Dawn at Twilight

Grade 3

School was pretty easy for me for countable reasons. I could read at grade 3, also I was the kind of kid who always had a home teacher from junior classes till high school.
Imagine having to fit into different personalities simply because you have to make good grades. It sucked.

I was well known in all of my primary schools, I changed school three times same environment.
To start with.
  In Brilliant Academy, everything went well, I can't remember having issues like kids teasing me about my looks, personality or any of that sort. I was best student in my set then, like I was neat, smart, beautiful as well, most teachers liked me for that.
There were occasions a female teacher took me as he little brides maid at her wedding. Yes, the love and attention was to that extent.

Then at grade 2, my Mum noticed that I was adapting to the schools way of fellowship. The owner of the school was a Jehovah witnesser, so most student are related to her. During our everyday gatherings they do their prayers, as a child, I got used to it which my Mum didn't take easy.

I got changed, at grade 3, I was enrolled into EMA Children Academy.
In this school I spent 2 terms, this time my grades where dropping, things were not improving as expected, my parents and the owner of the school never got along.
At some point I stopped, things were different here, we weren't ready to change school I had to stay home for a week or so.
It was difficult getting a close and affordable school all at once.
I won't forget that our way of living was one of the reasons I couldn't get into school. We were this small family that had a regular, some people may say boring way. Our daily routine was as simple as Dad going to work, Mum going to work and Vera going to school.
We hardly relate to people. That had an advantage to my parent as adult and disadvantage to me as a child, I didn't know what the outside world looked like.
If I had the chances to relate, am very sure I would have been thought this from that and good from bad, but no, I was kept behind tall walls called fence and bars of restrictions called gate.

My Dad was someone man enough to deal with anything that will hurt or harm me in anyway, little did he know that an eight year old was good at keeping secrets

My Mum on the other hand was someone who doesn't think twice at giving me the best at all cost.
"If not for some circumstances Vera, I will take you to places beyond people's expectations" she once said. I really never cared to know what this circumstances where. Which was  traumatizing when I found out.

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