"The price of overprotection: my boarding school experience "

Hi beautiful stemians today I will be sharing with you my life experience hope you enjoy the gist

"Being the last born of the house, I was treated like an angel. Anything I wanted was given to me. I was the dearest of the nine of us, the little darling of the family. My parents never allowed me to do any chores at home. To some point, I thought I was being loved. I hated my brother, the one who was born before me, because he sometimes sneaked to send me on an errand when my siblings and parents were out of sight.

After completing my primary education, I was supposed to go to a day secondary school, only for my neighbour, who was a year older than me, to come back and tell my parents that school life wasn't complete without being a boarder. She talked about how students had enough time to read, the fun, and lots more. In all these advantages, she never talked about the disadvantages. To me, I didn't have a choice, after all, I had never really made one myself.

Staying at home, I had never really done anything except eating, playing, watching television, and stuff like that. To some point, I wondered what my parents were thinking when they decided to send me to a boarding school. From what I suffered, I have learnt not to do to my child what my parents did to me.

Holiday was over, school resumed, and I was set for school. One of the incidents I won't forget was the one that really got me broken. At home, I never did laundry; it was either washed in the washing machine or washed by my siblings. Coming to school, I had to do all this. The first two weeks of resumption were a week of grace to me because all my clothes were clean. After these two weeks, my clothes were dirty, I asked my roommates to help me, but everyone refused.

I soaked all my school uniforms, both coloured and non-coloured, in one basin, poured detergent, bleach (I used bleach because I overheard my roommate saying bleach makes washing easy; it removes all stains from cloth), and soap inside, soaked it for like 30 minutes. After 30 minutes, I came back to see the almost colourless water turned red, and all my uniforms were red. I started crying, and my roommates came to my rescue. My mum was contacted, and immediately she arrived, I didn't have to tell her I would not be able to cope with life there. I was brought back home to begin a day school. At home, I learnt how to do all I couldn't do.

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