join me in this contest.

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My childhood experiences are full of fun and excitement, although there are also times when I faced some challenges as a child back then. Part of it was that I found it difficult to pronounce some specific English words. Reading back then was a problem for me because all my friends living in the same community quickly learned some of the three-letter words.

Anytime they gave me an assignment from school, I would not be able to read or do it myself. My mum and my brother would beat me, and sometimes they would punish me for not doing the homework by myself. This was a challenge that I faced and conquered through the lessons organized for me.

The lessons teacher back then was Iya Hawa. With her, I learned how to read and write because she taught me extensively, especially on the English subject. Today, I thank God for where I found myself.

I think I was in the age of 4 or 5 years, and my parents discovered I used to play so much because I was living in a local community. Playing with other children is very easy for me, and sometimes I will just leave my assignment and be playing football or playing Nigerian games such as ten-ten, boju boju (hide and seek), which was very common in those days. So all of these child plays did not help me to concentrate on my studies, which contributed to my failure academically.

There was no body to guide me through doing my assignments; the person who would help by explaining how I could do the assignment had gone to work unless she came back around 4:00 pm. So cooking all those food we were going to eat in the house may take some hours, which is why I might fall asleep sometimes.

I felt emotionally disturbed at that time because I was thinking otherwise, as if the sky would fall on me. They used to blame a lot, where they would use me to compare with other children. In fact, I felt the pain in my body because it was even worse from the beatings; they usually beat me back then. Sometimes I would just think negatively, sitting on one side alone, as if I am the only one in this part of the world facing this challenge. The pain was so much to bear at that time because they used to blame me, for example.

I learnt a lot from my parents: if there had been no discipline, I would have spoiled, to the extent it would have affected my academic performance. Organising a lesson for a child after school hours is something that would help them a lot because such a child will have the opportunity to face his or her studies and do well for the rest of his academic career. I also learned that hard work pays off with strong determination, which can help us to have focus in life.

Another lesson that I also realized is that we should not allow our child to grow up with the wrong people within the community we are living in. Doing so may influence their life negatively to the extent that it may affect their future.

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I thank God, and I used this medium to appreciate those who contribute positively to my life story. Without them, I may not be able to do well in the place where I am today. I graduated from one of the best universities in Nigeria. The training they gave me really helps a lot in both behaviour and academic development.

I knew some of the children with whom I grew up. Some of them do not have the opportunity to go further, not because I blame them but due to financial difficulties. The lesson teaches me that when there is life, there is hope. They imbibe the principles of seriousness. In me, that some of the professors we see today started from somewhere through hard work.