In September of the year 2018-2019 from the ages of 12-13 years old, I was in standard 6. I became more extroverted and wild. And more talkative and strong-headed as well. i was very dramatic and outgoing. i changed a lot during that time. the principal at our school that year was my standard 5 teacher Ms. Loretta Lucas. I recall being excited about school and the amount of things i was going to do that year. there was two standard 6 teachers named: MS. Laura Van Stuivenburg a.k.a my teacher and Ms. Sharon Martinez the other standard 6 teacher. and each and everyone of us were wild and unruly as hell.
And since i didn't have any friends when i was young, all of that changed. i had a lot of people who enjoyed my presence around them. while there where others who didn't like me that much. and i didn't care either. i just enjoyed living in each and every moment that i have. i socialized with different people around me. and since i was different from some people, there were boys who would make a pass at me. It was very weird and uncomfortable because i wasn't used to these types of things at all. Anyways, back to the story. on the first day of class, i was wearing my uniform with a beautiful white sparkly tennis that had belong to my mother. i was feeling very confident and i took a deep breath and walked in. I didn't care who or what was looking at me but i walked with high confidence. when i arrived inside my class, i told my teacher and my classmates good morning and then, i gently placed my backpack beside my chair which was located by class door on the left side of the class. after i did that, i quietly exited my classroom and went looking for my crowd i hanged out with.
sooner or later, the bell rang at it was time to line up in lines of two class by class. one line for the girls and one line for the boys my teacher instructed us as she was following behind us. after each and every class lined up in pairs of two, the principal came out and addressed her speech: "welcome back students to a new school year". she said. that's all i could remember her saying to us. Then the whole upper division started the morning with a prayer followed by our school song and then our national anthem. then, we were told to go back to class and to be on our best behavior. after we entered class, my teacher told us to take our seats and get ready to introduced our self. So one by one, we stood up to introduce our selves.
the first month of standard six was ordinary. nothing exciting happened then. except that i started to noticed a lot of change within society. boys from all around scouting out girls and the girls having one boyfriend after the next. some girls looking like grown women and grown men looking at them and so on. but this was just the begining of my wild and crazy life as a teenager. the second month in standard six was getting better because then my teacher started to take us out on the field which was located right outside across the compound. we did a lot of fun activities at school like: bike marathon, bazaars, school fair, Christmas pagent, sports day, picnic trips, school trips and more. like life was getting better for me. some days in class, i would get in arguments and then get sent either outside in the hot scorching sun or just go on detention. but one thing one me that people like about me is my bright upbeat spirit that i have and the ability to do all sorts of weird, crazy, fun things. I was like a dare devil.
over our Easter break in standard six, my aunt Eva came and took me with her to my grand-aunt Ann's house to spend the day with her. i remember it like it was yesterday. it was on a hot Saturday and they were having a food court day in town. my grand aunt's house was cement and inside was blazing like a erupting volcano. on that day, i didn't had anything to eat. so my stomach was empty. a few minutes later, my aunt Eva asked me if i wanted to eat some panades. i remember telling her yes and that i would go and order it. so i put on my slippers and i went to order our food. after i did that, i started to walk back to the house and i was feeling weak and light headed. so i hurried up and ran inside to tell my aunt about how i was feeling. she then told me to sit down on the sofa while she go and take out the trash. suddenly for some reason, i slump over the chair and blacked out. i heard my aunt come back and she called my name but i wasn't answering her back.
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An autobiography of my life
Não FicçãoMy book is about all the things that I experienced while I was in pre-school, primary school, highschool and the memories I have of them.
